âYouâre fucking kidding me?â Meredithâs amber eyes look at me, full of fear. She brushes her curly hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear.
Weâre all at Meredithâs apartment the night before Emiliaâs wedding and I fill them in on why my hair is cut unexpectedly short. Shane still hasnât been found by the police and it was driving me crazy.
I was scared for myself, for my mother, and for my baby. I was having trouble sleeping the past couple of nights afraid Shane would be standing over me with the same scissors he used to cut off my hair.
My under eyes have become dark and my face lifeless. I was so jumpy even at work. This incident has made everything I do an obstacle and I get scared every time I turn around or fall asleep.
Shane had an awful childhood. Both of his parents abandoned him and he was left to be raised by his grandparents. Even then, they were absent. When I fell in love with him, I fell in love with his humor and the way he persevered through his life without his parents. But now, it looks like itâs biting me in the ass.
We were friends in high school and then became more after we both graduated. Shane was handsome and at one point, . I stupidly looked over all the red flags when we were together because of his story but now? After he joined the military, every single flaw he had just multiplied. Heâs become one of the biggest regrets of my life.
âNo, Iâm not kidding you. Iâm scared Meredith. Iâm sleeping with my brotherâs gun and we set up security cameras. Hopefully, he doesnât come back and the police catch him. I just donât know what to do. I canât sleep.â I groan. âI worry not only for my life but I worry for my baby and my mothers. She is at an age where I fear for her health when she gets stressed out.â
âOh, honeyâ¦â Emilia rubs my shoulder comforting me, frowning concerned.
âSo, your mother knows now?â Emilia asks. Weâre all sitting in the middle of her living room, eating pizza. The sounds of a romantic comedy movie playing in the background on her widescreen TV. Meredithâs apartment was almost empty. She had just moved in and she only had limited furniture and decorations. A thick brown blanket was a barrier between our butts and the floor.
âYes, she knows⦠At first, she was mad.
But we talked it out and now sheâs getting excited. Sheâs called all of her sisters and theyâre already planning a baby shower for me. They should be flying in sometime before the baby is born.â
âThis honestly makes me feel so relieved. I thought you were going to have to move in with me, thank the heavens!â Meredith jokes while her eyes bulge. I laugh and nudge her away.
âHarry already told me he wants five kids.â Emilia exposes, looking at the ground.
Emiliaâs confession sends Meredith choking on her soda. We both start patting her back laughing.
âYeah, no thank you⦠good luck with that. I donât want kidsâ¦â Meredith says before snapping her eyes at me, full of guilt. âNo offense.â
Emilia rolls her eyes at her before we all laugh.
âSo⦠I have a confession to make, Ari.â Meredith puts down her cup of soda and gets comfortable, repositioning herself.
âOh, gosh. What?â When Meredith confesses things, itâs never good. I was already mentally preparing for the worst.
Meredith stays quiet, and her breathing pace changes. She studies me and Emilia while both of us look back at her waiting for a disaster to pour out of her mouth.
âI always had the biggest crush on your older brother,â Meredith says with a tone of sadness. I frown at her admission. I always knew she did.
âI know you did. Iâm shocked you thought I never knew.â
âIt was that obvious huh?â Meredith arches a brow.
I nod, rubbing her biceps.
âHow do you think Danny will react to all of this with Shane?â Meredith asks, taking a bite of her pizza.
The question makes me freeze. The thought of Danny still has me feeling empty on the inside. The amount of information I have to spill to him when I see him has me overwhelmed. At this point, I just wanted him to come home safely. Alive. From Paulâs death to Violetâs story, Iâm traumatized.
âI donât know⦠but Iâm more scared of what , than Shane himself.â
The man almost killed him for assaulting me at El Devine. If Danny finds Shane before the cops do, it will be Shaneâs karma.
I park my car in the driveway of my house. I left Meredithâs place at around midnight.
I twist the keys out from the ignition and look at my house. Every single light is turned off inside except the front porch light. My mom always leaves it on for me when she knows Iâm coming back home. Itâs her way of saying that sheâs waiting for me.
I grab my backpack and throw it over my shoulders.
The sound of a helicopter rumbles through the air and I immediately snap my attention to the dark sky.
I smile. It sends me back to the night I overcame my fear of flying. And the night I found out just how dark Dannyâs sadistic desires go. My smile relaxes as I watch it fly further and further away from the area. We live near the military post so it doesnât surprise me to see military aircraft. Never did I think twice about watching them fly by but recently, it has me thinking of the man that has me wrapped around his finger.
Iâm about to unlock my house when I feel someone grab me by the wrist and push their body up against me. My cheek is glued to the door and I can feel both of my hands trapped tight in someoneâs grasp.
I scream.
âOh Ari Cakes, we wouldnât want to wake the neighbors, would we?â Shane covers my mouth against his palm, my sounds now muted and Iâm sobbing.
This canât be happening.
Shane is behind me and the terror I feel has me sweating. I feel like Iâm going to faint with the massive scare heâs giving me.
âYou fucking slut. I canât believe you fucked him. I canât believe youâre going to have You should be He seethes into my ear, careful not to attract any attention from the neighbors or from my mother inside.
I look up at the security camera we have installed at the front door. Itâs hidden in the top corner and Shane watches my eyes move from the door to the cameras.
My common sense starts to kick in and I bite down on his fingers, the hardest I can.
âAhh! You fucking bitch, you bit me!â He shouts. He lets me go, stepping away from me and I take this as an opportunity to threaten him.
Heâs holding onto his fingers, comforting himself as he looks at the security camera.
My front door swings open and my mother pulls me in.
âMija!â She shouts.
âYou better leave now, Shane! The security system alerted the cops and theyâre on their way, your face is all over our cameras.â I shut the door on him, locking it and sure enough, sirens can be heard from a distance. I look through the peephole and Shane is red, full of wrath, and has a psychotic craze expression all over his face.
He takes off running and I no longer have sights on him. Iâm breathing hard, crying into my motherâs shoulder.