Depths Of Jealousy.
=Reader's Note=Before you read this next chapter, I wanted all of y'all to know when I decided to first write this story...I also decided that I wanted it to be as real as possible(for the most part.), physical abuse is never an easy issue and for the beggining it does look like things will never get better but progressively they do.I have a premise for this story that I'll probably talk about more once it's done! I hope you'll keep on reading and enjoying this, despite what's going on...
The light gleaming rays of the sun shone in, waking Daniel up fully, as he jumped up from his twin bed facing Gia.She was still fast asleep, he slowly made his way to her bed and observed his new friend as she slept 'wierd' he muttered to himself as he shook his head.The door stood slightly open in his view, and as he watched it he contimplated on wheter he should step out...not to start trouble or anything, just to take a little look around before he left.That wasn't a crime, right?Well, Daniel didn't seem to think so, as he made his way out of the room and down the stairs.Just as he thought the grown-ups dressed up in those same wierd-outfits, all heading in the same direction.
"what are you doing up?" a woman asked him with a warm smile.
The little man shrugged as he still was shy around strangers.
"isn't he cute!" the young woman shrieked, as he turned to a woman familiar to Daniel's memory.
"you remember me don't you Daniel?"
He nodded at the fact, with a faint."yes."
"come on, I bet I just might have soemthing for you in the kitchen."Pilar smiled as she held out her hand to Daniel, who paused for a moment before timidly taking it."how old are you anyway, honey?"she asked as they started down the hallway.
"three years old."he replied openly, and with that the friendship between Pilar Lopez-Fitzgerald and Daniel Monroe began."how old are you?"l...it was well, on it's way.
Charity got up early, last nights occurances confirmed that she was indeed crazy and that the footsteps she kept hearing and her re-occuring nightmares were just figments of her ever stressfull imagination.She lead herself to the kitchen, and got things ready for when Daniel came home.Today was the day she'd take back her life, quit living in fear of Jackson and all he's done to her.She'd promised herself that ever since she set foot back in Harmony and that was exactlly what she intended on doing.
While she turned on the kettle she couldn't help but take a slight look around the kitchen, her eyes foccused mainly on the backdoor.She laughed realizing she acctually was crazy, before the doorbell rang she walked out of the doorway walking towards the door to answer it, as suddenly the phone rang she figured who ever was calling would probably call back so she didn't really go out of her way to answer it.
"hey."she smiled, as Theresa stood at the other end, with a wailing Gia in her arms."she doesn't want him to go home."Theresa explained with a slight giggle.
"oh, well maybe next time you can come here."Charity asked, while wipping away one of Gia's tears.
"so, I guess that means you're staying for good."
"yeah,"Charity replied."looks like."Daniel walked his way to his mother's side, after reassuring Gia he'd be back.
"hey, I'll call you sometime...Gia and I have a full day ahead of us, don't we baby."Theresa cooed, as the little girl sadly nodded."bye, Charity."
"bye."she responded while closing the door, and turning her foccus to Daniel."did you have fun?"
"Mommy you wouldn't even believe it, it was so cool..."the boy went on for minutes on end, before Charity heard the loud whistle of the kettle in the kitchen.Daniel made his way upstairs to her room, as she walked off.As she set foot in the kitchen she took another vauge look around the room, while walking over to the kettle the sound of the pouring filt the room as she took a tiny sip and then turned towards the cuboard.
Jackson, you're hurting me.
A flash of her dream, caught her thoughts as she slowly reached up to the cubbords.She searched it, as the sound of footsteps was heard the same hollow footsteps that plauged her thoughts for days."Danny?Is that you?"she called into the silence still rumidging through the cubbords.
"not quite."a voice answered.
She quickly stopped rumidging, as she caught the familiarity in the voice.It was Jackson's, she stopped her actions compleatly while turning to her husband.
"surprise!"he snickered menacingly, as he walked closer to her.
"what are you doing here?"she questioned turning around.
"now is that anyway, to talk to your husband Charity?"he asked moving closer as she moved farther back.
"answer me!"Charity rose her tone.
"Daddy?"Daniel called out, with hope in his small voice as he entered the kitchen."Daddy!" he screeched, as he ran to him."I knew it was you."
"hey little man,"he smiled as he picked him up."you've been getting big."
"yup,"he nodded franticlly."I missed you allot, Daddy, I though t I'd never ever see you again."
"is that so."he chuckled, while glaring over in Charity's direction."well, that's not going to happen, ever.Got it?"
The boy nodded in reply, as he smiled.
"now why don't you go upstairs, while your Mommy and I talk.I'll come up to see you okay?"
"okay."he answered crisply, while stridding out as Jackson let him down.
As the boy was out of sight, Jackson returned his glower towards his wife.He remembered watching Charity and daniel leave, the night of one of their confrontations, instead of going to a bar and drinking himself into oblivian he decided to follow not too far behind and keep a wraps of exactlly what and who Charity was planning on doing in Harmony."you wanted a divorce?"
She remained silent, as she galred at him in shear disgust and anger knowing this was an all new low for Jackson.
"okay, maybe I deserve that."he laughed."so how are things?" he questioned as he began to walk closer to her.
Charity remained silent as she continued to watch him, come towards her.
"why so quiet, honey?Didn't think I'd catch you?"he roared knocking over the kettle and the galss that stood beside it."so,tell me is he the reason you want a divorce?Is he the one putting you up to this?"he questioned endlessly.
"you know very well, why I'm getting this divorce Jackson." she replied in anguish.
He nodded quietly, as he put his hands down on the counter.Facing Charity on the other end."was he worth it, Charity" he answered walking closer towards her."did he make you call out his name, in shear extasy?Regret the day you ever left him."
"you are one sick bastard."she replied, while pacing herself away from him."you knew I was here all along."
"yeah, I did" he answered her, while grabbing her by the root of her hair and pulling her closer to him."and to tell you the truth I don't appreciate, comming home to an un-faithfull wife."
Charity scremt out in pain."let go of me."she sputtered out, wincing in the pain.
"you want me to let go?" he repeated as he roared, slamming her back against the wall."do you have any idea what it did to me to see you in his arms, it killed me."he looked her directly in the eyes, noticing the fear come across hers."how could you, do this to me...to our son.Charity, I loved you---"
"don't you play this off like you acctually gave a damn about me and Daniel---you never loved us,"she gasped out in pain, feeling a shortness in breath."if you did, I would of never left."
"you're wrong."he screamt, tears forming in his eyes."I loved you more than I could ever imagined, and when I saw you wil him--" he paused tears falling from his dark eyes."it tore me apart, I hate you!"he thundered while slapping her across the face, so hard she fell her fore-head coliding with the marbel counter as her body fell to the ground.
That was her breaking point, she had spent too long at the other end of Jackson's fist.Idioticly thinking he'd change...thinking that every time he hit her, it was out of love.Love that she so desperately wanted to have in return, three years she put herself through this hell telling herself that Jackson's problems where some how her doing, and that this wouldn't be forever.She hated herself for that, and she'd rather die, than let Jackson win.It took everything in her to pick herself up, and more to lunge at him only for him to grasp her wrists and throw her back against the wall.
"ah ah ah, Charity."he spoke, while holding Charity against the wall."you wouldn't want to hurt me, now wouldn't you."
"what have you done to me?"she breathed out, feeling herself become weaker and weaker.
"I had a feeling with this new attitude of yours you'd try to fight back."he explained, while kneeling to her.Finding pleasure in her present stance, defenseless."so I decided I'd slip you a bit of this in your tea" he shook a small blue vile infront of her face."one for each day you were gone, they must be taking their full effect by now."
"the footsteps..."she whispered, as her mind recollected"I wasn't dreaming."
" 'fraid not,"
"you can't kill me, Jackson...please, just think about Daniel."she pleadefd hoping Jackson had some form of decentcy left in him.
"Daniel will be just fine!" he snapped."after you're dead, they'll deam me full custody of him and he and I willl never set foot back in Harmony again."
"you'll never get away with this,"she moaned."it's too risky, all evidence will point to you."
"that's where you've faultered my love,"he answered while stroking her hair."right now there's a message on your answering machine, stating that I'm comming over to spend some time with my son and I'd like to make amends to fix our marriage...so that takes away motives."he spoke in a cocky mannor."and if you can see this room is in a big mess, it almost seems as if you were abducted by sick minded burglar, that's our murder scene.See, there is no way your cop boyfriend, could bring all of this back to me and if there is...well I'm afraid I'll just have to kill him too!" he ended while laughing."funny how these things go,huh, here you were trying as hard as you could to get away from me, possibly hook back up with you're ex...start a whole new life here, I mean I can see why it's a beautiful place..."he trailed on while looking at her."all for nothing."
Charity's eyes remained fixaded on him, as she watched him pull out a knife the silver glimmering in her eyes.He kissed her in a abrasive style while slowly pushing it into her stomach, and pulling it out once more.The more Jackson would push the knife into Charity the more her tears would overflow and fall off of her cheeks, falling quietly to the floor.It didn't take too long for Charity to close her eyes, and lay motionless across the kitchen floor.
His figertips traced Charity's arm, as he lifted it.He kissed it softly as tears fell from his eyes."I love you."he whimpered out, as he let her hand fall to the floor and he got up placing the knife in some sort of paper and securing it in his back pocket.He washed his hand violently washing off all of the blood, ever so often looking at Charity's lifeless corps on the floor.
"hey little man,"the boy turned to his father as he appeared at the door.
Daniel remained silent, only giving of a faint smile.
"what are you doing?"Jackson asked walking to where his son sat.
"playing cars."he replied.
"oh, so I guess...you're too busy to spend some time with you're old man."he went on pretending to be offended.
"never!I'll always have time for you Daddy."suddenly his smile turned into a frown, as he looked up at his father."why where you yelling at Mommy?"
Jackson stared blankly at the boy before sitting down beside him."Mommy just makes you're Daddy mad sometimes."
The boys eyes saddened at his fathers statement."so,we aren't a familly anymore."
"listen to me, I love you and your mother more than anything and we'll always be a familly...no matter what."
Daniel smiled, as he hugged Jackson tightly."I never want to leave you ever again."
"you won't have to."he replied with a smile, singular tears falling from his eyes more profusely than ever before."hey,why don't we go out for awhile...just me and you what do you say?"
He knodded, as Jackson ruffled around with is hair.
"c'mon."
As Daniel and his father headed out of the house, Daniel's eyes searched for any sight of his mother but there was none...and that made Daniel worry.His father told him that she was busy, and she would be sure to be there when they came back but Daniel knew she would of atleast come, out to see him leave she always did.
Memories, from her life ran through her mind vividly as she lay unconsious in a pool of crimson.The last being of Daniel, from the day he was born, to when he spoke his first word and took his first steps.Her sweet little boy, he always told her that he was a man...and in many ways he was,but, in many ways he was still a little boy.A little boy that was going to loose his mother,she tried with everything in her to fight for his happiness, but she failed, failed herself aswell as Daniel.She didn't deserve to live, after all she put her little boy through...she didn't deserve to see him smile and laugh one more time, or here one more of his jokes.She deffinately didn't deserve, to see him grow up and see the wonderfull man he would of grown to be.
And with all that self hatred inside her thoughts, Charity let herself slip deeper and deeper away from herself until she was no more.
Faith stood at the door fumbling through her purse, searching for the keys.She smiled as she found them at the deep end of the bag, she braught it up to the lock as she felt the door push itself open.that's strange. she thought to herself as she entered."Charity,Danny I'm home." she called into the house, silence greeting her.
"Charity?...Daniel?" she called out once more, as her heels clacked against the wooden floor.As silence greeted her once more her worried began to resurface.She hoped that the door being opened was an honest mistake, and that the stillness of the house was mearly because no one was home.She picked up the pace in her movement, to confirm that her worries were just that.
"Dan---oh my God!" she sreecked, as he quivering hand rested on her mouth."Charity!?"
=Reader's Note=Before you read this next chapter, I wanted all of y'all to know when I decided to first write this story...I also decided that I wanted it to be as real as possible(for the most part.), physical abuse is never an easy issue and for the beggining it does look like things will never get better but progressively they do.I have a premise for this story that I'll probably talk about more once it's done! I hope you'll keep on reading and enjoying this, despite what's going on...
The light gleaming rays of the sun shone in, waking Daniel up fully, as he jumped up from his twin bed facing Gia.She was still fast asleep, he slowly made his way to her bed and observed his new friend as she slept 'wierd' he muttered to himself as he shook his head.The door stood slightly open in his view, and as he watched it he contimplated on wheter he should step out...not to start trouble or anything, just to take a little look around before he left.That wasn't a crime, right?Well, Daniel didn't seem to think so, as he made his way out of the room and down the stairs.Just as he thought the grown-ups dressed up in those same wierd-outfits, all heading in the same direction.
"what are you doing up?" a woman asked him with a warm smile.
The little man shrugged as he still was shy around strangers.
"isn't he cute!" the young woman shrieked, as he turned to a woman familiar to Daniel's memory.
"you remember me don't you Daniel?"
He nodded at the fact, with a faint."yes."
"come on, I bet I just might have soemthing for you in the kitchen."Pilar smiled as she held out her hand to Daniel, who paused for a moment before timidly taking it."how old are you anyway, honey?"she asked as they started down the hallway.
"three years old."he replied openly, and with that the friendship between Pilar Lopez-Fitzgerald and Daniel Monroe began."how old are you?"l...it was well, on it's way.
Charity got up early, last nights occurances confirmed that she was indeed crazy and that the footsteps she kept hearing and her re-occuring nightmares were just figments of her ever stressfull imagination.She lead herself to the kitchen, and got things ready for when Daniel came home.Today was the day she'd take back her life, quit living in fear of Jackson and all he's done to her.She'd promised herself that ever since she set foot back in Harmony and that was exactlly what she intended on doing.
While she turned on the kettle she couldn't help but take a slight look around the kitchen, her eyes foccused mainly on the backdoor.She laughed realizing she acctually was crazy, before the doorbell rang she walked out of the doorway walking towards the door to answer it, as suddenly the phone rang she figured who ever was calling would probably call back so she didn't really go out of her way to answer it.
"hey."she smiled, as Theresa stood at the other end, with a wailing Gia in her arms."she doesn't want him to go home."Theresa explained with a slight giggle.
"oh, well maybe next time you can come here."Charity asked, while wipping away one of Gia's tears.
"so, I guess that means you're staying for good."
"yeah,"Charity replied."looks like."Daniel walked his way to his mother's side, after reassuring Gia he'd be back.
"hey, I'll call you sometime...Gia and I have a full day ahead of us, don't we baby."Theresa cooed, as the little girl sadly nodded."bye, Charity."
"bye."she responded while closing the door, and turning her foccus to Daniel."did you have fun?"
"Mommy you wouldn't even believe it, it was so cool..."the boy went on for minutes on end, before Charity heard the loud whistle of the kettle in the kitchen.Daniel made his way upstairs to her room, as she walked off.As she set foot in the kitchen she took another vauge look around the room, while walking over to the kettle the sound of the pouring filt the room as she took a tiny sip and then turned towards the cuboard.
Jackson, you're hurting me.
A flash of her dream, caught her thoughts as she slowly reached up to the cubbords.She searched it, as the sound of footsteps was heard the same hollow footsteps that plauged her thoughts for days."Danny?Is that you?"she called into the silence still rumidging through the cubbords.
"not quite."a voice answered.
She quickly stopped rumidging, as she caught the familiarity in the voice.It was Jackson's, she stopped her actions compleatly while turning to her husband.
"surprise!"he snickered menacingly, as he walked closer to her.
"what are you doing here?"she questioned turning around.
"now is that anyway, to talk to your husband Charity?"he asked moving closer as she moved farther back.
"answer me!"Charity rose her tone.
"Daddy?"Daniel called out, with hope in his small voice as he entered the kitchen."Daddy!" he screeched, as he ran to him."I knew it was you."
"hey little man,"he smiled as he picked him up."you've been getting big."
"yup,"he nodded franticlly."I missed you allot, Daddy, I though t I'd never ever see you again."
"is that so."he chuckled, while glaring over in Charity's direction."well, that's not going to happen, ever.Got it?"
The boy nodded in reply, as he smiled.
"now why don't you go upstairs, while your Mommy and I talk.I'll come up to see you okay?"
"okay."he answered crisply, while stridding out as Jackson let him down.
As the boy was out of sight, Jackson returned his glower towards his wife.He remembered watching Charity and daniel leave, the night of one of their confrontations, instead of going to a bar and drinking himself into oblivian he decided to follow not too far behind and keep a wraps of exactlly what and who Charity was planning on doing in Harmony."you wanted a divorce?"
She remained silent, as she galred at him in shear disgust and anger knowing this was an all new low for Jackson.
"okay, maybe I deserve that."he laughed."so how are things?" he questioned as he began to walk closer to her.
Charity remained silent as she continued to watch him, come towards her.
"why so quiet, honey?Didn't think I'd catch you?"he roared knocking over the kettle and the galss that stood beside it."so,tell me is he the reason you want a divorce?Is he the one putting you up to this?"he questioned endlessly.
"you know very well, why I'm getting this divorce Jackson." she replied in anguish.
He nodded quietly, as he put his hands down on the counter.Facing Charity on the other end."was he worth it, Charity" he answered walking closer towards her."did he make you call out his name, in shear extasy?Regret the day you ever left him."
"you are one sick bastard."she replied, while pacing herself away from him."you knew I was here all along."
"yeah, I did" he answered her, while grabbing her by the root of her hair and pulling her closer to him."and to tell you the truth I don't appreciate, comming home to an un-faithfull wife."
Charity scremt out in pain."let go of me."she sputtered out, wincing in the pain.
"you want me to let go?" he repeated as he roared, slamming her back against the wall."do you have any idea what it did to me to see you in his arms, it killed me."he looked her directly in the eyes, noticing the fear come across hers."how could you, do this to me...to our son.Charity, I loved you---"
"don't you play this off like you acctually gave a damn about me and Daniel---you never loved us,"she gasped out in pain, feeling a shortness in breath."if you did, I would of never left."
"you're wrong."he screamt, tears forming in his eyes."I loved you more than I could ever imagined, and when I saw you wil him--" he paused tears falling from his dark eyes."it tore me apart, I hate you!"he thundered while slapping her across the face, so hard she fell her fore-head coliding with the marbel counter as her body fell to the ground.
That was her breaking point, she had spent too long at the other end of Jackson's fist.Idioticly thinking he'd change...thinking that every time he hit her, it was out of love.Love that she so desperately wanted to have in return, three years she put herself through this hell telling herself that Jackson's problems where some how her doing, and that this wouldn't be forever.She hated herself for that, and she'd rather die, than let Jackson win.It took everything in her to pick herself up, and more to lunge at him only for him to grasp her wrists and throw her back against the wall.
"ah ah ah, Charity."he spoke, while holding Charity against the wall."you wouldn't want to hurt me, now wouldn't you."
"what have you done to me?"she breathed out, feeling herself become weaker and weaker.
"I had a feeling with this new attitude of yours you'd try to fight back."he explained, while kneeling to her.Finding pleasure in her present stance, defenseless."so I decided I'd slip you a bit of this in your tea" he shook a small blue vile infront of her face."one for each day you were gone, they must be taking their full effect by now."
"the footsteps..."she whispered, as her mind recollected"I wasn't dreaming."
" 'fraid not,"
"you can't kill me, Jackson...please, just think about Daniel."she pleadefd hoping Jackson had some form of decentcy left in him.
"Daniel will be just fine!" he snapped."after you're dead, they'll deam me full custody of him and he and I willl never set foot back in Harmony again."
"you'll never get away with this,"she moaned."it's too risky, all evidence will point to you."
"that's where you've faultered my love,"he answered while stroking her hair."right now there's a message on your answering machine, stating that I'm comming over to spend some time with my son and I'd like to make amends to fix our marriage...so that takes away motives."he spoke in a cocky mannor."and if you can see this room is in a big mess, it almost seems as if you were abducted by sick minded burglar, that's our murder scene.See, there is no way your cop boyfriend, could bring all of this back to me and if there is...well I'm afraid I'll just have to kill him too!" he ended while laughing."funny how these things go,huh, here you were trying as hard as you could to get away from me, possibly hook back up with you're ex...start a whole new life here, I mean I can see why it's a beautiful place..."he trailed on while looking at her."all for nothing."
Charity's eyes remained fixaded on him, as she watched him pull out a knife the silver glimmering in her eyes.He kissed her in a abrasive style while slowly pushing it into her stomach, and pulling it out once more.The more Jackson would push the knife into Charity the more her tears would overflow and fall off of her cheeks, falling quietly to the floor.It didn't take too long for Charity to close her eyes, and lay motionless across the kitchen floor.
His figertips traced Charity's arm, as he lifted it.He kissed it softly as tears fell from his eyes."I love you."he whimpered out, as he let her hand fall to the floor and he got up placing the knife in some sort of paper and securing it in his back pocket.He washed his hand violently washing off all of the blood, ever so often looking at Charity's lifeless corps on the floor.
"hey little man,"the boy turned to his father as he appeared at the door.
Daniel remained silent, only giving of a faint smile.
"what are you doing?"Jackson asked walking to where his son sat.
"playing cars."he replied.
"oh, so I guess...you're too busy to spend some time with you're old man."he went on pretending to be offended.
"never!I'll always have time for you Daddy."suddenly his smile turned into a frown, as he looked up at his father."why where you yelling at Mommy?"
Jackson stared blankly at the boy before sitting down beside him."Mommy just makes you're Daddy mad sometimes."
The boys eyes saddened at his fathers statement."so,we aren't a familly anymore."
"listen to me, I love you and your mother more than anything and we'll always be a familly...no matter what."
Daniel smiled, as he hugged Jackson tightly."I never want to leave you ever again."
"you won't have to."he replied with a smile, singular tears falling from his eyes more profusely than ever before."hey,why don't we go out for awhile...just me and you what do you say?"
He knodded, as Jackson ruffled around with is hair.
"c'mon."
As Daniel and his father headed out of the house, Daniel's eyes searched for any sight of his mother but there was none...and that made Daniel worry.His father told him that she was busy, and she would be sure to be there when they came back but Daniel knew she would of atleast come, out to see him leave she always did.
Memories, from her life ran through her mind vividly as she lay unconsious in a pool of crimson.The last being of Daniel, from the day he was born, to when he spoke his first word and took his first steps.Her sweet little boy, he always told her that he was a man...and in many ways he was,but, in many ways he was still a little boy.A little boy that was going to loose his mother,she tried with everything in her to fight for his happiness, but she failed, failed herself aswell as Daniel.She didn't deserve to live, after all she put her little boy through...she didn't deserve to see him smile and laugh one more time, or here one more of his jokes.She deffinately didn't deserve, to see him grow up and see the wonderfull man he would of grown to be.
And with all that self hatred inside her thoughts, Charity let herself slip deeper and deeper away from herself until she was no more.
Faith stood at the door fumbling through her purse, searching for the keys.She smiled as she found them at the deep end of the bag, she braught it up to the lock as she felt the door push itself open.that's strange. she thought to herself as she entered."Charity,Danny I'm home." she called into the house, silence greeting her.
"Charity?...Daniel?" she called out once more, as her heels clacked against the wooden floor.As silence greeted her once more her worried began to resurface.She hoped that the door being opened was an honest mistake, and that the stillness of the house was mearly because no one was home.She picked up the pace in her movement, to confirm that her worries were just that.
"Dan---oh my God!" she sreecked, as he quivering hand rested on her mouth."Charity!?"