59. War

Andrea looked like an angel staring at me. Would I ever stop wanting her? There was just something about her that made me want to hold her.

"Philip, I have something to tell you," Andrea said setting close to me while I was holding Emily.

"What?" I said putting the bottle in Emily's mouth. I smiled down her, as drink her bottle slowly.

"Shane and I are moving. We been talking it before when things were getting crazy," Andrea said putting her arm on my shoulder.

"You mean when I got carried away trying to stop you from marrying Shane?"

"Yeah. You were acting like a stalker and obsessive over me."

"I know. I am sorry Andrea. I have accepted your marriage to Shane now," I lied.

"You have been great, but Shane still thinks it's best if we move," Andrea said looking straight into my eyes.

"With Emily?"

"Well, I can not leave her behind. Every month she can come spend a week with you, and holidays. Plus time in the summer, and we will come up with a fair custody agreement," Andrea promised.

"Why don't you stay here? I have moved on. You know I started dating someone else. You liked Lilly."

"Shane and I both adore her. I think she'd be a good step mom to Emily, if you two end up getting married," Andrea said quietly.

"Well, I don't know if it will go that far," I said looking at the ground.

"I am glad you are moving on. Now there is peace between the three of us," Andrea whispered.

"Then why move?"

"Shane got a better paying job in California, and I am going to start teaching college there in the fall. That way I will have a better work schedule to spend more time with Emily. I never planned on living here forever," Andrea said looking at me.

"Well, you did not plan on having my baby either. But you did. You have to be fair to me. Moving that far is not right," I told Andrea.

"Please, Philip. We won't be moving for another six months".

I say nothing, but look at her closely. I had worked so hard to deceive her. I could not blow my cover now. Still, this sealed the deal. It was war between Shane and I. Any thoughts of letting him live were gone. Marrying Andrea was not enough of Shane. He had to take my daughter too.

Part IIII

60. Losing it

I remember the last time I saw Shane alive and well. His dark wavy hair falling in his face, and chocolate colored eyes dancing. Emily was spending the weekend with my parents, and Shane I were finally going be alone.

"Don't go to work tonight," I begged Shane.

"Andrea, you know I have to go. I wouldn't but we are going to need the extra money with the move," Shane said pulling me in for a kiss.

"I just have this bad feeling if you go I won't see you again," I pleaded.

"Don't be silly. I am badass no one can hurt me," Shane grins.

"Well, call me as soon as your shift is over. I have something imperative to tell you," I say wrapping my arms around him.

"If it's imperative tell me now," Shane said grabbing my ass. We could never keep our hands off each other.

"I am pregnant."

"Another baby?"

"Yes," I grinned as he pressed his lips on mine.

"This one is mine," Shane whispers.

"You think it's a girl or boy baby?"

"This one a boy baby. Little Shane Jr." Shane said licking his lips.

"I would love to have your son. I love you," I said kissing his lips softly.

"Not as much as I love you," Shane says when he pulls away.

After that he was gone to work. That was the last time I saw him before the shooting.

61. The perfect plan

I had the perfect plan. I wore gloves. I stole the murder weapon from Shane's partner.

Martinez and I were going Rob Zombie concert that night giving me an alibi. I made sure I followed Shane's night shift, and that his partner Nick was not working the night of the concert.

I was able to leave the concert in intermission, change my clothes, and track Shane down. I had been following him for the last month unnoticed. I even timed the amount of time it would take me to get from place to place. I borrowed a friend's car so no one would recognize me while I was tracking Shane down. I parked the car a block away from where Shane is normally parked. I walk out there with guns on my hand. It's a Thursday night and noone is out. Just Shane and I.

He is alone standing outside his cop car with cell phone in hand. My eyes hound on him for a moment. My heart is racing. I am feeling certain amount of mental ecstasy. This man who stole my family was about to be dead. I was going to kill him.

I pull the trigger before Shane even sees me. Or I don't think he sees me.

"I found you," I whispered as Shane fell to the ground bleeding through the chest. I walk close enough to see him bleeding. I reach into the pocket on my pants and pull out some of Nick's hand that I have in a ziplock bag.

The police would match the hair and gun bullet to Nick, I thought grinning. I take one last look at Shane who is bleeding to death. I see his body covered in blood, and my heart is pumping harder. You should left Andrea alone, I think heatedly. I look making sure there are no witnesses. I see no one. I casually walk away. I get to my car where I quickly change clothes even shoes. I put everything in a trash bag. I find Martinez back at the concert, and he knows what is going on. He sees how pumped I am.

"We have to stay calm. We are going to drive to Lilly's house. You burn your clothes there," Martinez tells me. I nodded feeling my the blood in my body flowing faster. Killing Shane gave me a feeling of power. We arrived at Lilly's house who is not that thrilled to see me.

"What you guys doing out so late?" Lilly asked when she opens the door.

"Concert," Martinez said calmly. He is talking to her about who knows what while I go out to the backyard. I set my clothes on fire.

The only thing left in the bag is the murder weapon. This last part of my plan is the trickiest. I had to make sure no one finds it or at least it can't be traced to me.

Martinez talks Lilly and her sister Tara into going for a drive.

We go to a local bar making sure a lot of people see me. I sneak out in Tara's car, and start think about where I can drop it off at. I drive into the next town wearing Nick's black hat and carrying police bag in hand. My plan is to drop the bag out into the trash with gun.

I am walking into a gas station when a stranger approaches me. He has a gun in his hand.

This asshole is going to rob me.

"Give me all your money," he yells. I can smell pot and alcohol on this guy, and I know he has no fucking clue where he is. I grin knowing my wallet is in the car. I have Nick's baseball cap is covering my face. I reach over handing him Nick's black police back and some cash. The robber takes the bag and money leaving in a hurry once he sees the word police. Just like that the murder weapon is gone. Not traceable to me. I drive Tara's car back to the bar. I find Lilly who looks beyond pissed.

"Where have you been? Tara is ready to leave. Your friend won't stop flirting with her," Lilly replies harshly.

"I was sick. Too many beers," I said calmly taking her hand.

"You always drink too much," Lilly says rolling her eyes. Martinez drives us back to her house. We stay all night there, and all continue to keep drinking. Even Lilly who was bitching about my drinking joins us. I fuck Lilly and then I go to sleep. For the moment I feel as if I have lost all my humanity. I have become a monster, but there is no going back now.

62. Something's wrong

I called Shane over and over. No one answered. He always called me around this time. I tried calling his partner Nick. No answer there. Finally, I decided to go look for Shane myself. I drive to where he normally parks for his night shift. It's a road in the middle of nowhere that drunk drivers often take trying to avoid cops. Sure enough I find Shane laying in a puddle of blood. His cell phone laying beside him. I feel his heart and see is still breathing. I dial 911, and go over there to wait with him. Shane slowly opens his eyes.

"Andrea," Shane says running his fingers through my hair.

"Baby, you're going to be okay."

"I don't think I am going to make it," Shane whispers.

"You will. We are going to move to California, and start our new life just liked we plan. And this new baby is going to know their daddy. Wait and see," I said touching his beautiful face.

"I am so glad I got to look into your eyes one last time. I love you," Shane said moving his head into my arms. I run my fingers through his dark hair.

"I love you. But this is not goodbye. You're strong. You will be all right," I tell Shane holding on tight.

"I did not see who shot me. I love you. I love Emily and our new baby. I've always love you," Shane replies closing his eyes again. The ambulance finally get there, and they take him away. Is he breathing still? Or did in my arms? I pray to God that somehow he will survive.