TIL DEATH DO WE PART – Chapter 2

Jessica pulled into the driveway of Cristian and Natalie's house, got out and walked up the walkway. She reached to ring the doorbell while taking a long deep breath. Natalie opened the door to her sister, Jessica stepped inside. Cristian was waiting for them in the living room.

"Natalie . . . did you make the arrangements," Jessica asked.

"Yes . . . but Jessica are you sure about this, it's going to be very dangerous," Natalie questioned.

"Nat, I had always believed that Antonio would be found innocent . . . but when the jury came back with the guilty verdict something . . . something inside of me went off. It was like in that instant I knew what I would have to do. I can't lose Antonio . . . I just can't."

"You're doing the right thing Jess. Antonio is my brother and I'll do whatever it takes to help you both . . . just give me the word and it's done," Cristian said fervently.

"Thank you, I know you want to help but the less you know the better, that way if they question you . . . you won't be held as accessories. Antonio tried the legal system and it failed him, now it's my turn to right the wrong . . . any way I can," Jessica said intently.

"Here's the number you are to contact," Natalie handed the paper to Jessica.

"Thanks Nat."

Reaching in her pocket Jessica pulled out the notes she had written to Vicki. "Please give this to mom after . . . well you'll know when, it will at least explain things to her and give her my love."

Hugging each other good-bye, Natalie and Cristian walked Jessica to the door. "Stay in touch, ok Jess."

"I will Cristian, when it's safe . . . I'll call." Jessica smiled and left.

Jessica got in her car and took her cell phone from her purse. She looked at the number on the piece of paper Natalie gave her and dialed it. The person on the other side of the phone gave her instructions to meet at a certain location. She said, "Ok, I'll be there." Turning her phone off, putting it back in her purse . . . then she took her car lighter and burnt the number. "No traces," she thought. Then starting her car, she drove off.

Back in the jail cell Antonio sat . . . still not believing the events that had unfolded these last few months. It all seemed like a blur, he would close his eyes and open them again praying that it was all a bad dream. When his eyes would open he would be home with Jessica and Jamie, living the life with the ones he loved. But unfortunately it was not . . . he was still in the cold cell alone. Antonio knew it wouldn't be long before they came for him to transport him to prison. He already missed Jessica . . . her voice . . . her eyes . . . her touch . . . her kisses . . . everything about her was heightened to him in that moment, knowing that he would never be with her again.