Steal My Life
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Red Eye!
Chapter Fifteen
A few weeks later…
"George? George King, is that you?" called a cheery voice and a blonde woman entered his line of view before sitting down beside him at the small table.
He barely glanced up from the mess of files he was reading. He hated working in public because people were so damn annoying at times. He would have been at the office, except there was a clean-up in progress from an intruder and there was construction going on besides his apartment.
"Do I know you?" he inquired coolly.
"George, it's me—Audra Fielding. Remember? I lived across the street from you… We went to the school to together?"
Ah, the school slut… now I remember you.
"Audra, oh, I'm sorry. There's just been a lot on my mind…"
"I heard about what happened to your wife. What a shame. I can't imagine why she'd have picked that other loser over you though." Her hand found his knee and began to caress it. "You always were the prettiest guy in school. Now look at you, a handsome, respected businessman."
He brushed her hand off roughly and stood up. "If you'll excuse me, I have some business to attend to."
She stood up and thrust a card at him. "Here, take it. Give me a call, whenever you're feeling lonely or down in the dumps. It's been great seeing you again, George."
"Yeah, you two," he muttered, quickly gathering his belongings and hurrying out of the small café.
I can't go anywhere any more without people telling me how sorry they are. They doesn't understand that that bitch got what she deserved.
Jackson headed across the street, swearing under his breath with every step. He yanked his car keys from his pocket and was unlocking his car door when he saw her.
Her reddish curls caught the sunlight and her wide smile allowed a glimpse at perfect white teeth. He watched her share a laugh with the man at her side. He saw the sparkling ring on her left hand. Anger boiled inside and he tightly clenched his fists, digging the key into his palm.
How dare you do this to me, Lisa? How dare you betray me too?
He punched the car door in his fury, smiling as his left hand stung and slippery blood dripped from his knuckles. He then unclenched his right fist and smirked at the blood-slicked key in his palm.
He opened the car and his blood dripped onto a stack of old surveillance photographs on the passenger seat. Jackson carefully picked one up and caressed the figure lovingly with his fingertips; blood covering the photograph.
I always knew red would look good on you, Leese…
He reached for a pad of paper and a pen from his laptop bag. Once equipped, he took one more look at the happy couple, gritted his teeth, and began to write. Lisa would pay for abandoning him—betraying him just like Sofia—when he had never abandoned her.
You're mine, Lisa. Don't ever forget that.
A few days later…
Jackson unlocked the door to his apartment and spun Audra into a nearby wall. He had one hand tangled in her hair and another wrapped around her delicate throat. He was in power. She was clinging to him tightly with her legs wrapped around his narrow waist.
He normally abstained from giving into his primal urges, yet he was unable to this time. Jackson was frustrated with Lisa and needed a release. Since he could not have her, he would have to settle for Audra.
One day, one day soon, you'll be mine, Lisa. Then you'll never leave me.
They scattered pieces of clothes as they made their way down the hall to his bed. Straight blonde hair morphed into tangled red curls as they lay entwined.
Leese… don't you see how much I love you?
Exhausted and spent, he pulled her body into his arms. He lovingly stroked her curly hair as she fell asleep with her head on his chest. He lay awake for an hour or more watching her sleep.
You won't ever leave me…if you try, I'll kill you.
"Lisa?" called David as he entered their apartment.
"In here!" she shouted from the bedroom. She was reading a new paperback that she had picked up on her way to work that morning. Lisa looked up as he entered the room and shot him a smile.
"I'm afraid I have bad news." He sat down on his side of the bed.
She tensed up. "What's wrong?"
"I'm being sent to the Middle East with my troop. I just received my orders today."
"When?" she croaked; her throat bone dry.
"In three days," he said with a sigh. "I'm sorry."
"For how long?"
"I don't know."
Lisa shook her head softly. "No... No…."
"Hey, it's okay," he whispered soothingly, pulling her shaking body against his. "I'll be back soon. I can't leave you for very long. You know that I hate being way from you. I'll go crazy there without you."
"Don't go."
"I have to. It's my job, Lisa."
"Then quit. I don't want you going there!"
"Why?"
"I'm afraid if you do, I won't ever see you again!" she sobbed into his shirt, the material soaking up her tears.
"That's not true. I'll come back to you. I love you Lisa."
She cried hard. She knew that she could not repeat those three simple words. He would never ask her to say them and she knew she would never be able to tell him. She was not losing a husband, but more of a brother, or a good friend.
"Ssh," he soothed. "Everything's going to be fine. I promise…"
But deep inside, Lisa knew that nothing would ever be the same. She knew that everything would change now with David's call to duty. She just could not pin-point the troubles to come…
Author's Notes:
Geesh, it sure took me long enough to get this out! Sorry about the insanely long wait! Jackson's having some more identity issues and Audra becomes a big part of keeping him sane. Of course, that won't last long… Thanks for reading/reviewing!