C.J. knew she didn't like the sounds of that and had no iIt was of all people Robert Tyler!!!
"Hello, darling C.J."
C.J. was white as a ghost she new she had to be, she could feel all the blood rush from her face.
"How the hell did you get in here?"" Your suppose to be in prison." She had asked, trying not to let him know she was scared to death.
"It was easy, you still keep a spare key in the same spot as you use to."
"Note to self, get rid of the freakin key".
"You see darling, the accommodations in prison,are lets just say a little beneath me".
"I figured I'd come pay you a visit and being that you felt it was your duty to help Houston set me up, I figured it was time to shall we say?"
"Pay you back.!"he said with as much disgust and anger as he could spill out.
C.J. knew this was not going to be good. "Pay me back how?" she had asked quite directly.
"Oh I have a long night planned for you my darling".
ntentions of sticking around to find out what he meant.
" Are you saying you broke out of prison,just to come and pay me back for helping Houston and Uncle Roy set you up for those kidnappings and killings?" she asked this even though she knew the answer.
"Absolutely,you see my dearest, if I can't have you and boy I wanted you, Simply put I will fix so noone will want you!!"
C.J. had had enough of his taunting behavior, she started picking up things and throwing them at him and yelling for him to leave.
Robert grabbed her by her arms as she was kicking and screaming. He reached in his pocket and pulled a butcher knife out of his pocket. He held it to her throat,pressing hard enough to cause pain and a few drops of blood came oozing down her neck as pressed into her flesh.
"Stop fighting or you will wish you were dead now,instead of later" He snarled.
She shook her head in compliance by then she had been thrown backwards on the bed.
What came next both mortified her and humiliated her as well.
He lay on top of her taking the knife and ran it down her body. She just stared at him in fear and disbelief.
"You don't need to do this." She said as tears started rolling down her cheeks.
"Oh yes, My sweet, I think I do". And with that he ripped her her shirt off with his bare hands and started feeling his way down her upper torso with his hands. C.J. even though scared to death she hit him one good time and that was all it took for him to let her have it full force.
"You, Bitch", He knocked her out cold with one punch across the face. And proceeded to take rest of her clothes off and was groping her and fondling her when she started to come too. Realizing she was now completely naked she began crying and begging for him to leave her alone.
" Nooooo sorry, I'm not finished with you yet." and with that he finished what he started.
"You see ,I would not have had to do this if Houston hadn't stuck his nose in where id didn't belong".
"Houston cares about me, he didn't want to see me get hurt by you". C.J. whimpered as she shook uncontrollably.
"He would never hurt me, like you are now." she said with as much hate in her voice as she could muster.
"I even stood up for you, at first. she cried
"So you see you're the awful excuse for a human being". she said in disgust.
"You just don't know when o shut up do you?"
With that said he raped her again, his time with even more hostility and anger than the first time, f that were even possible. C.J. again tried to fight back, but as last time no use, he punched her again in the face not wanting a struggle with her and it did.
Robert decided he was finished with her, but not before leaving her something to remember him by.A note which read….
Dearest C.J.,
I would advise you not to kiss and tell, if you do. I will visit you again and next time,your precious Houston too.
Yours Forever, Robert
She was becoming lucid hearing what she thought was a ringing. It was actually the phone but for fear Robert was still around she didn't move. Still blurry eyed, probably from being hit she crouched over at the head of the bed, feet tucked under her. She rocked and shook back and forth out of control. The phone rang again, she didn't answer it though for fear it was him. It was pretty obvious he was gone. It had been dark when he was first there and now the sun was coming up and there had been no sign of him for a while.
It was still early in Texas, but Houston was getting worried, he had tried to call a couple times already this morning and got no answer at CJ's house.
"CJ, Where the hell are you?" Houston was beginning to get a little upset. One of the last times he could remember she wasn't where she was supose to be, Castanos had kidnapped her and taken her hostage, until Houston showed up with his shot gun and brought him under control, long enough to get him locked away again.
Houston quite upset by now calls the office looking for C.J.
"Uncle Roy answered the phone, "Uncle Roy has C.J. gotten there yet?"
"No,boy why?"
"Listen, I'm about to catch my flight, Ill be back in a couple you go by her house and check on her?"
"Sure I can but why?"
"She's been having problems with someone calling and I think there could be something to it I've called to check on her several times this and she doesn't answer."anxiety filling his every word.
"Ok, I'll go check on her,see if her car is still there at the house".
"Great ,hey listen thanks,I call when I land to see what's going on". and with that headed to the airport.
Uncle Roy knew how sensitive Matlock always was with C.J.,if things looked cross eyed or smelt funny, there was a problem, far as his nephew was concerned. Which in the case of protectiveness over C.J. he went a little overboard
Uncle Roy pulled up in the driveway. Seeing C.J.'s car in the driveway,he thought maybe she just overslept,which was totally not like her, but there was a first time for everything he said to himself. He went to the door and rang the bell. No answer. He knocked on the door,and when he did,it creaped open. Ok now he was concerned.
"CJ are you here?" he called into the door,creeping ever so slowly. He walked the door completely and something just didn't feel right,he called her again. No answer. Just then he noticed something crimson tinged on the molding leading into the hallway He slowly walked back towards the bedroom,not kow what he'd find, again calling her name. No, answer. He got to the bedroom doorway and….
He couldn't believe what he found,she was there huddled up on the bed as before,feet underneath her shaking like a leaf,bloody from head to toe beaten and bruised.
" Oh, my god." is all Uncle Roy could manage to say as he walked over to help her. But C.J., scared out of her mind, wouldn't look at him or speak to him. All she could do is huddle closer to the head of the bed not wanting to be touched.
"It's going to be ok,I'm calling for help." he said as calmly as he could possibly muster.
Within minutes Hoyt showed up with the paramedics. He took one look at C.J. and was so disturbed he actually almost cried.
"Where is Houston?, Does he know about this yet?. He asked Roy as he looked on as the paramedics tried to help her. She of course was having no parts of it and kept pulling closer and closer inward,not looking or talking to anyone.
"No, I found her like this,right before I called you. Houston is on his way back from a business trip." "He asked me to check on her because he tried calling her,and she didn't answer. So he called to see if she had already gotten to the office and I told him I hadn't seen her. He asked me to come check out the house."
"He should actually be touching down any minute". Uncle Roy had told Hoyt.
"Well we need to warn about what he's going to find." Hoyt had said to Roy.
As they were talking on what to say to Houston before he saw bad of a traumatice experience she had gone through one of the paramedics had come up to Hoyt.
"Sir she won't speak to anyone or let us go near her. We need her to let us examine her,so we can see if there are internal injuries,how would you like to proceed?"
" I overheard the paramedic, I think the best thing is to leave her alone for now and wait for Matlock". "If anyone can get her to let the paramedics help,he can." Uncle Roy said pretty sternly.
"Your right","We'll wait for her friend Matt Houston." He should be on his way."