Day-to-Day

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Chapter Thirteen

With the passing of time, Lisa and Jackson had grown closer. She had drifted farther and farther away from her father as a result; raising the growing tension and resentment between them. She did not seem to care though. If Jackson was worried about it, he showed no signs of it. He and Joe had never really seen eye-to-eye anyways and he was secretly glad for the animosity between father and daughter.

They had been together for nearly a year, when Lisa learned some shocking news that sent Jackson over the edge.

Somehow, she had become pregnant. She was excited, even though she knew that would make her more of a target and it did not bind him to her. They would never live the life that she had once dreamed of and longed for. Marriage would never work—it would just place her in more danger. Besides, how did a piece of paper matter?

Jackson took care of her and gave her large sums of money from his jobs to care for herself. She was unable to hold a job and he was not about to let her starve. They were essentially husband and wife in every way except for officially.

For once, she had greeted him without anger and with a wide smile upon her face. He noticed the difference right away.

"Lisa, what's going on?" Jackson questioned as she led him over to the couch. He was concerned about her sudden attitude change.

"I've got some news," she smiled.

He waited expectantly for her to say something. Anything.

"Jackson…. I'm pregnant."

His jaw dropped. Whatever he had been expecting was not this. There was no way… this could not be possible. They had always been careful.

"What are you talking about?" he hissed, grabbing her throat.

Lisa gasped, fighting for breath. "I'm going to have a baby. Our baby…"

"How the hell is this possible? Weren't you on the fucking pill? Jesus fucking Christ, Lisa!"

"I'm sorry, I must have forgot…"

"You forgot?" he hissed, his face in hers as he shoved her against the wall. "How the hell could you forget!"

"I'm so sorry," she apologized, trembling in his grasp. "It won't happen again. Please, don't hurt me…"

"You can't have this baby, Leese!"

"What? Why not?" She sounded hurt. Why the fuck did she care? They had both decided a long time ago that there was to be no children between them. It was an added liability.

"We've been over this before, Lisa. If you have this baby, then they will find you and kill you. I don't want that to happen, okay? You can't have this baby. I won't let you!" he insisted, shaking her slightly.

"Stop! Stop!" Lisa cried pitifully.

"What?" he sneered down at her. She was so whiny and wimpy at times.

"I'm going to have this baby, Jackson. I don't give a damn what you think."

It was time for drastic action on his half. He dragged her, kicking and screaming to her front door. Her apartment was at the top of a steep set of stairs. He yanked the door open.

"Last chance, Leese. You can't have the baby. I'm sorry, but you can't. It's for your own good," he said softly, stroking her hair as she shook violently in his arms. She knew exactly what he was going to do.

"No… no…" she sobbed, shaking her head. "NO!"

Lisa began to struggle violently, but he still had control of her. "I'm sorry, Lisa, but I love you too much."

"NO!"

He was smiling broadly when he viciously shoved her down the treacherous stairs. She lay at the bottom, broken after her tumble.

He felt nothing. No remorse…nothing. Just cold. One day, she would thank him. He had just saved her life. Yes, he had saved his Lisa.

That's all that ever mattered anymore.

That bastard!

He killed the baby…he killed his own baby! Do I mean absolutely nothing to him?

Yet, I still love him. I can see his reasons now. He meant to keep me safe, but that did not mean that he should fling me down the damn steps! Smug bastard, he got me admitted to the hospital!

Not that he smirked for long. I saw to that.

It's amazing what a sharp blade can do to a man. It can cause their heart to race, their face to sweat bullets, and many other things. Jackson surely was not expecting me to pull a knife on him. He often underestimates me and I enjoy it.

He never saw me coming… ah, revenge can be rather sweet at times.

Now he's bleeding too and sharing the pain that he caused. I purposefully made sure not to kill him. He needs to learn what it feels like. He deserved it.

Author's Notes:

Just a short chapter! It was going to be much longer with another part, but that's going to be in the next chapter, which will contain a fight between Jackson and Lisa. This chapter just shows what lengths Jackson will go to and how it's possible for him to be so cruel to his daughter. Enjoy! Happy Easter, everyone!