“Screw you, she stays right where she is.” There was such venom in his voice.
“Creed?” I tried to pull my head back to look into his face. There was so much anger, I could feel it radiating in his body now. “Shh, you’re fine.”
He was staring back at her but not in the way he once did, like everything she said was truth. I felt the first stirring of hope in a long time when he kissed my forehead, gave me a tight squeeze, and pushed me behind him protectively.
"Where is he?" I wasn't sure what to think about his question but I started to get nervous. She didn't answer him right away but instead glared at me, which is her usual. I fought back the fear as I clung onto the back of his shirt. He seemed to sense my discomfort because his hand reached back and covered mine before he turned back to her.
"What's going on? Why are you here without letting us know you were coming?" She started doing that nervous cleaning thing she always does, as I watched him watch her. One part of me was hoping that he knew the truth finally, and another was too embarrassed to even contemplate it.
"I said where is he?"
"If you're talking about Sal he's not here." She made herself busy as my pulse raced in fear and hope. I was beginning to think that someone somewhere had told him, because I sure hadn’t; but who, how?
"Baby I want you to go upstairs and get your stuff together. Just what you need for now, like your important papers and stuff like that." His words were whisper soft in my ear as he turned just his head to me.
That second kiss, this time closer to the corner of my mouth made my heart do cartwheels in my chest, and my body tingled in that old familiar way I was getting used to whenever I thought of him.
I didn't stop to question, not even when she asked him what he thought he was doing. "What're you doing? You can't just come in here and change things up without any notice. What's she doing up there?" I didn't hear anymore after that but I sure did move fast getting what little I needed together.
I had hoped and prayed for this day for so long that it was hard to believe that it was actually here; but why now? And why was he acting like he knew more than he should? I wasn’t about to question anything though, this is what I wanted, what I’d always wanted since my feelings for him had changed.
It wasn’t even a gradual build up either that change, it just hit me one day out of the blue, like a ton of bricks falling from the sky, and I haven’t been the same since.
And now he was here and he was taking me away with him. I didn’t care where just as long as he was there I knew all would be well. I wouldn’t let my heart really enjoy until I was well away from this place though. Please don’t let her sway him like she usually does.
I hastily threw the only things that meant anything to me into my little cloth sack at the thought. There wasn’t much, mostly mementos and keepsakes from our times together over the years. Whatever she hadn’t found and discarded every chance she got that is.
I didn’t want to take too long, just in case it was a dream and he was gone when I got back down there. Or worse yet she was able to convince him with her lies. I couldn’t stand that, not after he’d held me like that, not after the promise of being taken away from here. I’d just die.
I looked at the woman in front of me wordlessly. I hadn't come here for this, not yet, not in front of my babygirl. I’d made a conscious choice a long time ago that none of the darkness of life would ever touch her again. That I would stand between her and whatever came. That’s why although I was prepared for war, I’d come here knowing that I wouldn’t shed blood in front of her.