18. Run for your life

I had my doubts about marrying Philip. Something in my gut told me not too. Still, how could I leave him? After everything he done for me and the twins. I felt like I owed him. All that changed when Rick came over.

Philip was gone to work and this was my first with the twins by myself. Plus Emily. I heard a knock at the door. I rushed to get it hoping it would be Philip already on lunch break. It was not Philip. It was Rick.

"Rick, I am not supposed to see you," I said starting to close the door in his face.

"Andrea, I have something to show you," Rick said pushing the door open. He showed Shane's necklace that he had lost and a notebook. Inside were pictures of me taken in private moments. Some while I was asleep. There were also pictures of Shane and I kissing. What the hell was this?

"Where did you find this? What the fuck is this?"

"I broke into your house. I am sorry, but I found these items in Philip's man cave room. Maybe you should look around yourself," Rick said blue-green eyes glowing.

"What the hell is wrong with him? Looks obsessed with Shane and I," I said staring at these sickening images.

"And Philip kept this notebook. With Shane's necklace. You have to come with me now. There is no time to waste," I hesitated and looked at the front door. I was so close to being free. I could run away with Rick. Take my babies and get away from this madman. How could I ever thought for a moment I could love Philip? He clearly had more problems than I knew about.

"Let me get a bag together," I whispered.

"Hurry," Rick insisted.

But the word hurry did not go along with three kids. Two that were newborns. I placed Shane's necklace around my necklace. Maybe Philip did have something to with Shane's death. Why else did he have this necklace?

My bag is ready, we have the twins in their infant carriers, but it's too late. Philip is at the door. I knew he was coming home for lunch. Shit. What was I going to do now?

"What the hell is going on?" Philip says taking one look at me and Rick.

"Why did you have Shane's necklaces? And what the fuck is up with this book?"

"Andrea you promised me no more Rick. Now he is here. I was at work providing for my family and you are going out with him behind my back," Philip said hurt.

"Don't change the subject. Why did you steal Shane's necklace?"

"I didn't. Andrea, I found that necklace in some of your things when you moved in. I put it up because I knew it would upset you. That was wrong of me. And I am sorry," Philip said gently.

"What about the book? How can you explain that?"

"I have never seen it. Maybe Rick made it. Now, come on baby. Get the kids inside and tell Rick to leave," Philip said grabbing my arm.

"No, Rick didn't take these pictures. He couldn't have. He was in Florida. Shane and I were here. You took them," I said moving away from him.

"Please just calm down. Just tell Rick to go and we will talk about this book,"Philip said gently.

"No, I am done talking. I am leaving with Rick. Maybe we can talk later," I said grabbing my bag.

"Okay, Andrea. We'll do this your way. Why do you always have to make things so damn difficult?" Philip said holding out a gun. I did not even know he owned a gun, I thought scared.

"What are you doing?" I questioned him.

"Go to the bedroom. Rick is coming with me," he said pointing the gun at Rick's head. Was Rick unarmed? Would Philip kill him? What was I going to do?

"I am sorry Andrea. I tried so hard to save you," Rick said looking me with those blue-green eyes.

"Shut up, asshole," Philip said taking Rick into the other room.

Rick had to have told someone he was coming here ,right? He was a police officer. Surely, he had some sort of plan. Lori would know at least. I had to believe someone would come looking for us.

Still, Philip could have already killed Rick by now. Maybe he killed Shane. I was not sure what he was capable of at this point. But I knew there was one thing I could do. I could make a run for it.

I looked over at my three babies. There was no way I could take any of them with me. And I knew Philip had the car keys to both vehicles in his pocket. The only thing I could do was make a run for it, and pray I could get help in time.