Chapter 18: Can't let you Go
They all stayed in a motel that night. Caitie and her son in one room,
and John and Jaime in another.
After Caitie told Jaime about Billy, he stopped talking to her. He was
mad she didn't trust him enough to tell her before, and he was even a
little mad about his home being ruined.
"It's not her fault Jaime." John told him.
"How could she do this. I thought Billy was out of the picture. He's the
reason we weren't together before, and now he's back."
"Jaime. She loves you. You know that. Don't take this out on her. The
house can be fixed. It's not the end of the world, but if you love her,
which I know you do, than just be there for her. She's scared right now.
It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out. And after everything
she's been through before, you think maybe you'd give her a break."
When Jaime didn't respond, John headed to the door. "Where are you going?"
Jaime asked.
"If you're not going to be there for her, I am. She doesn't deserve to be
alone." When he got to the door, he stopped and turned around, "And Jaime,
you might really want to think hard about whether or not you want to screw
this up again."
"Hey, I'm not the one who screwed up before. She's the one who..."
"Jaime, you walked out on her. She made a mistake, and it's taken you this
long to forgive her. All those years you could have spent together, would
they have been any different then they've been this past week? She's
amazing, no matter what happened between you two. Don't let her go again.
Don't push her away." He walked out of the room, and headed over to
Caitie's.
Jaime looked down. At first, he was too stubborn to admit he was in the
wrong, but John's words sunk in. He remembered how good he felt when Caitie
agreed to marry him. It was something he'd dreamed about since before high
school was over. He remembered how when she said yes, he instantly new he
would never lose her again. He didn't want to lose her again.
Caitie watched John come into her room. Jaime was asleep next to her on
the bed. She sat up, and he came and sat on the bed with them. She looked
into his eyes, and could see his compassion for her in them. She started to
cry and he took her in his arms.
He leaned back against the wall at the end of the bed, and she laid her
head on his chest, and cuddled up to him. He stroked her hair and spoke to
her softly.
"You know Jaime, well he's always been a bone head, but he always comes
around."
"I don't want to lose him again John."
"And he doesn't want to lose you either."
They laid there for a few minutes, and were interrupted by a coughing at
the door. It was Jaime. John kissed Caitie's forehead and got up. He
motioned for Caitie to go with Jaime, and he would stay with her son.
Hesitantly Caitie walked towards Jaime and shut the hotel door. They
walked over to Jaime's room. He sat on his bed, and she sat in a chair in
the corner.
"Caitie." He said, but stopped. He really didn't know what else to say.
So they just sat and stared. Unexpectedly, Caitie got up and walked over to
Jaime. She knelt down by his feet, and stared up into his eyes. Everything
that needed to be said, was said in the quietness and stillness of the
night. Whispers flowed around the room, and almost telepathically, they
could hear each other. Just by looking deep into each other's eyes, into
each other's souls. Nothing needed to be said aloud.
Caitie pushed herself up and kissed Jaime. He waited for a few seconds and
then kissed her back. He held her face in his hands, and she wrapped her
arms around his neck.
He pulled away and looked at her face. "Caitie I'm sorry."
She held her finger to his lips and smiled, "Shhh."
They kissed again. For the first time, in all the years they had been
waiting, the passion they held deep inside for each other could finally
shared, but when a loud thumping sound was heard from next door, they
quickly
broke free and ran into the next room.
Caitie forcefully pushed the door open, and gasped at what lye before her.
John lay on the floor facing down, and Billy stould about 10 feet in front
of them, Jaime under his arms, and a gun in his hand.
"Billy." Caitie said angrily.
"Oh, Caitie, it's so good to see you. I've missed you."
"How did you find me?"
"I got a call from a source. Someone really didn't want you here. Lets
just say I'm not the only one who want's you with him." Billy said as he
pointed to Jaime.
"Let him go!" Jaime demanded. Billy had his arms folded around Jaime's
neck, and Jaime stould, staring up at his biological father with tears
coming out of his eyes.
"How could you do this to me Caitie? Leave me for him? It's not right.
It's not right." Billy said so harshly Caitie had to step back. Billy
looked down at his son, than back at Caitie. "Look how scared he is? If
you hadn't taken him away from me, he wouldn't be so scared." He was silent
for a minute, than spoke again. "Caitie were leaving."
Jaime jumped in front of Caitie and told him, "She's not going any where.
Neither of them are."
"Shut up trailer trash. You really don't have a say in this." He pointed
his gun at Jaime's head.
Caitie pushed Jaime out of the way and ran to Billy. "That's a good girl."
Billy said.
"Caitie no." Jaime pleaded.
"I have to stay with Jaime." She replied sadly.
"Yes. You, me, and little Jaime. We'll be a family again. And I can
support you now Caitie." Billy was talking like he was crazy, and Caitie
could sense the evil in his voice. It was the same evil he carried when he
came home drunk before. "Oh Caitie. Dad and my step mom from hell are dead.
I got the money. You don't have to leave me anymore. I have everything you
need."
"Billy, that's not why I"
"Shut up, were leaving."
Caitie watched Jaime as Billy pulled her away. "We'll be fine." She
mouthed to him, but the frightened tears still fell from her eyes.
Billy turned to Jaime. "If I see you run after us, I'll kill you." And he
pointed the gun towards Jaime's head. Then, they exited.
Jaime ran to John, and felt for his pulse. It was still there. He felt a
lump on the back of his head. Billy had only hit John. He turned him over,
and listened to him moan in pain.
Caitie sat in Billy's car with Jaime in her lap. "Where are we going?"
She asked.
"Home Caitie. Home to where we should've been in the beginning."
"What do you mean?
"Your high maintenance Caitie. And that's hard to deal with. But I love
you. And if you wanted money, I got you money."
"Billy, you didn't?"
"Yes. Yes I did. I killed my parents."
They all stayed in a motel that night. Caitie and her son in one room,
and John and Jaime in another.
After Caitie told Jaime about Billy, he stopped talking to her. He was
mad she didn't trust him enough to tell her before, and he was even a
little mad about his home being ruined.
"It's not her fault Jaime." John told him.
"How could she do this. I thought Billy was out of the picture. He's the
reason we weren't together before, and now he's back."
"Jaime. She loves you. You know that. Don't take this out on her. The
house can be fixed. It's not the end of the world, but if you love her,
which I know you do, than just be there for her. She's scared right now.
It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out. And after everything
she's been through before, you think maybe you'd give her a break."
When Jaime didn't respond, John headed to the door. "Where are you going?"
Jaime asked.
"If you're not going to be there for her, I am. She doesn't deserve to be
alone." When he got to the door, he stopped and turned around, "And Jaime,
you might really want to think hard about whether or not you want to screw
this up again."
"Hey, I'm not the one who screwed up before. She's the one who..."
"Jaime, you walked out on her. She made a mistake, and it's taken you this
long to forgive her. All those years you could have spent together, would
they have been any different then they've been this past week? She's
amazing, no matter what happened between you two. Don't let her go again.
Don't push her away." He walked out of the room, and headed over to
Caitie's.
Jaime looked down. At first, he was too stubborn to admit he was in the
wrong, but John's words sunk in. He remembered how good he felt when Caitie
agreed to marry him. It was something he'd dreamed about since before high
school was over. He remembered how when she said yes, he instantly new he
would never lose her again. He didn't want to lose her again.
Caitie watched John come into her room. Jaime was asleep next to her on
the bed. She sat up, and he came and sat on the bed with them. She looked
into his eyes, and could see his compassion for her in them. She started to
cry and he took her in his arms.
He leaned back against the wall at the end of the bed, and she laid her
head on his chest, and cuddled up to him. He stroked her hair and spoke to
her softly.
"You know Jaime, well he's always been a bone head, but he always comes
around."
"I don't want to lose him again John."
"And he doesn't want to lose you either."
They laid there for a few minutes, and were interrupted by a coughing at
the door. It was Jaime. John kissed Caitie's forehead and got up. He
motioned for Caitie to go with Jaime, and he would stay with her son.
Hesitantly Caitie walked towards Jaime and shut the hotel door. They
walked over to Jaime's room. He sat on his bed, and she sat in a chair in
the corner.
"Caitie." He said, but stopped. He really didn't know what else to say.
So they just sat and stared. Unexpectedly, Caitie got up and walked over to
Jaime. She knelt down by his feet, and stared up into his eyes. Everything
that needed to be said, was said in the quietness and stillness of the
night. Whispers flowed around the room, and almost telepathically, they
could hear each other. Just by looking deep into each other's eyes, into
each other's souls. Nothing needed to be said aloud.
Caitie pushed herself up and kissed Jaime. He waited for a few seconds and
then kissed her back. He held her face in his hands, and she wrapped her
arms around his neck.
He pulled away and looked at her face. "Caitie I'm sorry."
She held her finger to his lips and smiled, "Shhh."
They kissed again. For the first time, in all the years they had been
waiting, the passion they held deep inside for each other could finally
shared, but when a loud thumping sound was heard from next door, they
quickly
broke free and ran into the next room.
Caitie forcefully pushed the door open, and gasped at what lye before her.
John lay on the floor facing down, and Billy stould about 10 feet in front
of them, Jaime under his arms, and a gun in his hand.
"Billy." Caitie said angrily.
"Oh, Caitie, it's so good to see you. I've missed you."
"How did you find me?"
"I got a call from a source. Someone really didn't want you here. Lets
just say I'm not the only one who want's you with him." Billy said as he
pointed to Jaime.
"Let him go!" Jaime demanded. Billy had his arms folded around Jaime's
neck, and Jaime stould, staring up at his biological father with tears
coming out of his eyes.
"How could you do this to me Caitie? Leave me for him? It's not right.
It's not right." Billy said so harshly Caitie had to step back. Billy
looked down at his son, than back at Caitie. "Look how scared he is? If
you hadn't taken him away from me, he wouldn't be so scared." He was silent
for a minute, than spoke again. "Caitie were leaving."
Jaime jumped in front of Caitie and told him, "She's not going any where.
Neither of them are."
"Shut up trailer trash. You really don't have a say in this." He pointed
his gun at Jaime's head.
Caitie pushed Jaime out of the way and ran to Billy. "That's a good girl."
Billy said.
"Caitie no." Jaime pleaded.
"I have to stay with Jaime." She replied sadly.
"Yes. You, me, and little Jaime. We'll be a family again. And I can
support you now Caitie." Billy was talking like he was crazy, and Caitie
could sense the evil in his voice. It was the same evil he carried when he
came home drunk before. "Oh Caitie. Dad and my step mom from hell are dead.
I got the money. You don't have to leave me anymore. I have everything you
need."
"Billy, that's not why I"
"Shut up, were leaving."
Caitie watched Jaime as Billy pulled her away. "We'll be fine." She
mouthed to him, but the frightened tears still fell from her eyes.
Billy turned to Jaime. "If I see you run after us, I'll kill you." And he
pointed the gun towards Jaime's head. Then, they exited.
Jaime ran to John, and felt for his pulse. It was still there. He felt a
lump on the back of his head. Billy had only hit John. He turned him over,
and listened to him moan in pain.
Caitie sat in Billy's car with Jaime in her lap. "Where are we going?"
She asked.
"Home Caitie. Home to where we should've been in the beginning."
"What do you mean?
"Your high maintenance Caitie. And that's hard to deal with. But I love
you. And if you wanted money, I got you money."
"Billy, you didn't?"
"Yes. Yes I did. I killed my parents."