Alex POV
Alex POV
I was in my office, trying hard not to think about Julienne and our argument, she slept in different room the night before and I could not say anything. I didn't have that right, in fact I had lost it the moment I had finished that argument with the words I had said....
" I know you met her, I know you had dinner with her but you said nothing to me when I asked " she croaked, her voice wobbling with emotions that I could not name that I didn't even want to think about at the moment, I hated what this was doing to me that she could look like I had hurt her even when we were nothing. I knew we were nothing–
" Is that what this is about, you saw Corey Montgomery and then you saw the pictures and you felt guilty but you want to make this about me instead of you" I muttered and she flinched was the truth hitting too close to home I wanted to know so much so that I wanted to lash out.
I took her shoulder in my grip and looked at her deeply, her eyes that were filled with tears, a small sheen but enough to make me want to stop this, to just take it all back and forget about this but my gaze bored into hers just like she looked into my soul, there was no saving us now, no salvaging of anything all I could do was complete the mission the reason why we were together.
" You don't need to be guilty"
" When you came to me, you asked me to help you get revenge. I can't be mad when you try to do what we need to get that revenge" I said softly smiling lightly. She stilled like I was cutting her to pieces like she could feel from every fiber of her being
" We are partners in crime, what we do in our personal time outside of this revenge matters only to ourselves" I whispered softly. I patted her hair and walked away from from her even as my heart constricted in pain and confusion that I ignored.
There bad to be boundaries to this, a way that I would go to protect both of us. I turned away from her, ran my hands over my chest a little and then stalked towards my bedroom.
" I'm going to bed " I called back to her, I didn't turn, didn't look back, I knew she was standing there dumbfounded like some and teary eyed . And I wanted to go back to her to tell her I was sorry but I was an idiot, I couldn't have done it not when I was the one hurting her, not when I was the one who was responsible for what she was going through, so I walked away and got into bed. I lay there all night thinking of what I needed to do, I heard her hours later open the door to the guestroom and close it shut, then I heard nothing else...
I was tired, and frustrated and I wanted to get this over with the business with as soon as possible I looked to the file in my desk that had some of the little activities that Corey Montgomery had been on, business deals that were coming in, contacts and I begun to make calls, I could get the deals diverted.
Form me personally I wanted him enraged enough to snap, that was what I was looking forward to.
When a Montgomery snapped then it could really be bad but I needed him to snap, I needed him to show me his true colors, the colors I had seen once all those years ago. I remembered...
She was screaming again, she was always screaming these days. And it was always fitful screams like a wounded animal I didn't know why, uncle Trent said she was sad and it was just a way to let the silence go away but then she would wound herself– scrapes and cuts bruises that seemed etched into her skin.
They would heal but only barely before she would scratch at them again, cutting the scabs. Her skin was pale and red and purple, and sometimes she would let me hold her while she held me, patting my hair as she told me stories. Those were her lucid moments, when she was happy so she would stroke my hair softly. I didn't remember those stories just her voice that seemed to speak to me all the time soft and low and not screaming. I was most happy that she was not screaming but then there were nights where she would get volatile but not loud or hysterical she would tell me of the man who had hurt her, never anything explicit but I knew that it was bad even when I wasn't sure what she was talking about. I never told my uncle, even when she wrote his name I never told. I swore revenge,to make them pay for what they had done to my mother and then one day I came back from school and she was gone.
Feet dangling midair, the white of her night gown in the air like it was deceiving me and I couldn't help but cry out in surprise,fear horror I was not sure which one it was. She was too pale now I could see it as I looked her, her lips blue but she was too pale.
The not on her bedside table, saying how sad she was and how she could not take it anymore and how she wanted it all to end but I knew my mother's writing and this wasn't it. I would find who this was and I knew where I would start. The Montgomery's.
Years it had taken years and no valuable information was found and then the accident had happened and now I was here. I would get my revenge, I had to but that could only work if I forgot Julienne Campry while I was at it.
My phone rang and I grabbed it, smiling a little bit
" Hello my dear prince of Persia" I muttered into the phone leaning back into my chair , he laughed and I sighed
" Of course, my dearest rebel. How are you doing" he asked and I sighed
" I'm well, and wondering why you are calling me at this time with a number that is clearly not your countries"
" Well let's say I found something else to keep me here " he muttered and I nodded
" So what woman is keeping my dear friend Paul here now" I asked and he huffed
" Tammy Ford " he whispered and I stilled
" I can hear you thinking all the way from here" he replied in a short laugh and I sighed
" I know her, and if I'm not mistaking you know her as well" Paul hummed
" Yes the ex-girlfriend " he replied I ran my hands through my hair , I could not claim to understand, her or what she did, I would likely never understand Paul but I knew Tammy and I didn't want her hurt
" Paul , Tammy is fragile" I muttered and he laughed
" No she's not but I understand what you're trying to say and I promise to do my best not to let her suffer"
" No suffering ag all" I muttered underneath my breathe and he sighed something drawn out which was never a good sign with Paul that he was bored
" I won't let her suffer"
" That is very good since it's all I can really ask for anyway, how are you enjoying your stay " I asked and he mumbled beneath his breathe
" Well I'm looking forward to meeting with your beautiful wife. When will you invite me to dinner I wonder " he asked and I sighed
" Give me a few days will you " I said softly and he sighed
" Is there trouble in paradise" he asked and I sighed
" I'm not sure I want to think about that at all " I hissed and he laughed
" That bad huh"
" I'll invite you to dinner so stop hounding" I stated and he huffed
" Do you need help " I asked and he sighed
" No, my apartment is fine all I need is something to do which is where I come in"
" Do you need help with your revenge scheme" he asked and I grinned
" That's would not be a bad idea. I think he's up to something and I need to find out what he does on his private dime"
" That's should not be difficult for me " he said and I nodded because that was true. I wasn't planning on asking how he would get it done. I just wanted it finished, I wanted Corey Montgomery and his family done.