Alicia's Revenge: Chapter Twelve
Faith was running. She couldn't catch up with Logan and Liv. They were too far ahead, running on the pier, and she feared that they would forget and run right off.
" Logan, Olivia! Wait for mommy! Wait for mommy!" Faith screamed. Her legs turned to useless sticks of butter, as she fell on the splintery wood.
Gasping, she watched as her children ran closer and closer to the edge.
From out of nowhere, Alicia jumped out and grabbed each of the children by the hair. She turned and gave Faith an evil smile, before throwing herself and the kids over the edge.
Faith began to scream over and over again. "No! No! Don't touch them! Don't touch them! I'll kill you!"
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Bosco groaned and rolled over. It was 12:30. They had been in bed for four hours and Faith had had the same dream twice before this.
Bosco rubbed his eyes and let out a big yawn. He hadn't been this tired in weeks. As soon as they had gotten home, they had put the kids to bed, shut the ringer off on the phone and went to bed themselves. Faith wasn't handling things well. She had been so freaked out that he had to give her sleeping pills, which ended up giving her nightmares.
He put a hand on her shoulder, gently shaking her. " I'm here, babe. Wake up. You're having a bad dream".
She bolted upright in the bed. Sweat was streaming down her face and neck. The blankets on her side of the bed were all twisted as she fought her invisible assailant.
She looked for him, he was already there, his arms outstretched, waiting for her. Gratefully, she scooted over and hid in the warmth of his embrace. His arms were strong around her. She buired her head in the crook of his shoulder, the tears not far behind.
He held her as she cried. The same thing he had done the past two times she had woken up that night. He petted her hair and rubbed her back, whispering words of love and comfort she so desperately needed to hear.
" She's not gonna get them, Faith. We have the monitor on in here, remember"? he said, as he held her close.
" She's never gonna leave us alone, Bos! We'll never be free of her! I can't go on this way...what are we gonna do"? she cried, over and over again.
He answered her the same way each time she asked. " We'll get through it, together. Just like we always do".
He was amazed with himself. Here he was, giving words of comfort and solace to his wife. His wife. How he had changed in the past few years. He was still the same old guy, yes, but he was changing in more ways than one. He was proud of himself for being twice the man his father was. He was a good husband and father. That was more than he could say for Raymond.
She had broken through that barrier that always kept him on the outside. Safe from commitment, from revealing who he was. She had brought the scared little boy to the crossroads and he had emerged a man. Stronger than he ever thought he could be.
She was passion. She was life. He still couldn't believe that she had chosen him. She brought out the best in him. When he was with her he was safe. He could be decent and caring and passionate. He could be himself and not worry that she would think less of him.
He pondered these things as he held the woman he loved, against his chest. The moonlight flooded the room with a pale glow, sweeping across the bed. It would have been incredibly romantic, if it hadn't been for the days events.
He stared at her profile as she slept. Her blond hair lay softly over her bare shoulders. She was beautiful. Funny how he had worked with her and kept his feelings to himself. He didn't know how he had done it for so long. If he had had any idea of how great they would be together, he would have pressed for it a lot sooner. Then maybe Emily and Charlie would still be here.
He sighed, thinking of her two little ones that lay in the ground. He missed them. Missed the way they would come running to him for hugs. He missed taking them to Central Park for icecream.
One thing was for sure. He wasn't gonna let Alicia ruin his family. He had to figure out a plan. He knew that he had to set her up. He had to make everyone think that it was self defense.
As he sat in bed, a plan started to form in the back of his brain. He knew that he had to kill Alicia. But how?
TBC
Faith was running. She couldn't catch up with Logan and Liv. They were too far ahead, running on the pier, and she feared that they would forget and run right off.
" Logan, Olivia! Wait for mommy! Wait for mommy!" Faith screamed. Her legs turned to useless sticks of butter, as she fell on the splintery wood.
Gasping, she watched as her children ran closer and closer to the edge.
From out of nowhere, Alicia jumped out and grabbed each of the children by the hair. She turned and gave Faith an evil smile, before throwing herself and the kids over the edge.
Faith began to scream over and over again. "No! No! Don't touch them! Don't touch them! I'll kill you!"
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Bosco groaned and rolled over. It was 12:30. They had been in bed for four hours and Faith had had the same dream twice before this.
Bosco rubbed his eyes and let out a big yawn. He hadn't been this tired in weeks. As soon as they had gotten home, they had put the kids to bed, shut the ringer off on the phone and went to bed themselves. Faith wasn't handling things well. She had been so freaked out that he had to give her sleeping pills, which ended up giving her nightmares.
He put a hand on her shoulder, gently shaking her. " I'm here, babe. Wake up. You're having a bad dream".
She bolted upright in the bed. Sweat was streaming down her face and neck. The blankets on her side of the bed were all twisted as she fought her invisible assailant.
She looked for him, he was already there, his arms outstretched, waiting for her. Gratefully, she scooted over and hid in the warmth of his embrace. His arms were strong around her. She buired her head in the crook of his shoulder, the tears not far behind.
He held her as she cried. The same thing he had done the past two times she had woken up that night. He petted her hair and rubbed her back, whispering words of love and comfort she so desperately needed to hear.
" She's not gonna get them, Faith. We have the monitor on in here, remember"? he said, as he held her close.
" She's never gonna leave us alone, Bos! We'll never be free of her! I can't go on this way...what are we gonna do"? she cried, over and over again.
He answered her the same way each time she asked. " We'll get through it, together. Just like we always do".
He was amazed with himself. Here he was, giving words of comfort and solace to his wife. His wife. How he had changed in the past few years. He was still the same old guy, yes, but he was changing in more ways than one. He was proud of himself for being twice the man his father was. He was a good husband and father. That was more than he could say for Raymond.
She had broken through that barrier that always kept him on the outside. Safe from commitment, from revealing who he was. She had brought the scared little boy to the crossroads and he had emerged a man. Stronger than he ever thought he could be.
She was passion. She was life. He still couldn't believe that she had chosen him. She brought out the best in him. When he was with her he was safe. He could be decent and caring and passionate. He could be himself and not worry that she would think less of him.
He pondered these things as he held the woman he loved, against his chest. The moonlight flooded the room with a pale glow, sweeping across the bed. It would have been incredibly romantic, if it hadn't been for the days events.
He stared at her profile as she slept. Her blond hair lay softly over her bare shoulders. She was beautiful. Funny how he had worked with her and kept his feelings to himself. He didn't know how he had done it for so long. If he had had any idea of how great they would be together, he would have pressed for it a lot sooner. Then maybe Emily and Charlie would still be here.
He sighed, thinking of her two little ones that lay in the ground. He missed them. Missed the way they would come running to him for hugs. He missed taking them to Central Park for icecream.
One thing was for sure. He wasn't gonna let Alicia ruin his family. He had to figure out a plan. He knew that he had to set her up. He had to make everyone think that it was self defense.
As he sat in bed, a plan started to form in the back of his brain. He knew that he had to kill Alicia. But how?
TBC