CHAPTER 6 - Replacement.

At 9pm Junior had fallen to sleep in my arms watching Knight Rider. I carried him up to his bed and placed him softly in it.

I watched him sleeping for a while I couldn't pull myself away. He looked so peaceful and innocent; he had so much to learn.

I heard voices downstairs and the front door close. I closed Junior's bedroom door quietly and then began to walk down the stairs. I stopped in my tracks when I saw the tall, stocky guy stood in the living room with his arms around Stacey; she had her arms around him too. My blood boiled.

"I've missed you" he told her "I thought I'd done something wrong when you phoned to cancel on me last night" she must have had a date with him last night that's why Junior wasn't here, she must have called him while I was in the shower.

"Something just came up" she explained.

"it sorted now?" he asked

"No but it's nothing you should worry about it" she said smiling nervously. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her passionately I had to close my eyes and count to ten to stop myself from running down the stairs and pummelling this guy. They came out of the kiss and hugged she looked over his shoulder and saw me on the stairs. She made a small discreet hand gesture for me to go back upstairs. I obeyed, I owed her that much. I stood at the top of the stairs out of sight listening to them.

"You done any more thinking about what I asked you?" he asked

"A little. There's just so much going on right now babe," she told him

"Take your time," he told her "am I seeing you tomorrow?" he asked her.

"Er… I don't know I'll call you" she said quickly.

"Ok I'll speak to you tomorrow"

"Sure your ok?"

"yeah I'm fine" she answered. It went silent they were obviously kissing again then I heard the door close. He had left. "You can come down now" she called up the stairs.

"He seems nice" I tried making small talk acting like I didn't care but I did.

"He is and your making me lie to him" she said sitting on the couch and flicking the TV channels.

"I didn't make you do anything" I defended myself.

"he's an ex cop Dom" she said getting up and walking in to the kitchen. She went to the fridge and pulled out the carton of orange juice. I stood watching her leaning on the door to the kitchen. She poured some in to a glass and then put it back in the fridge.

"My replacement is an ex cop!" I exclaimed "does he know who you are?" I asked

"who doesn't Dom?" she asked leaning on the counter facing me "we were like cops best criminals they all wanted to be the ones to arrest us"

That was true. No matter where we went there was always a cop waiting to nail us. "How long you been with him?"

"I told you a year and a half"

"You ever think he got close to you cause the whole Spilner thing was being set up? That he was sent to win you over in case I showed up when the shit went down?" I asked her. She starred at me knowing I could be right. To be honest I was being an arsehole I just wanted her to break up with him.

"Why would he tell me he's an ex cop? And how would they know you'd run here? They cant touch you anyway your in another country"

"Maybe just be careful" I warned her "I don't want you to get hurt"

"only your allowed to hurt me right?" she asked leaving the room.

"Are you just gonna keep having digs at me?" I asked as she walked past me.

"Yeah" she smiled sitting on the couch.

I sat besides her starring at her as she watched the TV. I remembered a time when I saved her from hurt, violence, and disappointment…

Vince, my dad and me were all working on the Dodge. It was a really hot day, I couldn't believe how hot it was, every house in the street had its windows and doors open.

There was mumbled shouting coming from Stacey's house across the street. They had been living there about a year; her dad had showed up two months previous and ever since then there had been nothing but shouting and crying coming from inside the house.

I had asked Stacey out and we had been on a few dates at this point. The dates we had been on since her dad arrived had been different she acted really strangely, she always wanted one of the guys and Letty to come with us "so it doesn't look like a date" she had told me.

I asked her a hundred times what's was going on over there but she wouldn't tell me. She had been over our house for dinner too, met my mom and dad. Whenever my dad would raise his hand to give her something she would flinch.

Every time the shouting got louder I would look up and over at the house. My dad would look at me waiting for me to react but I didn't I went back to the job at hand.

I heard Stacey scream I stood up from my position under the bonnet. I threw down the wrench I was using and began to walk across the street.

She screamed again "HELP, HELP," I began to run across the road. I heard Dad and Vince drop their tools and come running to.

It felt like I was running in slow motion. I got to the door and pulled open the first swing door then the main door. Her dad was kneeling down in the hall way near the stairs her legs where underneath him.

"No, no, no" she was crying.

I got a handful of his shirt and pulled him as hard as I could off her throwing him a few metres away from her. I stood over her observing her, I didn't know what to do now, I was in shock. I was only 16 and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Her top was ripped open exposing her black lacy bra, her flies and button on her jeans where open.

I offered my hand out to her to take she sat up curled up in to a ball against the stairs and began to sob.

"You little fucker" her dad began towards me. My dad stopped him before he could strike me.

"Stacey baby it's me, it's Dom" I said kneeling down so I was at her level. I tried to ignore the sounds of my dad and her dad fighting. I wanted to get her out of here so I fought the urge to turn around and see what was going on. I placed my hand on her bare shoulder and she looked up at me. Eyes puffy red and wet from her tears. She didn't reach out for me but I knew it was what she wanted me to do so I picked her up. I took her over to my house and lay her on my bed. I stroked her hair and told her everything was going to be ok as she sobbed herself to sleep.

She was still watching the TV still smiling. "It's rude to stare" she told me.

I picked up the pillow from behind me and hit her with it in the face. She laughed and picked up another pillow that was lay on the couch and we began to have a fight. We were like a couple of teenagers flirting and laughing. It was nice to laugh. I had let her get a few shots in and decided to change the pace I got hold of her arms and tripped her over. Holding her as she fell so she didn't fall hard. Once she was on the floor I pinned her down using my hands to hold her down at her wrists.

"Think your tough now do you?" I asked looking down at her.

"Cant take it that I was beating you at yet another thing?" she asked

"What else have you beat me at?" I asked

"racing. We both know I was the better racer you never once beat me" she boasted. It was true; she was a better racer than me. I had never beat her. When she left for Mexico I was crowned king of racing. That was probably the only good thing that came of her leaving. "Let me up" she said wriggling.

"you keep doing that and you ain't goin anywhere" I joked.

"Dom let me up, if Junior comes down and sees us like this…" she began

"He's spark out and he'll just think we are playing" I interrupted "but if we were doing this…" I began towards her lips.

Her mouth was open and she was scanning my face with her eyes as I got closer to her. My lips reached hers and to my surprise she kissed me back. I could feel the urgency in her kiss; she had wanted this just as much as I had.

I released her right hand so I could use my hand to feel her face. She put her hand on my back and pulled me closer to her pushing her nails in to my back. I let go of her other wrist and as soon as I did her hand was on my back. I stopped kissing her and looked in to her eyes as I ran my hand down her body. Her skin was so soft. She had put a tank top over her bikini top so when I ran my hand over her breasts there wasn't much restricting the feeling.

She closed her eyes as I reached her stomach I pushed her top up so my hand was on her skin. She felt amazing. I reached down to her shorts; I kissed her as I undid the button.

"stop" she said wriggling away from me again. "Stop" she said again pushing my hand away from her shorts. "I'm with Mark," she said.

"ok, ok" I said a little disappointed looking in to her eyes. "I'm not gonna rush you in to us again" I told her

"I'm not sure there still is an us Dom," she said

"I still love you, you know," I said softly placing my hand on the side of her cheek and pulling her face towards me so I could kiss her.

"I love you too," she said moving her head away from mine so I couldn't kiss her. "But I'm with Mark and he doesn't deserve this"

"I need a cold shower," I said leaning over her. We both laughed.

AUTHOR NOTE: HEY ALL JUST A QUICK NOTE TO SAY THANKS FOR THE REVEIWS AND SCOTTISH LASS I WASN'T OFFENDED AND I'M THANKFUL THAT YOU ARE BEING HONEST BUT I HAD TO BRING JUNIOR IN ITS ALL IN MY PLAN YOU WILL SEE SOON.

I HAVE A LITTLE IDEA OF WHERE THIS IS GOING BUT STILL NOT SURE SO PLEASE KEEP READING SOMETHING WILL HAPPEN SOON PROMISE.