On Your Mind
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Chapter Ten
"PHILIPPE! PHILIPPE!" Lisa screamed urgently, shrinking up against her car door. Where is he? Did he leave me with this madman?
"Ssh, Leese," whispered Jackson, a wide grin plastered upon his face. "No one's going to bother us, let alone that pest."
She whimpered as his hand reached out to touch her cheek. She tried to turn her face away from him, but his grip tightened and he went as far as to dig his nails into her skin to keep her looking at him. Lisa was trembling all over and her breathing quickened.
No, not again. This has to be a nightmare.
"Miss me, Leese? I know I missed you." His silky voice had a soothing quality and it threatened to lure her into a false sense of security.
This is Jackson; this is the man that tried to kill me. He raped me, nearly murdered me in my home, and kidnapped my baby. I'll never be safe with him.
"No," she spoke softly, her lips quivering. "No Jackson, don't…"
Jackson grabbed her by her shoulders and she gasped as he roughly shook her. "Don't what, Leese? Speak up, I can't hear you!"
"Don't hurt my baby! Do what you want to me, but don't hurt her!" she blurted out just before the tears began to fall.
He let out a short laugh that caused her to cringe. "Is that all this is about? You just want Abby back?"
"Abby?"
"Our daughter, Lisa. The one that you abandoned, remember?" he snarled, moving his hands to her throat; moving to punish her.
Lisa gagged and coughed as he pressed her against the window and smirked at her pained expression. "That's it, that's right, don't fight it," he coaxed.
No, I have to fight… I have to fight… My baby… Philippe, Philippe, where's my baby?
A harsh knock on the window caused Jackson to drop her. She choked and fought for unrestricted air. The dizziness accompanied by the loss of air subsided when she realized just whom Jackson's icy glare was fixated on. It was Philippe. He was disheveled and bleeding, but he was there. He had come to help her.
"Philippe!" she tried to scream. Please, save me from him!
Suddenly, the car tires squealed and Lisa was forced to watch Philippe disappear from view as Jackson sped off in the hijacked car, kidnapping her.
Lisa sank into her seat as the hopelessness of the situation filled her. She wanted to disappear at that moment; to escape Jackson and his coming wrath. He would hurt her for disobeying and shooting him. Torture was coming her way…
A harsh back-hand across the face kept her from sinking into her safe state. "Don't think I don't know about your little catatonic state trick, Lisa," Jackson said, then spat in disgust his next words. "Dr. Carter was more than willing to tell me all about you. He sold you out, Lisa."
"Liar…"
"Why do you think I was able to get you so easily? Your friend, Dr. Carter, was helping me the entire time. He was always on my side. He worked for me."
"No! No!" Lisa cried in fury, striking out at Jackson with her fists; hitting, punching, and slapping every inch of him that she could reach. No, Philippe would never do that! He's not that type of person!
Jackson slammed on the brakes and spun around to face her. Unbridled anger shone in his crystalline blue eyes and Lisa froze.
"No, Jackson…"
He was smiling brightly as he grasped her head firmly and slammed it into the passenger side window.
She could feel his lips on her ear as she slummed over in her seat. "You've been a bad girl, Lisa. Bad girls are punished…" His words were a promise of the pain to come.
Philippe, help me…stop him… You're the only one who believes me…you have to help me… He's lying…
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Jackson was elated. He had his Lisa back in his possession. She would never leave him again. She never failed to disappoint him either with her pitiful attempts to fight back. Her spirit was enamoring.
Not that she will ever win. Only one person can have control and I'm the one in control. She's my pawn and the sooner she realizes it and accepts it, the better off her life will be. As long as she misbehaves, she will be punished.
That fool of a psychiatrist had fallen directly into his trap. He had handed Lisa right to him when he had wheeled her from the hospital into the parking lot. There was no denying the pain that Lisa had caused him when she had cried out his name in desperation.
Not that it mattered. The psychiatrist would walk into his home as eagerly as a clueless fly enters a spider's web.
Part of Lisa's punishment would be to watch her supposed 'savior' die by his hands. Of course, he would keep up the pretense that this Philippe had been working for him the entire time. Lisa would understand why Philippe had to die and thank him for killing the psychiatrist.
Everything that I do is for her own good.
Jackson stroked her hair and carefully clicked her seat belt into place. The sight of her limp body pleased him. She was peaceful at the moment and she was his.
She always was…she never belonged to anyone else.
He gently gripped her left hand and slipped the wedding ring onto her ring finger. The marriage license and other necessary paperwork were already in his jacket pocket. All they need was to make a trip to the justice of the peace and have Lisa say 'I do'. Then it would be official.
He had the leverage to make her agree to the marriage. He had the dress hanging in her closet. The appointment was made. All he needed was to clean her up and let her have one good look at her daughter.
As long as he had Abby, Lisa would toe the line.
She will love me eventually though and Abby will no longer matter. She will act of her own free will and not because of force. She will do it out of love.
He bent over and gave his unconscious wife-to-be a kiss. He adjusted her body into a more comfortable position and returned his attention to road in front of him. It was time to take Lisa to her new home and then to their wedding. Plus, he would have to ditch the stolen car sooner or later or he would be risking jail time. Time that Lisa would use to escape him.
No more running for you, Leese… There's nowhere left to hide from me.
Author's Notes:
Jackson's warped mind is hard at work. Poor Lisa was in such shock that she was helpless to fight back. No worries, Philippe is going to do his best to hunt them down. Hopefully everyone likes this chapter! Enjoy and thanks for all the reviews!