Thursday, November 19, 2009

Hide and Seek(CH18-24)

Chapter 18


The kiss was meant as a means to an end, maybe if he kissed her without holding back it would quench the aching thirst that he had for her or at least that was what he told himself when he first started but yet here he was thirty minutes later about to take a step forward that he knew he couldn’t or wouldn’t take back and his hands shook from the intensity of his want of her. Her hair in disarray, her shirt and pants missing, she lay there so beautiful and he was bound to lose it. Maybe he was being selfish, because he knew that this was not the time for what was about to transpire between them but he was as helpless as a baby to stop it.
Malaya wondered how it was possible for her life to be on shambles all around her yet the troubled look she saw in his eyes was enough to make her want to reach out and heal him of whatever he struggled with. It was clear he was fighting himself from what he obviously wanted. She knew without a doubt in her mind that this whole situation was crazy and probably one of the many mistakes she was going to make yet she couldn’t stop herself from sitting up on bed and leaning towards him as he stopped almost in a trance. She wanted to take the shadows away from his beautiful eyes yet she knew she held no such power but maybe they could pretend in the brief time they are together that their coming together was a part of the healing process. His eyes searched her face for what she didn’t know but she knew he was waiting on her. Not taking her eyes off his face she reached behind her and unsnapped her bra and watched as his eyes slid closed as it loosened on her arms. It seemed as though things happened in slow motion from there. She reached out to touch his face at the same time he reached to pull her closer to him slowly pulling the loose garment from her body. Why this felt right she didn’t know but she knew that he needed this as much as he she wanted it. She watched after a few soft caresses and lustful kisses as he removed his clothes. She knew two things for certain as he drew near her quivering body that one he had a body created to love a woman and second she would never no matter how much she knew she needed to be able to forget him.

Chico knew that last night he should have never touched her, yet as he laid in the bed with curled securely against his side that he would do it all over again given the chance. He clenched his jaw at the thoughts running rapid in his mind. This is definitely not what he had in mind a week ago when he first saw her. Sleeping with her was one thing yet it was starting to get complicated. He knew he wasn’t the relationship type anymore, one time was enough for him, yet the thought of her being touched by someone else or someone mistreating her made him see red. What the hell was wrong with him? Sex them and leave them was what he did, when he made time for even that now here he was with this woman , this beautiful and her daughter wrecking havoc on his life and senses. He wanted to run away yet as she moved to roll away from him in her sleep he tightened his hold on her waist and was comforted by her sigh of contentment. That was it he thought he had completed gone and lost his damn mind. After she settle down and he was sure she was back to sleep, he slowly but efficiently left the bed taking his inner turmoil with him.

Chapter 19

Something was wrong, she knew but she refused to let herself think about what that could possibly mean. Today was the big day and she needed all the wits and nerve she could summon. The way Chico kept looking at her would have to be examined later when Dominique was behind her once and for. The plan was for her to call him and go off on him telling him that she was happy and basically threaten him that he would never see his daughter if she ever saw or heard one of his boys looking for her again. Of course with his world size ego he would want to come to her himself and probably kill her with his bare hands. She refused to think of something going wrong because the list was way too long for her to even count.
She stepped back in to the bedroom and changed clothes into the ones she borrowed from Connie, nothing over the top but clean and well fitted to no doubt draw attention to herself. She was praying to herself and God in the mirror , when Chico walked in and closed the door behind him. Leaning against the door arms folded, scowl on his face he stared at her their eyes connected in the mirror before he spoke. “I’m going with you”
“As what my bodyguard” she said moving away from the mirror. She couldn’t stand there and look at him looking at her like that when she remembered all she gave and received from him only hours before.
“No as your boyfriend”
She snorted without thought.
“You disagree” he growled.
“Who would believe that you’re my boyfriend, all they have to do is look at your face and know that is a lie. I’ll be fine.”
“We didn’t have problem with that last night”
“I don’t have problem at all it’s you with the problem, but I don’t want to talk about last night! I need to get through today and I don’t that in my head right now.
“Fine! Either I go or you don’t”
She opened her mouth to tell him what she thought of his ultimatum when he was up on her in on seconds of blinking with a fierce look on his face. “Before you think to tell me no, you need to remember that I will do what I want to do and that includes keeping you here until you come in contact with some damn sense. Because if you think I am letting you go out of my house without so much as an escort and risk your life you are mistaken.” He stepped closer to the point where her body was pressing against his and her breath that rushed out from all of her pent up emotions fanned his chin. He cupped her face gently showing her all the gentleness that he was capable of while leaning toward her face for a kiss yet diverted and nibbled on her ear for a bit before he whispered. “I can play the part, question is can you?”
Her body no doubt on the verge of betraying her, she turned her head in a bold move and kissed his lips softly mumbling, “I think I can”
He stepped back allowing her space and side stepped her in a grand sweep of his hand,
“I’m ready when you are”.
He watched as she walked out of the room her back straight, hair swaying with the motion of her hips and knew that he was going to regret every single day of his life over the past week because she was turning him inside out and didn’t even know it.


Chapter 20
Three days later…..

Finally it was over! She didn’t know what true relief felt like until she saw Dominique laying in a pool of blood and his muscle heads in hand cuffs. As they thought Dominique was livid that this little poor bitch had the nerve to not only call him but talk to him any kind of way. The to make matters worse, she had the audacity to be seen hugging and kissing all over some man. He had his flunkies to follow her and her lover around but told them to remain out of sight and he would deal her and her lover personally. He saw her as his property and he felt that not only did she disrespect him first leaving him taking his child away after she found out what type of person he was but then again when she continued to dodge him and lastly allowing another man to touch her. Crazy was an understatement. He had completely lost it, and proved that when he showed up to a place that was crawling with undercover cops and tried to not only kill her but Chico too. He admitted he didn’t really want their daughter but he knew that if he had her he had complete control of her. He wouldn’t have killed her as she thought but he would made wish daily for death with the wicked plans he had for her and the use of her body. She still shook from the fury in his dark eyes and the sick twisted look he gave her as he looked at her body with want. Chico on the other hand played his part rather well and lost his cool towards the end when they were on the receiving end of a .38 The looks and kisses he gave her as a part of their act was enough to make her wish for the real thing, but she knew that it wasn’t going to happen, yet it didn’t stop her from making love with him again and again when it was all over. Yet now as she laid in his bed looking at his back she knew that reality was back and she had to face it head on. She swallowed what little pride she had left and opened her mouth.
“What are you so afraid of?”
“Trust me baby, I’m not afraid of anything” He said rolling his shoulders while walking away. He picked up his shirt from the floor and pulled it on over his head.
“That’s a lie. You’re afraid I’m going to confess some type of undying love for you. You won’t even look at me.” She said standing wearing nothing but a t shirt, while he purposely and meticulously dressed.
Chico was sitting on the edge of the bed putting on his shoes when she made the accusation. He looked up from what he was doing and looked into her flashing eyes. He sighed and finished tying his boots before he stood to his full height of six foot two and walked to pick up his jacket.
“You don’t have to confess anything Laya I can see it already in your eyes and I can tell you that it’s a mistake. You don’t love me and even if you thought you did, don’t.”
She looked like she wanted to say something but thought better for it and kept it locked behind her lips. She watched as he put on his jacket and grabbed his keys off the night stand. Her gaze strayed towards the bed that was still rumpled from their vigorous lovemaking. She knew it should have never happened but the fact remained that it did happen. She looked back at him, while he moved around the room totally ignoring her presence. She wanted to scream in frustration, but she didn’t. She couldn’t. Everything was messed up, and she knew it was somehow her fault thankfully Dominique was done for and she didn’t have to worry about that part of her life anymore but what did that mean. She knew Chico was probably right and she was more than likely confusing love for gratitude but he didn’t have to be such an ass about it.
“Get dressed so we can go, I’m sure you want to see your daughter. I’ll wait outside.” He said over his shoulder then walked out of the bedroom softly closing the door behind him.
She stood there for all of a minute before she snapped to and got dressed. After she got her life back on track she would have plenty of time to cry over yet another mistake she made but now was not the time. He was right, she hadn’t seen her daughter in a week and she missed her like crazy. She looked around the room after she dressed and made sure she didn’t leave anything behind, the last thing she needed was to leave something and have him think she did it on purpose. She knew very little about him and his life except for what little he told her about his wife. He wasn’t over her death or her and she needed to remember that. It was one thing trying to compete with another woman, but she was clueless as to how to compete with a dead woman and she didn’t have the strength to try and figure it out. She thought briefly about putting her hair up, but realized she had no reason to hide anymore and left the long heavy strands down. She picked up her backpack and walked out of the bedroom with a new resolve and her head held high.


Chapter 21


“Drew I don’t know how I can thank you and Connie for watching over Meesha”
“There is no need, she is a precious little girl and we were glad to help.” Drew said as he watched Malaya wrapped her arms around her baby and inhale her scent.
“Plus its good practice” Connie said rubbing her flat stomach.
“As soon as I get settled in I’m going to pay you back.”
“No ma’am you will not, there is no need.”
She quickly hugged them both fiercely then grabbed her baby’s bags and headed for the door. She needed to get a move on or she knew she would think of a reason to stay and that wasn’t going to happen. She kept her gaze ahead and refused to look at the silent Chico who set off to the side. They hadn’t spoken since they left his apartment and she didn’t see a need to say anything more. She doubted her frazzled emotions could take much more. One more rejection from him either by word or a look and she would likely crumble.
“You sure we can’t take you to the airport? It’s not that much trouble.”
“I’m sure, you’ve done enough. The cab should be here in a few minutes. I think I hear them pulling up now. Thanks again.” She said and started towards the door when she was quickly grabbed in another hug by Connie who whispered in her ear “It will all work out” She didn’t want to speculate what she meant but she had a good idea and realized her throat had closed up stopping her from responding. Before she made it to the door, unable to help herself she look over her shoulder and sought him out for the last time. To her delight and dismay he was looking at her also. She stared briefly then cleared the doorway stepping out of his world and back into hers, all the while fighting the tears that were standing in her eyes.




Chapter 22


“I knew you were a lot of things but I never knew stupid was one of them.” Drew said as soon as the cab pulled away from the curb taking Malaya and Meesha away.
“Leave it alone Drew”
“Hell naw, that girl left here looking more down than she did when she came. Hell no I ain’t letting it go.
“I said leave it” Chico said through clenched teeth. He saw her face as well as her body language and he didn’t need his boy telling him about it. He may have not said anything but his eyes didn’t stray from her.
“What the hell is wrong with you? It’s not every day that a man gets a second chance at love and then you just piss it away.
“I already had the love I needed, I don’t need anymore.”
“When are you going to let it go man? It’s been three years already you have got to move on.”
“Fuck off Drew, I know what I need and a woman ain’t it.”
“Janice was my sister so I know better than anyone what you feel, but she is dead and she’s not coming back.”
“I’m not having this conversation” He said unfolding himself from the chair standing to his feet. He didn’t want to have this conversation, because he already knew where it was going. He was married to a great woman and he had her for five years until breast cancer consumed her body and she lost the fight. Every since then, he had been living in hell. Yes he slept with few women since then but he never felt anything. He spent the last three years drinking himself into oblivion and trying to forget the previous five years ever happened. Malaya was different; she made him feel things that he didn’t want to feel. He felt possessive, protective and complete and he wasn’t ready for that. He knew he was cruel to her after the beautiful night they shared but he wasn’t completely wrong, she didn’t really love him, she felt only gratitude for him. And he definitely didn’t love her. He had no heart to love with, everything within him died when his wife died.
“You have spent the last three years of your life pissing it away, with a surly attitude and liquor.”
“She doesn’t need me, she and her daughter are safe. That was all she needed from me and I did that, what else do you want from me?”
Drew looked at him and shook his head. He knew his brother in law was still hurting from his sister’s fight with cancer because he obviously couldn’t see that he loved Malaya and was losing her.
“I’m on my way to the club, I’ll see you later”
“For what so you can lose yourself in yet another bottle? When you wake up in the morning you will still feel the same way about her and she will still be gone. Now think on that.” Drew said then walked away mumbling under his breath about how stupid he was.


Chapter 23

Chico wasn’t in the mood for anything. If possible his mood has worsened since he walked out of his brother in laws house over two months ago. Every time he would see him, the same conversation would begin leaving Chico with a burning urge to break Drew’s jaw but he knew he wouldn’t. He tried his hardest not to think about her, but it seemed the harder he tried the more she would surface on his mind. He could remember her brief smiles when she finally realized she was safe. He could still see the change in her eyes when she reached the peak, her contentment while she laid in his arms. All of it was a brutal reminder one that he wished he could forget. It seemed everyday though as much as the memories grew stronger her smile he remembered faded leaving him with the memory of their last encounter with tears standing in her beautiful eyes all because of him. To say he felt like shit would be a piss poor understatement. Then to make matters worse his memory of Janice was fading leaving him confused as to the direction he needed to go. Over the last few years he used the memories of his wife’s struggle and ultimately her death to keep him from getting in a relationship again. Now all he was left with was the memory of her smiles and her strength. She would definitely have been upset with him if she saw the way he treated Malaya. What would she say if she knew how he felt about her? She had loved him so completely he didn’t know if he could take the chance to love another. Did he love Malaya? He wasn’t sure but he was sure that he had to see her again or he would probably go out of his mind. He didn’t plan on telling Drew because he would of course read more into it that was necessary and he doubted he would be able to resist the urge to hit him. Maybe if now that he has given her time to think things clearly she would realize that she didn’t really love him as she thought but as he said was just grateful for his help and mixed up the two emotions. He could say that he hoped that was the case but he wasn’t sure that would the truth. He had been lying to himself for so long that the lines of truth were a blurred and he wasn’t sure where to begin. But he knew he wouldn’t find the answers here alone. He needed to see her and then he would know. With that thought firmly in place he started a few things in motion.


Chapter 24

“Malaya someone is here to see you” Johnna said leaning in the door of the home economics room.
Leaning over a changing table Malaya was fastening a diaper on Lindsey’s baby doll who stood steadfast right beside the table as a devoted mother or at least as much as one could at the tender age of five.
“Ok Johnna thanks I’ll be there in just a second.”
All done she lifted the baby cradle like in her arms and then very gently placed her back in Lindsey’s waiting arms. “Now she’s all clean. Feeling better?”
Not one to say much she supplied Malaya with a bright smile and nodded her head and bounced away. Much improved, Malaya thought. A couple of weeks ago she would burst into tears if someone looked at her too long let alone talked to her. Remembering her waiting guest, she quickly washed her hands, praying it was the investor she had to all but beg to come for a visit. The center desperately needed funding or soon they would not be able to stay open and assist needy families. Refusing to think of that possibility she put on her best face and walked out of the classroom. She saw Johnna smiling all goofy like giving her a thumbs up sign and was all smiles too until she turned to see who her visitor was. Time stopped, all noises quit and all she could see was Chico’s shade shrouded face standing just inside her rec center walking towards her with purpose and intent in his stride. Try as she might the smile on her face was lost. How could this be happening to her, not here not now. She had all but convinced herself that her time with him was a mirage and he really didn’t exist at least not in the capacity she wanted him to exist in. Which in truth was the truth, what she wanted from him at the time he couldn’t or wouldn’t give and he dismissed her. He may have been right and what she felt for him was partly gratitude but she was old enough to know which emotions where which and when they transpired into something else. It took her three months to come to terms with the idea that whatever she felt for him was sorely misplaced and needed revamping. Now after she had managed to pull the scraps of her life back together here he comes. As he neared she put on a resemblance of a smile and stayed her ground, find out what he wants and then get rid of him. Simple


He could see the brittle smile on her face and the light go out of her eyes as soon as she saw him. To a lesser man that may have sent him packing but Chico was far from a punk and he didn’t come this far away from home to leave without a fight. As soon as he made the decision to look for her, It seemed as if things moved in a tailspin for him. Drew and Connie knew exactly where she was and it was as if he was trying to take Fort Knox when he asked where she was. Connie who had formed a friendship with her refused to divulge the information for fear of him upsetting her more than he did when she was with him. To say he was pissed was an understatement, but he understood her feelings and he couldn’t blame her. If he did manage to find her would she be willing to listen to him was she even available to be with him and why would she waste her time on a nobody like him. After much convincing and pleading on his part he managed to wrangle the address of her work place out of them, with the threat if he hurt her again it would be his last. He didn’t take it lightly. Now as he was striding towards her he couldn’t help but appreciate everything about her. From her thick swinging mane to her smooth peanut butter complexion to her bright expressive gaze that now showed truly how wary she was of him. When he stopped in front of her, she still hadn’t acknowledged him, she just kept staring in confusion.
“Is there somewhere we can talk?” he asked
She snapped out of it quickly, pushing some get right into her spine and led him to her office and closed the door after he was inside. She stood facing the door for a second longer than necessary trying to get her wits about her but it was all useless for the moment she turned around to face him, he had removed his sunglasses blasting her with his mesmerizing blue gaze.
“Chico” she whispered unknowingly.
He stepped towards her invading her space cupping the back of her head through her mass of hair and aimed for her mouth. It happened so fast she didn’t see it coming and after it started he was relentless to let up until she was clinging to him losing herself. Not a moment too soon he slowly released her mouth.
Now maybe that was not the way he should have started off but he couldn’t seem to resist. He hadn’t seen nor touched her in three long months and the wait was killing him.
“What are you doing here, Chico?” she said softly after she finally recovered. Finally lifting her gaze back up to meet his. To ask him the purpose of the kiss would be pointless, it was because he wanted to. He always did what he wanted to, regardless of the cost to everyone else.
“I needed to see you. I need to apologize for how I treated you”
She was quiet for a moment unable to comprehend the motive behind his visit. When she last saw him, he all but told her that to get lost, her battling tears the whole nine, now he wants to apologize. For what?
“There’s no need to apologize, you said how you felt and I accepted that.” She said walking around him to stand behind her desk. She needed the added buffer afraid if she stood too close she may launch herself into his arms like an idiot and never let go of him come hell or high water.
“No I wasn’t, I just didn’t know what I wanted at the time.”
“It’s ok you don’t have to spare my feelings I’m a big girl and as I said I accepted it. Maybe you were right it was gratitude for all that you did for me.”
He had a sinking feeling in his stomach but he refused to acknowledge it. He had thought of several scenarios in his mind all ending with her telling him what he could do and where he could go but yet here he was and he refused to not try.
“Malaya baby look at me” he said softly pleading in his voice.
She looked at him warily on guard no doubt for the next bomb he would drop on her.
“When we made love that night that was not gratitude. Not for me, not for you it was love.
She started shaking her head in denial, yet her eyes were starting to get shiny. He knew he had to get this out or he never would.
“Yes, baby you loved me enough to give yourself to me and in return I took all you had not knowing what lay in my heart. I swore I would never get close to another woman, yet there you were in my space in my arms, in my heart and I wasn’t ready for it so I lashed out at you out of fear.”
“Chico please don’t do this to me”
“No listen. You asked me what I was afraid of remember? Remember?” he said looking into her eyes willing her to remember those painful moments.
“Yes I remember” she mumbled.
“You were right I was afraid, of you loving me because I don’t deserve your love Malaya especially after all you have been through but I found myself wanting it like I want air to breathe. I wanted you in my life, you, me, your daughter. I wanted it all and that scared me. I told you only bits and pieces about my wife. But to make a long story short, I loved her more than I think I have loved anybody and she loved me and I lost her, but the more I was around you my feelings for you and your daughter overshadowed any thoughts of love I previously had and that put me on dangerous ground if something happened to you or you walked away I would not be able to survive it.”
Tears were now streaming down her downcast face. She slowly sat in her chair and silently cried. Unable to bear it, he walked over to her and kneeled in from of her. Lifting her chin and brushing her hair out of the way he kissed her tears away.

“I need you by my side baby. I know I am a little rough around the edges but your love soothes me to my heart and I can’t lose you.”
She was crying in earnest now, clutching her chair trying her hardest not to grab him but then he had to go and say it.
“I love you”
She lost the battle and launched herself at him holding on for dear life. All the while he kept repeating that phrase in her ear as he placed kisses to her face. He wiped away her tears staring at her with such love in his eyes that she was sure she was going to drown.
“I love you too”
“I know baby” he smiling a smile that she had only seen on rare occasions and her heart blossomed from the shine of it. She shook her head at his arrogance yet she knew she would love him anyway. Her knight in shining army that took the time to heal her heart by allowing her to heal his and all it took was a simple yet complicated game of hide and seek.


The End! Hope you enjoyed Chico and Malaya's game to fine love. Until Next time

Hide and Seek(CH14-17)

Chapter 14

After they got back to the house, he made her tell him the whole story about her relationship with Dominique and how they got to the point they were now. He reassured her that he couldn’t help her unless she told him the facts. Feeling as though she bared her soul she felt even more helpless and wanted to sink into a hole and disappear.
He tried to hand her a shot of jack, saying it would calm her nerves but she refused. When he said it would help her relax, she asked catching them both off guard, “Does it help you?”
“This isn’t about me.” He clipped off closing off any further conversation concerning his life or lack thereof.
“Why not you know everything about me?”
“Out of necessity, my life has no bearing in this situation.”
“It does if you are suggesting helping me and risking your life. The people who care about you may feel a little differently than you do.”
“It’s just me and my alcohol. Satisfied?” he growled
Silence greeted him but the look in her eyes spoke volumes. Pity
He refused to comment on his wife or anything about his life, it didn’t matter.
Shaking her head realizing he wasn’t to give an inch unless he wanted to she stood up and began gathering her things.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m leaving, I don’t know anything about you and I refuse to drag you further into my mess. I’m going to go to the airport and book a flight to nowhere and leave. You asked me what kind of woman would leave her child. The kind that has no choice but to save their life because hers is on borrowed time. I will do anything for my baby and that includes giving her to a complete stranger just so he can’t get her. He won’t hesitate to kill me or anyone for that matter he only wants her.”

Chico looked at her, really looked at her and realized that she was dead serious. She wasn’t afraid to die, she was just afraid for her child. She loved her enough to give up her life in exchange for hers. And all she was asking was a little assurance and he couldn’t even offer that to her.
He walked away from her not knowing what he wanted to say and why he wanted to say anything at all. She looked so helpless yet resigned to her fate to live her life without her child the only thing in this world that meant anything to her or die to save her.

“My wife is dead, three years ago of cancer. The only person who maybe cares a fig about my existence is my brother in law Drew and his wife Connie. So in short it’s just me. Happy?” He asked when he noticed she stopped packing and stood perfectly still listening to every word.
“Why are you helping me?”
“I don’t know. Do you have to have an answer to everything?” he said getting annoyed.
“Yes I do. There has to be some motive behind your generosity. You said it’s just you, then why care about me.
“Damn just let me help you!”
She looked at him for a minute, weighing the cost of her decision. “Just take me to the airport, that’s all the help I need”
“What if they find you there, then what?”
“I’ll deal with it.” She mumbled refusing to acknowledge the fear pushing its way to the surface.
“No I got a better idea.”


Chapter 15

“I can’t do that” she said shaking her head at the three people looking at her.
Chico stood up and walked to her blocking her body from their audience. “What other choice do you have? Let them take her and then we can figure this out and then you can come and get her without losing your rights to her. I told you I will help you, let me.”
“Suppose they find her” she whispered fiercely. “I told you they are killers they will not hesitate to take their lives just to get to her and I can’t live with that.”
“How will they find her? They think you have nobody and that she will be with you. Come on let them help and before you know it you will have her and your life back.”
“If something happens to them I will never forgive myself”
“It won’t, trust me!”
After a moment of getting lost in the sea of his eyes she nodded her head.
“OK, Drew man I owe you big.”

Chapter 16

The next three days went by in whirlwind for Malaya. She didn’t know if she was coming or going and she saw no end in sight. Chico and Drew spent more time together talking on the phone with this person or that person trying to tie together lose strings while Connie kept her company easing her fears that all would be well. Meesha’s constant babbling and smiles gave her escapes to happy places for even brief moments. She obviously knew her mommy needed it. She was introduced to Detective Jake Morrison that was a friend of the family, he was working with them to catch Dominique and his flunkies corresponding with other jurisdictions and he had a file stacked to the brim on Dominique Marcos ranging from drug trafficking to capital murder. The only thing he was as slippery as fish straight out of water and as clever as a chameleon. The only reasonable way to get him to come out of hiding and show his true side was to use Malaya as a lure. Chico agreed but didn’t really seem to like the idea that much if the coolness in his eyes and set of his jaw was any indication. She would have to come out from hiding and make herself available to be seen and possibly caught. The thought brought a wave of sickness to her but she knew short of a miracle which of course never happened to her since the day she met Dominique she was resigned to her fate.
“Let’s do it”



Chapter 17

After the decision was made the days melted away and she felt again overwhelmed by the task and wait before her. Chico had been in a brooding mood every since she agreed to the plan. After they got back to his house he refused to say anything just kept staring at her like he wanted to say something or better yet do something which forced her to retreat to his bedroom. The desire banked behind the anger in his eyes fueled something inside of her that wanted to break free yet she knew it was a mistake and would create even more problems to her already complicated situation. Alone in the bedroom she took her borrowed hat off and truly got a look at herself in the mirror. Her long braid dangling in the middle of her back, she silently began unbraiding it allowing the thick waves to surround her. She never wore her hair down anymore form fear of recognition but now it was required. She picked up her brush and began to brush trying to tell herself it was almost over. Just a little while longer and she would be free. She heard the knock on the door but didn’t bother to answer. He would come in anyway if he wanted to, and he did.
“Malaya---“ he began when he came in the room but the vision of her stopped his words. A curtain of black curls surrounding her made his mouth go dry and his permanent hard on to increase in size. She was even more beautiful than he first thought and his want for her was reaching dangerous levels. He had been on edge since he finished talking to Jake and deciding with a certainty that she would be using herself to entice Dominique to come out of hiding. The thought of something going wrong and harm coming to her made his stomach clench and his anger to increase to fatal levels. There is no telling how he would react if the worst happened and he didn’t even want to think about it. All he could see was her sitting on his bed looking at him with trust and want in her eyes and he wasn’t sure if he was strong enough to walk away this time.
Malaya wasn’t sure what he saw when he looked at her but she knew this was a bad idea. She made a move to put her hair back up when he finally moved from his spot on the floor.
“Don’t” he said hoarsely feeling as though he was losing touch with reality and was in the presence of an angel. As she dropped the holding her hair she dropped her head also. He couldn’t take it, just one kiss and he would leave. But that one kiss was definitely going to happen.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Hide and Seek(CH 11-13)

Chapter 11

The first night rolled away becoming two and Malaya was beginning to get annoyed yet again. Dominique had yet to come and get her and her captor limited his talks to only when deemed necessary which was to bring her food or ask her preference on certain things. She wondered why he bothered to ask her her opinion anyway it wasn’t like he cared or anything. Sleep was just a vague memory to her. She of course was exhausted but refused to leave herself open and vulnerable like that for even a minute. He of course would comment on it and make her that much more irritated. She felt as though her reality was slipping and taking her into unknown territory. Every time she was forced to endure his presence her awareness escalated to scalding temperatures which she didn’t know how to handle. She knew the signs for what they were which only made her positive she had lost what was left of her mind. How was it possible that she was attracted to the man that had her under lock and key. That blue eyed devil with absolutely no charm, an attitude to boot and a job of kidnapping women and children off the street and she was attracted to him. That thought was enough to make her want to cry. When she picked them she sure knew how to pick em’.

She slouched on the bed playing with her daughter when he knocked once and came in. She had already surmised that this was his apartment and not just a dummy one were slaves were hidden to be tortured. So why was she still here?
“When is Dominique coming or is it your job to torture me?” she asked with a little heat. The wait of the unknown is worse than the actual thing happening.
He ignored her comment while he pulled a t-shirt out of his drawer. He tried to keep his hormones and attitude to himself but it seemed that all he wanted to do was run his fingers through her thick curls and make himself a map of her body with his tongue. Not to mention sleeping on his couch or the floor for that matter meant that he got little to no sleep anyway.
“Answer me!” she hissed trying not to scream and possibly scare her child. Of course he didn’t he only turned those blue eyes on her for a brief moment long enough to chill her to the core then warm her up and then turn back slamming the drawer closed. Without thought he pulled his shirt over his head proceeding to replace it when she jumped off the bed demanding that he answer her question yet again. Her mistake initiated his mistake. If she would not have walked up on him it would have never happened but she did with her eyes flashing and all he could see was the outline of her breast and movement of her hips and lips that were screaming for his attention. It happened so fast he didn’t think about the price and before she drew her next breath she was posted on his dresser with him pressed intimately between her thighs inhaling her scent right before he took her mouth and any protest that she would have possibly thought of. The kiss was sweet torture, her hands at first trying to push him away next leaving impressions on his skin trying to hold on. Only his slipping control and her whimpers made him back away before he would have undressed her and made slow sweet love to her. Her dazed expression as he slowly released her mouth was enough to make him want to keep going yet he knew he couldn’t continue yet he couldn’t quite quit either so with the promise to quit he placed one last kiss on her lips before he backed away. He lifted her away from the dresser and set her at arm’s length away from him. Taking his time to get his body under control he leaned down and picked up the balled up shirt he was intending to wear and pulled it on over his head before he looked at her again. He felt the punch to his gut when he saw what he thought was fear and confusion in her eyes and said with as much feeling as he could muster yet softly. “Regardless of what you think, I am on your side and I won’t let anyone hurt you or her. I promise” then he turned and walked away silently saying to himself that his promise included him as well.


Chapter 12

On day three she ventured out of the room to use the restroom and found the house empty. The TV was on as usual but she was alone. Her excitement and confusion mounted as she checked the kitchen and bathroom only increasing as she looked out the windows trying to see if she could see him anywhere in sight. Not seeing him she forgot all about her going to the bathroom and quickly grabbed her things every so often looking over her shoulders as she dressed Meesha. She closed the bedroom door to make it seem like she was still there and left everything the way he had it before walking right out the front door. Every since that kiss she had been on guard and she felt as though she about to break waiting on the next thing to happen to knock her off course yet nothing happened. He spoke even less to her after that and only communicated for food purposes. She was no longer sure of anything. Three days had passed since she was brought there to his house and yet Dominique had not showed up or even called to threaten her with promises of torture before he killed her. And every time she even mentioned his name to Chico or inquired about him he would get upset which increased her confusion. She even knew that was the reason for the kiss or at least part of the reason. She could taste his anger underlying the passion that was all consuming. Another reason she had to flee, if she was wrong and he was telling the truth, she didn’t want him anywhere near her if Dominique found her. She kept looking around trying to make sure she was not being followed yet she doubted she was it was still early and a lot of people where walking around going to and from wherever. She had walked about two blocks when she stopped at a store to get a few things such as snacks she could eat and some bottles of water. She planned on getting on a bus or a plane somewhere and disappearing. Forget trying to hope for him to give up and leave her alone that was obviously not going to happen. And she couldn’t chance it with her daughter. She paid for her purchases and was about to leave the store when two familiar faces stepped out of a dark SUVs pulling a guy aside while showing out a picture. Her breath caught in her throat and she quickly moved away from the door and closer to the window to look but not be seen while Chuck and Johnny questioned people with her picture. He wasn’t joking they really have found her. She knew those two idiots and they knew her. Dominique’s do boys. She also knew that if they were this close to her that Dominique wouldn’t be far behind when they found her. They wouldn’t hesitate to call him to get her. Her body shook from the fear that the thought produced. She had to get away, her life and that of her daughters depended on it. She looked around the store for another way out but saw none. The clerk of course kept throwing her suspicious looks which didn’t make her feel any more secure about her hiding place. Chuck and Johnny jumped back in the vehicle and pulled away after a few minutes of questioning. She didn’t move from her spot until five minutes had passed. Finally when her legs would allow movement she quickly left the store in a rush to get as far away as possible going in the opposite direction of the truck. She was frantic, she didn’t have to speculate what would happen to her if they caught her. Meesha was awake and whining no longer content squeezed tightly against her mother’s chest in her sling. Walking as fast as she could constantly looking over her shoulder, she wasn’t paying attention to the oncoming traffic and ran into someone, who quickly accepted her apology and let her pass but which her continuous movement long enough for a pair of hands to reach out and grab her. She didn’t hesitate to scream.

Chapter 13

Chico had been out of his mind when he returned and found that she was gone. He had walked in the house noticing nothing different yet when he knocked on her door and walked in she was gone. His mind worked many scenarios none of which were pleasant and he immediately left to look for her. Seeing her come out of the convenience store was a blessing and the fear in her every step ate at his heart yet he couldn’t decide if he wanted to kiss her or strangle her for leaving the house. Of course having no respect for men who hit women he knew he wouldn’t do the latter and with the trouble he was having with his raging hormones for her he didn’t dare do the former either. He saw her collide with someone and knew he had to hurry up and get to her, she was only a step away from running. When he reached out and grabbed her, her scream drew more attention than he wanted. Calling her name in her ear cut off her scream and she did something that he never saw coming. She twirled around in his arms with tears standing in her eyes holding onto him for dear life.
“Chico” she cried softly
The impact of his name off her lips did something to him that he couldn’t describe and didn’t want an explanation for. Mindful of her baby in between them he loosened his hold on her that automatically happened when she latched on to him.
“It’s ok” he tried in vain to calm her but only increased her tears and rambling
“No it’s not. There here, I saw them. It’s not ok. He can’t have her”
“Honey its ok” He said softly placing a kiss on top of her head.
She tried to push out of his arms, knowing that the safety she felt there was just an allusion of her on mind. “I gotta get out of here, before they come back”
“NO!” he said with much force, trying not to think why the thought of her leaving and not seeing her was so important. Realizing he was only making it worse after seeing her face he lowered his voice turning her face back to his forcing her to look at him.
“Didn’t I tell you that I wouldn’t let anyone hurt you or her.”
“He doesn’t want me, he wants her and he knows that only if he kills me will he get her. I can’t let that happen. Please let me go, I gotta get out of here.”
“No, we’ll figure it out together but first let’s go back to the house and talk about this and then we can decide.
“This doesn’t include you, you have no reason to get involved.”
“I am involved, let’s go”

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Hide and Seek(CH 8-10)

Chapter 8

She sat down on the toilet seat and tried to think of what her options were. They were few and far between as far as she could tell but nonetheless she needed a plan. Meesha of course no longer crying was silently playing with her feet no worse for the wear. That alone was enough to make Malaya suck up her emotions. Her baby didn’t deserve this, she deserved a hell of a lot more and dammit she was determined she was going to get it for her. She rinsed her face in the sink then sat back down on the seat while gathering things out of her bag. That’s when she heard the knock on the door.
“Are you alright? Look Malaya I told you I am not going to hurt you or your baby.”
That remains to be seen, Malaya thought but she kept her comments to herself. After she brought out the things she needed from the bag she closed it back up and scooped her baby back up in her arms, took a deep breath and unlocked the door. She walked back in the living room, her eyes immediately finding his as he longed on the couch obviously waiting on her to return. It wasn’t fair that he was so handsome, well at least in a rugged sort of way. It was to her surprise that she even noticed. She had rarely looked at anyone let alone a man in almost a year. Nevertheless his handsome face was not one you could forget and lord those eyes. She shook her head at her stupidity and concentrated on a way to get out of here. Of course the front door would be choice but she very much doubted he would simply let her walk out. So that only left the windows. There were two on either side of the door and one behind her beside the table. She was sure there were more or at least she hoped so, she needed to get out of here.
“So what kind of mother thinks of leaving her child on a church step?”
Her head snapped back to look at him, and she could see the anger that lurched behind his now chilling gaze and wondered was it merely he was mad she almost out smarted him and cost him his cut of the money or was there more to it. She didn’t respond, because she doubted she could keep the contempt she felt out of her voice. She almost succeeded until he had the nerve to look at her as if she disgusted him and then she couldn’t not say anything. “I rather her be with strangers than to end up with someone who is related but could give a damn about her. But I’m sure you know absolutely nothing about that considering you are simply my knight in shining armor right.”
Chico knew he goaded her on purpose simply because he found her desirable and it was far better to argue with her than to think of bedding her. What the hell was he thinking of bringing her here. Knight in shining armor, more like dented armor. He drug his hand down his face wearily and blew out a breath, it was definitely going to be a long night. He was about to try and apologize for his irritated outburst when his cell phone rang. She grew tensed
“Yea”
“Drew man I’m kind of busy right now, let me call you back in a bit”
“Yea” and he hung up.

She couldn’t take it, the wait. Something had to be done.
“How long are you keeping me here before Dominique come to get me?”
“Malaya, I don’t know Dominique hell I don’t know you I am just trying to help.
“You’re lying! You work for him just like the rest of them do. As you said you don’t know me yet you are holding me so that bastard can come and kill me and take my baby.” She was getting hysterical
Chico moved quickly and before she knew it he was sitting directly beside her with her chin in his hands in a tight but gentle grip.
“Look at me, my name is Chico Love and the first time I saw you was at the hospital when you lost your id. The day after I overheard two thugs talking about taking you and your baby so I thought to help. I’m not going to hurt you or let anyone else hurt you either.”
“Let me go” she said softly on the verge of more tears. God she wanted to believe him, but she would be stupid to, she knew that.
“You need some sleep, go and sleep in the bedroom.” I’ll be on the couch in here he added after her eyes tried to consume her face. She still however didn’t move until he gave a gentle shove in the right direction and closed the door behind her.



Chapter 9

Malaya surveyed her prison and was relieved to find a nice big window. She quickly sat Meesha on the bed not bothering to look past the window. All she saw was her means of escape and her joy and relief quickly consumed her. Of course only later when she was minus two fingernails and consumed by splinters she realized the window was not going to open. The only thing she could do was scream out in frustration. That too did nothing to soothe her crushed spirit especially when her gorgeous captor burst into the room in pretend of saving the day.
“What’s wrong?” He asked after he surveyed the room and saw nothing life threatening.
Only she didn’t bother answering, she simply sat on the bed beside her daughter with her head downcast inside her hands that were slightly bleeding.
“Why were you screaming and what happened to your hands” he said coming to stand directly in front of her looking at her.
“Go away” she mumbled clearly fighting back tears.
“Let me see your hands”
“Go away!” She screamed snapping her head up with fire shining in her glossy eyes.
“No one told you to try and open that window hell I can barely open it.”
“You bastard you knew I would try and open it! Or did you expect me to just sit in here naked waiting on you to do whatever the hell you want to me then wait on Dominique to come and finish me off!
Chico was brimming with anger and it radiated off his body as he stepped dangerously close invading her space. He would have said something clever in response but all he could think about was kissing her. So he turned on his heels and headed out of the bedroom slamming the door behind him only to return seconds later with rubbing alcohol, tweezers and band-aids. Not bothering to say a word he quickly exited the room again.


He was losing it. There was no doubt in his mind that he was going insane in the span of thirty minutes that had passed since he snatched her off the streets. What the hell was wrong with him? He ran a hand roughly down his face trying to make sense of the past 24 hours in his mind. Every since he saw her in the waiting room he had felt an unsettling restlessness that was more than normal for him. For the past three years after Janice died he promised himself that he wouldn’t give a damn about anything or anyone else. And until 24 hours ago he had made good on that promise, that’s why he didn’t understand the urgency he felt when concerning Malaya. Hell he didn’t even know her last name. Nevertheless, he knew enough to know that he wanted her like no other. It was downright crazy, how much strength it took from him to not kiss her fears away until all she felt was an overwhelming bone melting pleasure. Of course that would no doubt prove a bigger mistake than it was to even have brought her here in the first place. He blew out a ragged breath and tried to settle himself in for a long night that he was no doubt in for.


Chapter 10

Meesha blessedly fell asleep as if she knew exactly where she was and had no qualms about it. Which bombarded Malaya with conflicting emotions. She was happy that now that Meesha was comfortable in the middle of the big bed that she could think of a plan, but sad because her daughter was just adapting to the norm of being in different places frequently. She would cry at the thought but she realized that she was finally all cried out. For one year now she had been on the run from Dominique and his schemes to destroy her and now she was caught and had no choice but to wait it out to face the demon that placed more fear and hatred in her heart than she knew one body could possibly contain. If only she could get away from her present situation she would get out of the country as she should have down before and never return. If only she could convince him to let her go before Dominique came to get her. She had a little bit of money but in truth she needed that to make it to wherever she wanted to go. But if she could convince him to wait once she got out of town she could wire him the money from her other accounts. She hadn’t dared to touch any of her trust accounts that were set up for her by her grandparents long ago from fear that Dom would have connections high enough to somehow track her and find her. It didn’t matter anymore her time had run out and he had found her anyway. She sat on the floor by the bed chewing the rest of her nails off in a nervous attempt to think of a way to get away yet all were contingent on her captor Chico. All of her shoulda, coulda , woulda’s meant absolutely nothing if she couldn’t get away before Dominique or one of his usual flunkies came along.
She was steadily racking her brain for some way that didn’t concern him when the door opened and he leaned against the door jam. “Are you hungry?”
“No!” she said immediately ignoring the hunger pains scraping at her stomach. Which of course only increased when her nose got a whiff of freshly cooked bacon. No doubt he heard it but short of force feeding her there was nothing he could do about it. Which of course only increased his pique.
“You don’t have to starve yourself I don’t know how many times I have to tell you that I am not going to hurt you I am trying to help you.”
She remained silent refusing to argue the point which made no more sense to her than to actually believe he was telling the truth. He was lying and there no was no sense in hoping for different she gave up on her hope the moment he snatched her and brought her here. After a moment or two of realizing that she was not going to respond he walked away from the door only to return with a hamburger full to brim with cheese, lettuce, bacon, and tomatoes and a side of French fries. After setting the plate and a bottle of water on the table he left the room with these parting words.
“Eat it or don’t eat it. Regardless I offered.”
She didn’t want to think about why she felt like she was acting like a child and just been scolded for having a tantrum. Hell he could be trying to drug her then take advantage of her or better yet drug her then let Dominique know he had her where he wanted her. Defenseless.
After much pouting and silently swearing she would starve first she swallowed her pride and ate the food that was silently calling her name. She felt that although she had her daughter’s safety to concern herself with being able to sleep for even a few minutes without being hungry or terrified would be a relief.