Killing Me Softly.
Opening Thoughts-Yet another long one, I hope you like it!
Still as if in a picture it stood, for miles and miles.It had almost seemed as if the town had put itself into a hush as the word of what had happened the night before.Nothing moved, it seemed as if birds didn't even dare fly the sky was so clear and vibrant the streets were somewhat filled but still motionless.Winds blew softly, as the sun began to rise itself as it once did the mourning before, lightning every inch of darkness that came into its path.
Luis inched the room as he walked, to the coffe machine and back to Hank once more.Both pacific, as they felt a slight breeze creep through the open door, meak yet harsh throwing some nearby papers off a desk ever so gingerly as they lay soft and scattered all over the floor.
"here,"he finally spoke up handing Hank a paper cup.
Hank took it with a slight nod, he was closemothed as he looked onto his desk where some papers were.His eyes followed Luis slightly as he reahced down to pick up the papers which had slid themsleves onto the floor he observed them indepthly before speaking once more.
"so this Olivia Borrows? Who was she?"
Hank paused landing the small paper cup on his desk and clearing his throat."she was a former girlfriend of Jackson's, broke up with him about a few days before she was killed."
Luis' looks, hardened expressions as he listened to Hank.
"yeah, they finally arrested another close friend of hers tottally by-passing Jackson as a possible suspect?"
"how the hell could that happen?"
"he was a sneaky bastard,Jackson was the one that lead all of the police officers to believe her friend...'Ray' would do something so heinace, something about a crime of passion."
Luis huffed while crossing his arms and leaning against a nearby desk.
"a few weeks later, 'Craig Meuller' was killed in a fatal car crash and his body was never recovered."
"so Jackson Monroe?..."
" nothing but an illegitamate name," Hank nodded with a dry smile"just in case anyone ever wised up to him, he changed states, names appearances I guess that's how he ran into Charity."
The conversation was cut short by a ruccus brewing itself in the jail cell where Jackson was being kept until his trial was carried out.Both Luis and Hank rose from their posts as they hurried over to the miserable fiend, shaking his jail confindments to no end and scaring the young security guard that sat with him beyond all meaning.
"what's the matter with him?" Luis questioned glaring over at him.
"nothing's wrong with me,"Jackson snarled as he clenched the jail bars, and leaned against them.Changing his behavior from unreasonably feckless to calm and selective he observed the men in the room, while giving off an icy smile"so what's the verdict ? Life, death? I know your just dying to tell me what's my punishment---no pun intended."he snickered suavely.
Hank narrowed his eyes to the man as he approached the cell, at that point knowing exactlly why Miguel wanted to kill the man on the spot." you are seriously erratic, have you any idea what you've done?"
"no." Jackson hissed sarcasticlly " I figure I should have a few laughs before, I bite the big one."
The men exchanged grim looks between them, as they foccused back at Jackson who was loving every minute of it.
"how could you put your own son upto something like that ?" Luis roared while giving jackson a chilling stare" asking a three year old boy to help you get away with his own mother's murder," the man approached the cell" if it's death that you'll be facing, I'll personally be front and center to watch someone as digusting as you be killed."
Jackson turned his back to everyone at the word of Daniel.After he was captured and put in jail, he was told of what his son did in order to save his mother, he never would've thought his own flesh and blood would betray him in that way, but even so he still loved him, and the thought of never seeing him again shook him to his core.
The night of his arrest, some doctor Russle came to take his blood test.He was tooken aback and he wondered if this lady even heard about half of the things he had done, with that even in mind she still took his blood never saying as much as a word to Jacskon,or even anyone else in the room allong with her, she stood minutes after everything was done looking at him.A look that seemed as if she was staring straight into his soul, almost racking her mind trying to figure out how he could be braught to do what he did.The look made Jackson want to die inside, even if he wasn't sorry for what he did.
She broke her gaze, half sickended and half remourcefull to what was to happen to him and then turned away to leave.That night he lay in the cold jail bed thinking about the women's expressions towards them especially why she would want the blood of a man who almost killed the woman she was tending to; The occurances plauged him to that very moment when Daniel was mentioned and everything became perfectlly clear to him.
He whipped around compleatly out his thoughts facing an empty jail cell."hey!" he bellowed racking the jail bars recklessly to call attention to himself"hey!" he screamt once more, waiting for someone to walk in.
"what do yo want?"Luis thundered as he walked in.
"I need to make a call."
Luis dismissed it, turning his back to him and begining to walk away.
"it's important!" he called with a touch of sincerity.
As sun beams lightly touched him, he groaned in annoyance with the world while rolling over facing the phone that rang with no end.With a slight curse escaping him he rolled over once more trying to ignore the damn thing and try to get back to sleep but the phone kept on ringing boldly, until Miguel finally arose and picked it up.
"what?" he spoke in a raspy tone.
"how did you get my number?" Miguel inquired switching the position of the phone.
The person on the other end, explained.
"I don't think there's anything I need to say to you, except I hope you burn in hell."Miguel snapped, while commmencing to hang up.
"wait! look," Jackson began" I really don't like you, and its clear you've never liked me, alright?"
Miguel reamined silent as he listened.
"with that said, I really don't think I'd use my last phone call to call you of all people if it weren't important; And it is really important,"
" but it's of your own disgretion " Jackson ended as he hung up the phone.
His final words leaving Miguel wondering what on earth could he possibly want to tell him, and, whether or not he could sit in the same room with Jackson without tearing him limb from limb.He contimplated the thought as he arose, and stood rubbing his bullet wound of where the gun had grazed him the other night.
Flashback
He turned around to meet Jackson facing him in the pitch dark night, rising his gun to him.He smiled menacingly telling him he could spent forever with his wife now, there was nothing he could do except for stand and watch, he couldn't go after him as he had wished to for if he did he'd simply be killed and Jackson would get away with all of this, but even so his death would be worth it if and when he took Jackson along with him.
And with that Miguel lunged towards him knocking the gun out of Jackson's clutches for moments on end both men faught trying desperatelly to get a hold of the gun that stood inches ahead of them.They knocked over many things around their surroundings throwing puches and more lunges both gladly willing to fight to the death.
Miguel was close to getting a hold of the gun, as Jackson kicked him out of the way.He groaned in pain, as Jackson knelt to him his hellian eyes glowering into his, as the side of his mouth was gorged in blood.
" I must say Lopez-Fitzgerald,"he laughed whipping his blood away and reaching for the gun."you really made me worry, what with you finding out about Olivia,"
"you couldn't keep it a secret for long," he responded " I knew you were heartless enough to pull something like this." he ended watching Jackson carefully, as his glances passing from the stairwell and where Jackson was standing frequently.
" I guess your right, but then again that isn't going to matter now, isn't it?" he questioned, surprised about how cool and calm Miguel was as he slowly began to face the gun towards him."bye, bye Miguel." he snickered sardonically slowly pulling the trigger, and abrutply being pummeled to the ground by Harmony's finest.
Hank and Luis then figured as Miguel left that if Jackson really did this, he would of thought Miguel's perserverance towards the case as a threat, not even to mention his relationship with his wife.They thought it as fair gain for him to go after the one person that was capable of putting him away, and so he did.On the ground Luis noticed what Jackson was about to do he went for him both of them fighting with the gun as it began to go off in many directions, breaking anything that came in it's path.
As Miguel walked in to the loby, where Jackson patientlly awaited him fingers intertwind.He stood at the opening of it, observing Jackson he was dressed in his normal attire looking a little scoffed from what had happend the other night yet he still remained somber and nonchalant, that of which made his anger re-surface.He turned around facing his brother and Hank.
"I'll take it from here, thanks." he spoke.
"I don't think we should---"
"I'm fine okay?" he snapped while asserting in anger"now go."
Both reluctantly did as he said, as the sound of a door slamming shut was heard in the silent room.Miguel approached Jackson who was still sitting waiting.
"give me one reason why I shouldn't murder you myself right now." he spoke emotionless, while encircling the desk where he so calmly stood.
"go ahead,"Jackson thwarted as he sat"kill me Miguel, do what you must to obtain the justice.I must say, you will be doing me quite a favor, I'd much rather death then rotting in a jail cell for years to come."
Miguel slammed his fist onto the desk violentlly as he faced Jackson."what the fuck do you want from me? Was this some sick way of getting back at me for everything that went on between Charity and I?"
Jackson remained still as he gave him a hostile glare.He sighed shrugging everything off before he spoke"do you honestlly think I'd spent my last few days of contatct on earth just to repay you for screwing my wife? No, I called you because of my--- my, uh, son."his voice suddenly became quiet, as he began to feel uneasy.
Miguel's stature softened sligthly as he looked upon Jackson once more" what about him?"
"you must know how it feels, to have something so...beautiful so perfect in your clutches just to have it ripped from you."
He remained hesitant with his words, as he watched Jackson."I do, its hell on earth."Miguel responded as thoughts of Maria ran through his mind.
Jackson nodded before he began once more"I remember when I first held him, he was so small and innocent...my little boy."he ended as he felt his heart fall, and his world beginning to crash right infront of his very eyes"but, when I looked into his eyes, I knew." he nodded his eyes glossy with tears."I always knew, even though I spent most of our lives telling myself that I was the one and that what I saw was nothing." he looked up at Miguel, still calm although he felt like breaking down.
"I want you to take care of your son," he began borring straight into his eyes"give him the life he's always deserved."he ended while standing his head sligtly bowed as he walked to the door and buzzed in for the guards to take him away.
Miguel stood, his heart and mind racing as he watched the guards take Jackson away' take care of your son.' His words repeated themselves in him as he felt winded.He found himself driving the words still piercing him, Daniel was his.He didn't have to wonder how? Or if this was a mistake, their wasn't any way to disprove something that was true...
///Flashback///
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He reached out for her, as she flinched away wipping stray tears from her eyes."don't touch me," she managed mummble out through her tears.
"what do you want me to do?" he spoke a certain tone of pleading in his voice" I'll do anything, just dont turn me away...don't leave Charity."
She nodded franticlly, running her hands through her hair and walking back to her suitcase."NO, Miguel there isn't anything you CAN do, this can't work it never will."
"how do you know!?" he roared, frustrated that she wasn't giving them a fair chance." you were the one that told me that love could surpass anything? Why can't you just trust that now?" he questioned.
"I was wrong." she roared back glaring at him" was I ever wrong, to think love was acctually something I could rely on to be happy." she began rumidging through her things" putting on my rose colored glaces, to ignore what was really going on, but I know now that love really isn't enough to keep me here, it never will be anymore!"
"that's not true and you know it."
"don't even start telling me what I know and don't know, your really in no place for that anymore" Charity asserted."just leave Miguel, you're really waisting your time."
"I'm not going anywhere."Miguel equally asserted"not until you realize what a big mistake you'll me making if you leave."he spoke raising his voice.
"mistake!?" Charity thundered, as she sound of the rain falling violently could be heard around them" then what do you want me to do Miguel, stay here and sit through this----pretending I was never hurt by how you betrayed me," she started" or that you never played me for a fool for all this time.I can't and I won't do that to myself," she spoke her voice shaky and low"now just leave me alone, please."
He sat and watched Charity advance towards the window, watching the rain crash against it and slowly trickle towards the ground.As much as he understood why she had to leave him, he couldn't let her go not after all they've went through to be together.There had to be some way, he could get through to her and stop her from leaving for good...if there wasn't, he wasn't sure what he'd do.
"it just makes me wonder you know," she began once more her back to him," if you could lie to me about something like this."she paused her tears falling beyond control at that moment, she wished he had listend her the first time and had left her with her heartbrake in peace but he stayed she felt his eyes watching her as she stood, she clasped her arms tighly to her trying to stop her tears"I guess you were lying about everything, right ? Lying about wanting to be with me, loving me...the whole damn thing." she laughed wryly, as tears fell.
She didn't say a word else, as she stood listening to the thunder and rain she didn't care anymore if he was still around or not.Charity just stood,allowing herself to be memorized by the sound of it, trying to calm herself yet she knew nothing could ever heal her or take away what she felt.
As she stood, she felt his arms reach for her.Why did he have to make this so hard, why couldn't he just have gone away and left her alone? she thought as she quickly recoiled and stepped away from him glaring defiantly revealing all of her tears.He watched her deeply as while approaching her once more, slowly he reahced out for her once more, his hands yearningly touched her cheek.
Charity looked at him trying to maintain her self control, as his lips caressed each tear that fell down her cheek wanting so bad to stop the pain he had caused. Slowly and gentlly leading her against the wall.As she shut her eyes firmly trying to dimish him in her mind, part of her wanted to brush him off and slap him for being so stubborn,storming away with only himself to blame, yet another part of her screamed for him not to stop, for him to go deeper.She despised herself for the power Miguel had over her, she could swear she hated him and that what he was doing had no affect on her all falling as lies on his touches.
"please dont..." she managed to breath through her tears, as her eyes fluttered open meeting with his.
"I've never lied about loving you," he simply replied his lips softly grazing her as he made his way to hers.
She wanted so badly to object to him, as he spoke on. His fingers tips playing with her shirt buttons.She felt his lips as they moved away her lips and made their way down to her neck, and selfishly down to her chest.
"please, don't deny me." he begged in a husky tone, feeling her body push awy from his.
She hesitated slightly, as her lips touched his and felt herself fall deeper into his seduction.He gave her gentle nipping kisses, while drawing her closer to him becoming more vehement and urgent.
It took everything she had for her to pull away from him,"no" she began softly as she walked past his embraces her entire body quivering softly from desires she could no longer contain.She shook her head forcefully as she repeated it with more strength in her tone"no," she faced paused in her steps slightly "I'm leaving! Miguel, nothing you could---" she paused knowing she'd be lying, to him and herself but she didn't care he had to leave."do...or say to change that."
"fine" Miguel replied cooly, as he faced her"give up on everything we've ever wanted."
"Miguel..." she sighed angrilly.
"tell me you want me to leave!" he presssed hiding his hurt." look at me , the only person who'se ever truly known you, and tell me that everything you've said wasn't a lie and I'll leave...no confrontations, I'll set you free,"
She remained still giving him her answer in silence, while watching him leave staying strong outside. As inside she was falling apart and every inch of her ached for him, and pleaded with him to come back.
"stay."she murmered in low tone to his back as he turned to her.
Her blue orbes rested upon him, as he took her back in his arms once more kissing her softly the rain still fell and loud violent thunder could be heard rumbling in the far distance.She reached down while lifting his shirt from him, still kissing him hurridlly.As what was gentle kisses grew deeper and deeper they continued to drop their attire thunder and rain seeming to become more bold as they did so.
With ternder care and ease he layed her down, staring , with so much to say yet no way of saying them.His fingers ran along her stomach as his lips laid kisses upon it, teasing her beyond no end as subtle moans escaped her breath before he reached her, smirking gingerly at the sight.
The rain soon past, they had made love through it and most part of the night and now lay sleeping in eachother's arms somewhat peacefully.
She tried to sleep, while he held her tightly trying to be lulled by the sound of his steady herabeat.She hadn't regretted this, it was every bit and even more beautiful then she could have ever dreamed, so beautiful infact it made her doubt her desicions.The lines between what she thought was right and wrong were blurred, as she contimplated if she was setting herself up for a certain heaven or a destined hell.Charity didn't want to leave, but as much as what was right and wrong was blurred her head still knew its distinctions thought her heart wanted badly to defy them.
Reluctantly set herself free from his arms, as she gathered her clothes and things and crept away.She gave him one last look as she looked down at the engagement ring wrapped itself around her finger, with her eyes glossy and her heart breaking she tore it from its entanglements and laid it on the pillow of which she layed on moments before.One last look she gave, as she slowly backed away from him, and headed through the door closing it loud enough to wake him.
Charity sped down the stairs and out the door, leaving a note to her mother in her quick path and leaving Miguel for what she felt was right.
Opening Thoughts-Yet another long one, I hope you like it!
Still as if in a picture it stood, for miles and miles.It had almost seemed as if the town had put itself into a hush as the word of what had happened the night before.Nothing moved, it seemed as if birds didn't even dare fly the sky was so clear and vibrant the streets were somewhat filled but still motionless.Winds blew softly, as the sun began to rise itself as it once did the mourning before, lightning every inch of darkness that came into its path.
Luis inched the room as he walked, to the coffe machine and back to Hank once more.Both pacific, as they felt a slight breeze creep through the open door, meak yet harsh throwing some nearby papers off a desk ever so gingerly as they lay soft and scattered all over the floor.
"here,"he finally spoke up handing Hank a paper cup.
Hank took it with a slight nod, he was closemothed as he looked onto his desk where some papers were.His eyes followed Luis slightly as he reahced down to pick up the papers which had slid themsleves onto the floor he observed them indepthly before speaking once more.
"so this Olivia Borrows? Who was she?"
Hank paused landing the small paper cup on his desk and clearing his throat."she was a former girlfriend of Jackson's, broke up with him about a few days before she was killed."
Luis' looks, hardened expressions as he listened to Hank.
"yeah, they finally arrested another close friend of hers tottally by-passing Jackson as a possible suspect?"
"how the hell could that happen?"
"he was a sneaky bastard,Jackson was the one that lead all of the police officers to believe her friend...'Ray' would do something so heinace, something about a crime of passion."
Luis huffed while crossing his arms and leaning against a nearby desk.
"a few weeks later, 'Craig Meuller' was killed in a fatal car crash and his body was never recovered."
"so Jackson Monroe?..."
" nothing but an illegitamate name," Hank nodded with a dry smile"just in case anyone ever wised up to him, he changed states, names appearances I guess that's how he ran into Charity."
The conversation was cut short by a ruccus brewing itself in the jail cell where Jackson was being kept until his trial was carried out.Both Luis and Hank rose from their posts as they hurried over to the miserable fiend, shaking his jail confindments to no end and scaring the young security guard that sat with him beyond all meaning.
"what's the matter with him?" Luis questioned glaring over at him.
"nothing's wrong with me,"Jackson snarled as he clenched the jail bars, and leaned against them.Changing his behavior from unreasonably feckless to calm and selective he observed the men in the room, while giving off an icy smile"so what's the verdict ? Life, death? I know your just dying to tell me what's my punishment---no pun intended."he snickered suavely.
Hank narrowed his eyes to the man as he approached the cell, at that point knowing exactlly why Miguel wanted to kill the man on the spot." you are seriously erratic, have you any idea what you've done?"
"no." Jackson hissed sarcasticlly " I figure I should have a few laughs before, I bite the big one."
The men exchanged grim looks between them, as they foccused back at Jackson who was loving every minute of it.
"how could you put your own son upto something like that ?" Luis roared while giving jackson a chilling stare" asking a three year old boy to help you get away with his own mother's murder," the man approached the cell" if it's death that you'll be facing, I'll personally be front and center to watch someone as digusting as you be killed."
Jackson turned his back to everyone at the word of Daniel.After he was captured and put in jail, he was told of what his son did in order to save his mother, he never would've thought his own flesh and blood would betray him in that way, but even so he still loved him, and the thought of never seeing him again shook him to his core.
The night of his arrest, some doctor Russle came to take his blood test.He was tooken aback and he wondered if this lady even heard about half of the things he had done, with that even in mind she still took his blood never saying as much as a word to Jacskon,or even anyone else in the room allong with her, she stood minutes after everything was done looking at him.A look that seemed as if she was staring straight into his soul, almost racking her mind trying to figure out how he could be braught to do what he did.The look made Jackson want to die inside, even if he wasn't sorry for what he did.
She broke her gaze, half sickended and half remourcefull to what was to happen to him and then turned away to leave.That night he lay in the cold jail bed thinking about the women's expressions towards them especially why she would want the blood of a man who almost killed the woman she was tending to; The occurances plauged him to that very moment when Daniel was mentioned and everything became perfectlly clear to him.
He whipped around compleatly out his thoughts facing an empty jail cell."hey!" he bellowed racking the jail bars recklessly to call attention to himself"hey!" he screamt once more, waiting for someone to walk in.
"what do yo want?"Luis thundered as he walked in.
"I need to make a call."
Luis dismissed it, turning his back to him and begining to walk away.
"it's important!" he called with a touch of sincerity.
As sun beams lightly touched him, he groaned in annoyance with the world while rolling over facing the phone that rang with no end.With a slight curse escaping him he rolled over once more trying to ignore the damn thing and try to get back to sleep but the phone kept on ringing boldly, until Miguel finally arose and picked it up.
"what?" he spoke in a raspy tone.
"how did you get my number?" Miguel inquired switching the position of the phone.
The person on the other end, explained.
"I don't think there's anything I need to say to you, except I hope you burn in hell."Miguel snapped, while commmencing to hang up.
"wait! look," Jackson began" I really don't like you, and its clear you've never liked me, alright?"
Miguel reamined silent as he listened.
"with that said, I really don't think I'd use my last phone call to call you of all people if it weren't important; And it is really important,"
" but it's of your own disgretion " Jackson ended as he hung up the phone.
His final words leaving Miguel wondering what on earth could he possibly want to tell him, and, whether or not he could sit in the same room with Jackson without tearing him limb from limb.He contimplated the thought as he arose, and stood rubbing his bullet wound of where the gun had grazed him the other night.
Flashback
He turned around to meet Jackson facing him in the pitch dark night, rising his gun to him.He smiled menacingly telling him he could spent forever with his wife now, there was nothing he could do except for stand and watch, he couldn't go after him as he had wished to for if he did he'd simply be killed and Jackson would get away with all of this, but even so his death would be worth it if and when he took Jackson along with him.
And with that Miguel lunged towards him knocking the gun out of Jackson's clutches for moments on end both men faught trying desperatelly to get a hold of the gun that stood inches ahead of them.They knocked over many things around their surroundings throwing puches and more lunges both gladly willing to fight to the death.
Miguel was close to getting a hold of the gun, as Jackson kicked him out of the way.He groaned in pain, as Jackson knelt to him his hellian eyes glowering into his, as the side of his mouth was gorged in blood.
" I must say Lopez-Fitzgerald,"he laughed whipping his blood away and reaching for the gun."you really made me worry, what with you finding out about Olivia,"
"you couldn't keep it a secret for long," he responded " I knew you were heartless enough to pull something like this." he ended watching Jackson carefully, as his glances passing from the stairwell and where Jackson was standing frequently.
" I guess your right, but then again that isn't going to matter now, isn't it?" he questioned, surprised about how cool and calm Miguel was as he slowly began to face the gun towards him."bye, bye Miguel." he snickered sardonically slowly pulling the trigger, and abrutply being pummeled to the ground by Harmony's finest.
Hank and Luis then figured as Miguel left that if Jackson really did this, he would of thought Miguel's perserverance towards the case as a threat, not even to mention his relationship with his wife.They thought it as fair gain for him to go after the one person that was capable of putting him away, and so he did.On the ground Luis noticed what Jackson was about to do he went for him both of them fighting with the gun as it began to go off in many directions, breaking anything that came in it's path.
As Miguel walked in to the loby, where Jackson patientlly awaited him fingers intertwind.He stood at the opening of it, observing Jackson he was dressed in his normal attire looking a little scoffed from what had happend the other night yet he still remained somber and nonchalant, that of which made his anger re-surface.He turned around facing his brother and Hank.
"I'll take it from here, thanks." he spoke.
"I don't think we should---"
"I'm fine okay?" he snapped while asserting in anger"now go."
Both reluctantly did as he said, as the sound of a door slamming shut was heard in the silent room.Miguel approached Jackson who was still sitting waiting.
"give me one reason why I shouldn't murder you myself right now." he spoke emotionless, while encircling the desk where he so calmly stood.
"go ahead,"Jackson thwarted as he sat"kill me Miguel, do what you must to obtain the justice.I must say, you will be doing me quite a favor, I'd much rather death then rotting in a jail cell for years to come."
Miguel slammed his fist onto the desk violentlly as he faced Jackson."what the fuck do you want from me? Was this some sick way of getting back at me for everything that went on between Charity and I?"
Jackson remained still as he gave him a hostile glare.He sighed shrugging everything off before he spoke"do you honestlly think I'd spent my last few days of contatct on earth just to repay you for screwing my wife? No, I called you because of my--- my, uh, son."his voice suddenly became quiet, as he began to feel uneasy.
Miguel's stature softened sligthly as he looked upon Jackson once more" what about him?"
"you must know how it feels, to have something so...beautiful so perfect in your clutches just to have it ripped from you."
He remained hesitant with his words, as he watched Jackson."I do, its hell on earth."Miguel responded as thoughts of Maria ran through his mind.
Jackson nodded before he began once more"I remember when I first held him, he was so small and innocent...my little boy."he ended as he felt his heart fall, and his world beginning to crash right infront of his very eyes"but, when I looked into his eyes, I knew." he nodded his eyes glossy with tears."I always knew, even though I spent most of our lives telling myself that I was the one and that what I saw was nothing." he looked up at Miguel, still calm although he felt like breaking down.
"I want you to take care of your son," he began borring straight into his eyes"give him the life he's always deserved."he ended while standing his head sligtly bowed as he walked to the door and buzzed in for the guards to take him away.
Miguel stood, his heart and mind racing as he watched the guards take Jackson away' take care of your son.' His words repeated themselves in him as he felt winded.He found himself driving the words still piercing him, Daniel was his.He didn't have to wonder how? Or if this was a mistake, their wasn't any way to disprove something that was true...
///Flashback///
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He reached out for her, as she flinched away wipping stray tears from her eyes."don't touch me," she managed mummble out through her tears.
"what do you want me to do?" he spoke a certain tone of pleading in his voice" I'll do anything, just dont turn me away...don't leave Charity."
She nodded franticlly, running her hands through her hair and walking back to her suitcase."NO, Miguel there isn't anything you CAN do, this can't work it never will."
"how do you know!?" he roared, frustrated that she wasn't giving them a fair chance." you were the one that told me that love could surpass anything? Why can't you just trust that now?" he questioned.
"I was wrong." she roared back glaring at him" was I ever wrong, to think love was acctually something I could rely on to be happy." she began rumidging through her things" putting on my rose colored glaces, to ignore what was really going on, but I know now that love really isn't enough to keep me here, it never will be anymore!"
"that's not true and you know it."
"don't even start telling me what I know and don't know, your really in no place for that anymore" Charity asserted."just leave Miguel, you're really waisting your time."
"I'm not going anywhere."Miguel equally asserted"not until you realize what a big mistake you'll me making if you leave."he spoke raising his voice.
"mistake!?" Charity thundered, as she sound of the rain falling violently could be heard around them" then what do you want me to do Miguel, stay here and sit through this----pretending I was never hurt by how you betrayed me," she started" or that you never played me for a fool for all this time.I can't and I won't do that to myself," she spoke her voice shaky and low"now just leave me alone, please."
He sat and watched Charity advance towards the window, watching the rain crash against it and slowly trickle towards the ground.As much as he understood why she had to leave him, he couldn't let her go not after all they've went through to be together.There had to be some way, he could get through to her and stop her from leaving for good...if there wasn't, he wasn't sure what he'd do.
"it just makes me wonder you know," she began once more her back to him," if you could lie to me about something like this."she paused her tears falling beyond control at that moment, she wished he had listend her the first time and had left her with her heartbrake in peace but he stayed she felt his eyes watching her as she stood, she clasped her arms tighly to her trying to stop her tears"I guess you were lying about everything, right ? Lying about wanting to be with me, loving me...the whole damn thing." she laughed wryly, as tears fell.
She didn't say a word else, as she stood listening to the thunder and rain she didn't care anymore if he was still around or not.Charity just stood,allowing herself to be memorized by the sound of it, trying to calm herself yet she knew nothing could ever heal her or take away what she felt.
As she stood, she felt his arms reach for her.Why did he have to make this so hard, why couldn't he just have gone away and left her alone? she thought as she quickly recoiled and stepped away from him glaring defiantly revealing all of her tears.He watched her deeply as while approaching her once more, slowly he reahced out for her once more, his hands yearningly touched her cheek.
Charity looked at him trying to maintain her self control, as his lips caressed each tear that fell down her cheek wanting so bad to stop the pain he had caused. Slowly and gentlly leading her against the wall.As she shut her eyes firmly trying to dimish him in her mind, part of her wanted to brush him off and slap him for being so stubborn,storming away with only himself to blame, yet another part of her screamed for him not to stop, for him to go deeper.She despised herself for the power Miguel had over her, she could swear she hated him and that what he was doing had no affect on her all falling as lies on his touches.
"please dont..." she managed to breath through her tears, as her eyes fluttered open meeting with his.
"I've never lied about loving you," he simply replied his lips softly grazing her as he made his way to hers.
She wanted so badly to object to him, as he spoke on. His fingers tips playing with her shirt buttons.She felt his lips as they moved away her lips and made their way down to her neck, and selfishly down to her chest.
"please, don't deny me." he begged in a husky tone, feeling her body push awy from his.
She hesitated slightly, as her lips touched his and felt herself fall deeper into his seduction.He gave her gentle nipping kisses, while drawing her closer to him becoming more vehement and urgent.
It took everything she had for her to pull away from him,"no" she began softly as she walked past his embraces her entire body quivering softly from desires she could no longer contain.She shook her head forcefully as she repeated it with more strength in her tone"no," she faced paused in her steps slightly "I'm leaving! Miguel, nothing you could---" she paused knowing she'd be lying, to him and herself but she didn't care he had to leave."do...or say to change that."
"fine" Miguel replied cooly, as he faced her"give up on everything we've ever wanted."
"Miguel..." she sighed angrilly.
"tell me you want me to leave!" he presssed hiding his hurt." look at me , the only person who'se ever truly known you, and tell me that everything you've said wasn't a lie and I'll leave...no confrontations, I'll set you free,"
She remained still giving him her answer in silence, while watching him leave staying strong outside. As inside she was falling apart and every inch of her ached for him, and pleaded with him to come back.
"stay."she murmered in low tone to his back as he turned to her.
Her blue orbes rested upon him, as he took her back in his arms once more kissing her softly the rain still fell and loud violent thunder could be heard rumbling in the far distance.She reached down while lifting his shirt from him, still kissing him hurridlly.As what was gentle kisses grew deeper and deeper they continued to drop their attire thunder and rain seeming to become more bold as they did so.
With ternder care and ease he layed her down, staring , with so much to say yet no way of saying them.His fingers ran along her stomach as his lips laid kisses upon it, teasing her beyond no end as subtle moans escaped her breath before he reached her, smirking gingerly at the sight.
The rain soon past, they had made love through it and most part of the night and now lay sleeping in eachother's arms somewhat peacefully.
She tried to sleep, while he held her tightly trying to be lulled by the sound of his steady herabeat.She hadn't regretted this, it was every bit and even more beautiful then she could have ever dreamed, so beautiful infact it made her doubt her desicions.The lines between what she thought was right and wrong were blurred, as she contimplated if she was setting herself up for a certain heaven or a destined hell.Charity didn't want to leave, but as much as what was right and wrong was blurred her head still knew its distinctions thought her heart wanted badly to defy them.
Reluctantly set herself free from his arms, as she gathered her clothes and things and crept away.She gave him one last look as she looked down at the engagement ring wrapped itself around her finger, with her eyes glossy and her heart breaking she tore it from its entanglements and laid it on the pillow of which she layed on moments before.One last look she gave, as she slowly backed away from him, and headed through the door closing it loud enough to wake him.
Charity sped down the stairs and out the door, leaving a note to her mother in her quick path and leaving Miguel for what she felt was right.