CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
Now that Beth and Tony were living together, they had decided to start a new family tradition; a family dinner at least once every one or two weeks. They'd asked Martha to join them, Robbie and Tasha were also there, and Kit had brought Kim. Jack was also supposed to be there, but couldn't because he had left for the city the day before.
"I like it when you feed me," Kim said out loud; when Kit moved a spoonful of chocolate mud cake up to his lips.
Martha looked up and laughed at them; she thought that they were cute together.
"Maybe I should save some for later," Kit smiled flirtatiously at Kim.
"Alright, that's enough," Matilda groaned. "I'm trying to eat here, and you two are turning me off my food," she whined.
"Yeah, come on guys. Princess Matilda has given an order; you must obey," Robbie laughed sarcastically as he lifted his plate to his mouth and licked the remaining chocolate icing from it.
Matilda looked at him in disgust. "What are you? A pig?" she glared at him.
"You know that I don't like to waste food," Robbie shrugged. "Now, come on. Chuck us your plate and I'll do yours," he joked.
"Robbie, leave your sister alone," Beth laughed.
Matilda smiled and poked her tongue out at Robbie, before turning her attention back to Beth. "Now, can you please tell Kimberley and Katherine to stop swapping spit at the dinner table; I'm going to spew," she whined a bit more.
"Save it for later guys," Tony grinned at Kim and Kit. "You can do that in your own time".
"You know," Lucas piped up. "They're just as bad as Jack and Martha. Can you imagine what it's going to be like when they get back together?" he laughed, and smiled cheekily across at Martha.
"God, could my life get any worse," Matilda groaned.
"Yes, it could. I could always tell you how and where Martha and Jack's baby was conceived," Tasha smiled at Matilda.
"Tasha," Martha screeched. "Don't you dare," she warned.
"Don't worry Mac, I was just kidding," Tasha giggled. "I wouldn't dare talk about it in front of the boys; it's secret girls business," she exclaimed.
"Good, so you can tell me later then," Kit ordered with a smile on her face. "I love juicy goss".
"Well, I for one don't want to know how or where their baby was conceived. It would be almost as bad as that time I walked in on Tash and Robbie goi……," Matilda started but was cut off by Beth.
"Okay, I think we've heard enough thank you," Beth said.
"So, who wants to help me with the dishes?" Tony stood up.
"I will," Martha offered, and followed Tony into the kitchen.
"Maybe you should just sit down and relax," Tony suggested.
"God, not you too," Martha groaned. "I already get enough of that from Jack. He seems to think that I'm helpless and can't do anything for myself. When, in true fact, I could probably still do more than him," she ranted.
"You know what? Why don't you help me with the dishes," Tony admitted defeat before Martha got the chance to start ranting again.
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A WEEK LATER
Martha was on a shift at Noah's again. But this time she was actually by herself. She'd finally convinced everyone that she would be capable by herself. So Macca and her grandad had decided to go to the diner for lunch. ; leaving her alone.
It wasn't very busy though. There were only three people in there at the moment; two women sitting in a corner chatting happily, and a young man was sitting by himself. So, at the moment she was just standing at the bar; humming softly to herself.
Martha looked at the clock; it was 1:30 pm. She'd be finishing in half an hour anyway. Jack had also gotten back today. But she hadn't seen him yet. He'd sent her a text and told her that he had to go to work as soon as he got back. He told her that he'd pop in a bit later for a visit.
Martha was leaning up against the bar when she noticed the guy approaching. "Hey babe," he said in a sleazy voice.
"Can I get you anything else?" Martha asked him.
"Yeah, I'd like a piece of you thanks," he smiled suggestively at her.
Martha groaned to herself. She hated serving customers like him. "Sorry, but I'm not for sale," she told him.
The guy laughed. "Who said anything about buying you? I could just have you for free," he said.
"Sorry, but I'm not interested," Martha exclaimed and turned away from him.
"Oh come on," he insisted as he started to walk around the bar towards her. "It could be fun".
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave," Martha turned to face him.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" he smirked when he noticed her baby bump. "I've always found pregnant women to extremely attractive," he said, as he reached out to touch her stomach.
Martha moved away quickly from his touch; she was suddenly feeling a little frightened. She didn't like the way he was looking at her.
"Come on, I just want to touch it," he laughed at her.
"Get away from me. Don't touch me," Martha snapped at him.
The guy ignored her and moved closer. "So, who's the daddy?" he sneered as he reached out to touch her again.
"That would be me," and angry voice snapped. When the guy spun around, Martha took the chance to move away from him. That's when she noticed Jack. He looked like he was about to flip.
As soon as the guy realised that Jack was a cop; his face went pale. "Um, I was just joking around. I wasn't going to hurt her; I swear," he blurted out. "I should probably go," he said as he tried to walk past Jack.
"I don't think so," Jack snapped at him and scruffed him by the shirt; pushing him up against the wall. "You'd better not have touched her. And, if I see you near her again; ill kill you. Got it? Now get out, and don't come back," he growled. Jack pulled him from the wall and shoved him away.
Jack spun around and quickly moved towards Martha. "Are you okay?" he cupped her face in his hands. "Did he touch you? Did he hurt you?" he asked.
Martha shook her head. "I'm fine. He just frightened me a bit, that's all," she told Jack. "He was trying to touch my stomach and it creeped me out".
"If you ever see him hanging around again, or if he comes near you, call me straight away. Or call the station," Jack said and pulled Martha into a hug. "Guys like him are bad news".
Martha wrapped her arms around Jack's waist and held him tight. She was so scared a few moments ago, but now, with Jack's arms around her; she felt safe.
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"That's it. You're never going to be left here alone again," Alf fumed.
"Thank god Jack showed up when he did. Who knows what the guy would have done," Macca was also angry. "If I ever find out who he was; I'll beat the crap out of him," he promised.
"Don't worry. I don't think he'll be coming back anytime soon," Jack assured Alf and Macca. "He freaked out when he saw that I was a cop".
Martha sighed. "Can we just stop talking about it? He's gone, it's over. End of story," she exclaimed. They were getting so worked up over it, and it was starting to annoy her. They had flipped out when they got back and found out what had happened.
They'd never leave her alone there now. It would be like having second shadow. Martha sighed again and stood up. "I'm tired. I'm going to go home and have a nap," she told them.
"I'll walk you," Jack offered.
Martha nodded her agreement and said goodbye to Alf and Macca before walking out.
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