I stayed in the hospital for another 4 weeks, eventually my lung inflated and stayed that way, and after what felt like a zillion tests, the Doc gave me my discharge papers, it was official, I was strong enough to return home, leaving the hospital with Mara and my mom, I felt like a cat that had nine lives, honest to god I could not believe how lucky I had been, yeah ok, it had been bad luck so far, but lucky in that I had survived all the trauma, yes sir I was more than happy to head home, with Mara on my arm on the right and my ma on the left, and me in a wheel chair, and each of them pushing with a handle each; we headed down on the elevator to the basement parking lot.
As the doors opened, the parking lot was dark and dimly lit, and my heart started to race, it took my breath away, Ma and Mara stopped pushing and looked at me, "You ok Baby?" Mara knelt down beside me, with her hand of my knee and love and concern wrote across her beautiful face, I managed a smile as I answered, "Yeah, just haunted by old ghosts..." She smiled back at me, and stroking my hand she nodded her head in agreement, six weeks ago this was where it all started with Dot, and it was proving difficult for us to let go and just carry on. The fear was there.
My ma, was now in control of my chair and pushed me forward and headed straight for her car, she had parked to the west and towards an outlet where the sun was shining through, and rested on her car. When we got there I stood, Mara and mom pushed the chair over to the collection bays and we all got inside the car. Yes, we all checked no one was hiding there, mainly for my fear if im honest, but I guess for all of us too. Smiling across to me, my mom started the engine and we took a less than exciting and uneventful journey back home.
As we swung the car down my drive the fear I had returned, this time I held it in check, when my ma pulled the car to a stop, we all got out. looking at the house from the outside, you never would have known the heartache and pain that both Mara and me had been subject too just three months ago, I had no idea what to expect when we entered inside.
With my feet shuffling across the gravel and taking really slow steps, tow arms finally gripped me from either side and escorted me faster to the entrance. Mara placed the key into the lock and turned it and pushed the door open, inside, there were screams and shouting " Surprise" and stood in the middle was Richie and my Kids, moving forward Richie spoke "Welcome home buddy" then Steph cuddled into my chest, and said, "Welcome home daddy.." as the boys came over and said the same. when I looked up there were all my friends and family,
Wednesday, 2 July 2014
Thursday, 15 May 2014
Chapter 63 - The Truth and the wole truth!!!
After my father's outburst, I saw the faces of Jessie and Jake. Jessie was shocked but lil Jake, he stood his eye's filled with water, his voice shaky as he asked, "M-m-m-Mara shot mom?" as his sentence was said the tears started to fall. It mattered not how me or Mara, or my parents felt about Dot, at the end of the day she was their mother, and of course it would hurt them to know Mara shot her, and now; thanks to my assole of a father, I had to tell the truth like it or not.
I looked at my father who was stood still at the back of the room by the window, a smug look on his weathered face.
Jessie soothed Jake and took him out to the vending machine to buy him some candy, he gave me that look that was filled with disgust and pity! I had to accept that it was in the open and face what wrath my kids bestowed on me, I deserved it. I was racked with guilt, but in this minute, my feelings aside; I seized the opportunity to speak to my pitiful excuse of a father.
" why did you do that?, do you hate your grand kids that much, you want them to be hurt even more?, what kind of sadist are you?, ya know, just when I think you cant get any lower you go and surprise me more. Mara and I wanted to tell the kids in our own time, what in the fucks name possessed you? and how the fuck did you know anyway?"
"oh let up Jon, you soft soap things way to much for them, your just like your mother. Doing what is ever best for the kids," he used his finger in the air to make imaginary quotation marks, then carried on.
"Why can't you just be honest?, huh?, they needed to know, they asked you three times?, are you a fucking man or mouse."
My temper was rising and I was struggling to hold it back, but the Dr said I had to rest my voice, it took every ounce of strength I possessed not to let rip and punch the muther fucker in the mouth, but I held it together.
"The kids would have known in good time, it was for Mara and me to tell them not you. as for being man or a mouse, I am more of a man than you will ever be, not because I am soft and make things easy for my kids, but because I have compassion and caring in my soul. You don't have a heart, in place of yours is sarcasm and an evil I would not even want or try to understand. You maybe my father by birth, but not by choice." I ended the conversation by adding, "Thanks for calling in, but your visit is over, now leave and don't come back."
"Strong words son, but when you think about it, you know I am right, I have made you what you are..."
"Just shut the fuck up and go, this is over"
"Hear me out, ok?"
my temper erupted, "I said, GET THE FUCK OUT!"
three nurses came into the room after hearing my outburst.
my father reached the door and just raised a salute with his hand as he left, still with a smug look on his face.
I laid back my head on the pillow and my heart beating so fast I thought it would burst from my chest. The nurses tending to me, and making sure I was ok. with a real sore raspy voice I apologised. They smiled at me to let me know they were fine and understood. As the nurses left, Jessie and Jake came back into the room, then Mara.
Jessie looked at Mara, and there was a coldness in his eye's never seen before. "Jessie, Son, I will explain then maybe you will understand, but I want to tell you all together, ok, please don't judge until you have all the facts, that's all I ask."
He turned his look away from Mara and looked at me, and simply nodded his understanding. Jake just sobbed and Jessie held him close while we waited.
Mara figured what was going on, and asked, "how?, your pop?"
I nodded, "Yep, as always."
Mara looked at the kids who stood watching her, even though I asked them not to judge, they were and in a way it was understandable.
When my mom and Steph returned they were smiling and happy as they came into my room, but stopped as they saw the faces of Jessie and Mara, and because of the silence.
"Jon, what's going on?"
"Its dad, he ..." I struggled to say the words, my mom helped me out. "He didn't, well the god damn son of a bitch... so Jessie and Jakey know?"
"they know the basics not the full facts..."
Steph spoke, "Ma-ma what's daddy talking about?, is mom dead?"
I called Steph over, "Baby girl come sit with me please, Jessie and Jake you too."
they walked over, Steph with a puzzled look on her face, and coldness from Jessie and Jake.
"kids, there really is no easy way of telling you what you need to know, but I ask that you listen completely, don't judge until the end, then you can ask questions one by one ok?"
"What are you saying daddy?" Stephs blue eye's held contact with mine, taking her hand I began to explain everything to them. Good as there word they sat in silence listening and taking in the facts as to how Mara shot their mom. When I was finished, Jessie, Jake and Steph all looked at one another, and then to me and lastly Mara, who was by the door head down crying softly. Steph made the first move. she got up from the bed and went over to Mara, as Mara looked at her, Steph pulled her in for a hug, Jessie and Jake followed.
Steph spoke, "Thank you for telling us the truth, Mara, if my mom dies, it was caused through her own fault, not yours, you are dad were held hostage by her, and well, if you had not fired the gun, my dad would be dead, so Thank you for saving his life, and we all still love you," she turned to the boys, "Don't we guy's" Jessie and Jake grabbed Mara tighter and agreed with Steph. my mom came and sat on my bed, and took my hand, she had not heard the facts before I explained and she was tearful for what we had suffered. I asked her, "Mom how did dad know?" "Byron, he called to talk to me, but your pop was visiting collecting some stuff he wanted and he asked him direct why he was acting for you and it must be serious if he's involved, because it was your pop, Byron explained, I'm sorry If I had got to the phone sooner it would never have happened."
Like me, my mom was blaming herself, but the catalogue of events, were as they were and everything has to run its course.
I looked at my father who was stood still at the back of the room by the window, a smug look on his weathered face.
Jessie soothed Jake and took him out to the vending machine to buy him some candy, he gave me that look that was filled with disgust and pity! I had to accept that it was in the open and face what wrath my kids bestowed on me, I deserved it. I was racked with guilt, but in this minute, my feelings aside; I seized the opportunity to speak to my pitiful excuse of a father.
" why did you do that?, do you hate your grand kids that much, you want them to be hurt even more?, what kind of sadist are you?, ya know, just when I think you cant get any lower you go and surprise me more. Mara and I wanted to tell the kids in our own time, what in the fucks name possessed you? and how the fuck did you know anyway?"
"oh let up Jon, you soft soap things way to much for them, your just like your mother. Doing what is ever best for the kids," he used his finger in the air to make imaginary quotation marks, then carried on.
"Why can't you just be honest?, huh?, they needed to know, they asked you three times?, are you a fucking man or mouse."
My temper was rising and I was struggling to hold it back, but the Dr said I had to rest my voice, it took every ounce of strength I possessed not to let rip and punch the muther fucker in the mouth, but I held it together.
"The kids would have known in good time, it was for Mara and me to tell them not you. as for being man or a mouse, I am more of a man than you will ever be, not because I am soft and make things easy for my kids, but because I have compassion and caring in my soul. You don't have a heart, in place of yours is sarcasm and an evil I would not even want or try to understand. You maybe my father by birth, but not by choice." I ended the conversation by adding, "Thanks for calling in, but your visit is over, now leave and don't come back."
"Strong words son, but when you think about it, you know I am right, I have made you what you are..."
"Just shut the fuck up and go, this is over"
"Hear me out, ok?"
my temper erupted, "I said, GET THE FUCK OUT!"
three nurses came into the room after hearing my outburst.
my father reached the door and just raised a salute with his hand as he left, still with a smug look on his face.
I laid back my head on the pillow and my heart beating so fast I thought it would burst from my chest. The nurses tending to me, and making sure I was ok. with a real sore raspy voice I apologised. They smiled at me to let me know they were fine and understood. As the nurses left, Jessie and Jake came back into the room, then Mara.
Jessie looked at Mara, and there was a coldness in his eye's never seen before. "Jessie, Son, I will explain then maybe you will understand, but I want to tell you all together, ok, please don't judge until you have all the facts, that's all I ask."
He turned his look away from Mara and looked at me, and simply nodded his understanding. Jake just sobbed and Jessie held him close while we waited.
Mara figured what was going on, and asked, "how?, your pop?"
I nodded, "Yep, as always."
Mara looked at the kids who stood watching her, even though I asked them not to judge, they were and in a way it was understandable.
When my mom and Steph returned they were smiling and happy as they came into my room, but stopped as they saw the faces of Jessie and Mara, and because of the silence.
"Jon, what's going on?"
"Its dad, he ..." I struggled to say the words, my mom helped me out. "He didn't, well the god damn son of a bitch... so Jessie and Jakey know?"
"they know the basics not the full facts..."
Steph spoke, "Ma-ma what's daddy talking about?, is mom dead?"
I called Steph over, "Baby girl come sit with me please, Jessie and Jake you too."
they walked over, Steph with a puzzled look on her face, and coldness from Jessie and Jake.
"kids, there really is no easy way of telling you what you need to know, but I ask that you listen completely, don't judge until the end, then you can ask questions one by one ok?"
"What are you saying daddy?" Stephs blue eye's held contact with mine, taking her hand I began to explain everything to them. Good as there word they sat in silence listening and taking in the facts as to how Mara shot their mom. When I was finished, Jessie, Jake and Steph all looked at one another, and then to me and lastly Mara, who was by the door head down crying softly. Steph made the first move. she got up from the bed and went over to Mara, as Mara looked at her, Steph pulled her in for a hug, Jessie and Jake followed.
Steph spoke, "Thank you for telling us the truth, Mara, if my mom dies, it was caused through her own fault, not yours, you are dad were held hostage by her, and well, if you had not fired the gun, my dad would be dead, so Thank you for saving his life, and we all still love you," she turned to the boys, "Don't we guy's" Jessie and Jake grabbed Mara tighter and agreed with Steph. my mom came and sat on my bed, and took my hand, she had not heard the facts before I explained and she was tearful for what we had suffered. I asked her, "Mom how did dad know?" "Byron, he called to talk to me, but your pop was visiting collecting some stuff he wanted and he asked him direct why he was acting for you and it must be serious if he's involved, because it was your pop, Byron explained, I'm sorry If I had got to the phone sooner it would never have happened."
Like me, my mom was blaming herself, but the catalogue of events, were as they were and everything has to run its course.
Tuesday, 13 May 2014
Chapter 62 - Shot Thru The Heart.... And your to Blame.....
Steph had completely stunned me with her question, Mara answered before I could,
"Sweetheart your mom got shot, but the cops called an ambulance and she was taken to hospital, I'm sorry.."
"is she alive then?" Stephs question was more of a statement.
I looked at Mara, who was looking more and more uncomfortable with Steph's direct question. this time I answered.
"Baby girl, I wish we knew more, but we don't, we can find out though ok??"
Steph looked out of the windows, she was silent for a few minutes, when she spoke again, she let her feelings pour out...
"Pop, I don't care if she's alive, you misunderstood, after all the times she mistreated us kids, and the way she has tortured you and Mara, I hope she is dead,"
"you don't mean that?"
"I do dad, really I do..., what kind of mother takes the father of her children hostage and threatens to kill him, and tells the child the next time you will see your dad is in the morgue? "
I did not have an answer to that one,
with tears choking in her throat she continued, " she does not deserve to live..."
I called Steph over, she needed my arms around her, hell; I needed to feel my arms around her.
she walked over and sat on the bed and sobbing she rested her head on my chest, just as Jake had earlier.
I held her and stroked her head and back, trying to soothe the hurt away that had been poured on her young shoulders.
What had the kids done to deserve any of this.... there was only one answer, nothing..... Mara stood by Jessie looking at us; tears were in her eye's as she could see the hurt and pain Steph had and still was going through.
My ma and pa stood behind, listening and watching, the sandwich I had been eating dropped to the floor as silence filled the room.
Mara broke it by asking, "Steph, would you like me to find out how your mom is?"
Lifting her head from my chest, she looked at Mara and nodded her head. "Tell her, .... tell her...... I-I.I-I love her...." then her head went back to my chest as she continued to weep. Mara nodded her head, and left the room.
Jessie and Jake who had stood watching their sister, pour her heart out, now walked over and sat perched on the end of the bed trying to soothe their sister too.
In many ways it was cruel for Steph to be the eldest and regarded as the head of the kids, yeah I'm old fashioned but it should be a guy thing, and Jessie should have been our first born..... but nature has a way of telling you how its gonna be, and you just deal with what your given... but still it was cruel.... in this instance anyways.
My ma who had stood at the back now moved forward too. she spoke to Steph,
"Steph, hunni, come with Grandma, lets go talk and get a bite to eat, come...."
Steph raised her head, and through watery tearful eye's she spoke,
"but I don't want anything to eat, ma-ma, I just want to stay with dad.."
"You will, we will be right back, that sandwich your pa was eating looked dry, lets go get him something nice and fresh from the dining room, we can talk on the way, ok?"
Steph looked at me, I nodded my head to let her know it was fine. She planted a kiss on my cheek as she left with my ma.
With just the boys and my pop left in the room, silence fell on us once more.
Jessie spoke this time,
"So, after our call pop, what did happen?"
"I told you, your mom got shot and was taken to hospital.."
"Who shot mom?, and how?"
I felt real uneasy again and irked, where was Mara, her diplomatic skills reigned far higher than mine.
I gave a short sharp reply, far more than I intended.
" it does not matter who or how, it happened!."
I caught Jessie's reaction, I knew I had gone to far, his face registered, shocked and hurt, as he turned his eye's away from me and hung his head, when he spoke again, it was to apologise for asking, making my guilt even worse... I hated not being able to tell them the truth...
Immediately, I apologised to Jessie, it was not his fault and I had to let him no that. they had suffered enough hurt.
"No don't apologise son, it's not your fault, really," for the second time that day I bent the truth, and still avoided the truth being told to my kids.
"It's just my throat is so sore, I can't talk much, I promise I'll explain all when I'm better though ok?"
Jessie nodded his head and forced a smile, just as my pop spoke... He had been shuffling around at the back while Jessie was talking, tutting and raising his eye's up and down towards the ceiling, but nothing could have prepared me... no us for the next outburst that came from his lips....
"Oh for fuck sake son, tell them the truth, tell them Mara shot the fucking witch..." This time the elephant came to the party and was not going anywhere......
"Sweetheart your mom got shot, but the cops called an ambulance and she was taken to hospital, I'm sorry.."
"is she alive then?" Stephs question was more of a statement.
I looked at Mara, who was looking more and more uncomfortable with Steph's direct question. this time I answered.
"Baby girl, I wish we knew more, but we don't, we can find out though ok??"
Steph looked out of the windows, she was silent for a few minutes, when she spoke again, she let her feelings pour out...
"Pop, I don't care if she's alive, you misunderstood, after all the times she mistreated us kids, and the way she has tortured you and Mara, I hope she is dead,"
"you don't mean that?"
"I do dad, really I do..., what kind of mother takes the father of her children hostage and threatens to kill him, and tells the child the next time you will see your dad is in the morgue? "
I did not have an answer to that one,
with tears choking in her throat she continued, " she does not deserve to live..."
I called Steph over, she needed my arms around her, hell; I needed to feel my arms around her.
she walked over and sat on the bed and sobbing she rested her head on my chest, just as Jake had earlier.
I held her and stroked her head and back, trying to soothe the hurt away that had been poured on her young shoulders.
What had the kids done to deserve any of this.... there was only one answer, nothing..... Mara stood by Jessie looking at us; tears were in her eye's as she could see the hurt and pain Steph had and still was going through.
My ma and pa stood behind, listening and watching, the sandwich I had been eating dropped to the floor as silence filled the room.
Mara broke it by asking, "Steph, would you like me to find out how your mom is?"
Lifting her head from my chest, she looked at Mara and nodded her head. "Tell her, .... tell her...... I-I.I-I love her...." then her head went back to my chest as she continued to weep. Mara nodded her head, and left the room.
Jessie and Jake who had stood watching their sister, pour her heart out, now walked over and sat perched on the end of the bed trying to soothe their sister too.
In many ways it was cruel for Steph to be the eldest and regarded as the head of the kids, yeah I'm old fashioned but it should be a guy thing, and Jessie should have been our first born..... but nature has a way of telling you how its gonna be, and you just deal with what your given... but still it was cruel.... in this instance anyways.
My ma who had stood at the back now moved forward too. she spoke to Steph,
"Steph, hunni, come with Grandma, lets go talk and get a bite to eat, come...."
Steph raised her head, and through watery tearful eye's she spoke,
"but I don't want anything to eat, ma-ma, I just want to stay with dad.."
"You will, we will be right back, that sandwich your pa was eating looked dry, lets go get him something nice and fresh from the dining room, we can talk on the way, ok?"
Steph looked at me, I nodded my head to let her know it was fine. She planted a kiss on my cheek as she left with my ma.
With just the boys and my pop left in the room, silence fell on us once more.
Jessie spoke this time,
"So, after our call pop, what did happen?"
"I told you, your mom got shot and was taken to hospital.."
"Who shot mom?, and how?"
I felt real uneasy again and irked, where was Mara, her diplomatic skills reigned far higher than mine.
I gave a short sharp reply, far more than I intended.
" it does not matter who or how, it happened!."
I caught Jessie's reaction, I knew I had gone to far, his face registered, shocked and hurt, as he turned his eye's away from me and hung his head, when he spoke again, it was to apologise for asking, making my guilt even worse... I hated not being able to tell them the truth...
Immediately, I apologised to Jessie, it was not his fault and I had to let him no that. they had suffered enough hurt.
"No don't apologise son, it's not your fault, really," for the second time that day I bent the truth, and still avoided the truth being told to my kids.
"It's just my throat is so sore, I can't talk much, I promise I'll explain all when I'm better though ok?"
Jessie nodded his head and forced a smile, just as my pop spoke... He had been shuffling around at the back while Jessie was talking, tutting and raising his eye's up and down towards the ceiling, but nothing could have prepared me... no us for the next outburst that came from his lips....
"Oh for fuck sake son, tell them the truth, tell them Mara shot the fucking witch..." This time the elephant came to the party and was not going anywhere......
Saturday, 3 May 2014
Chapter 61 - Two wrongs don't make a right...
"Oh, Baby, Sssssh relax, everything is fine, I'm here"
"But what happened?"
"Nothing, everything is fine? don't stress,"
"But I am stressed, tell me please what happened?"
my voice was raspy and sore and my throat hurt like hell, but I needed to know what had happened, had I dreamt it? still Mara would not tell,
"Nothing really, everything is fine?"
"The cops?, Byron?"
"nothing matters, please baby, just relax ok?"
I was frustrated, I needed to know, I banged my fists on the bed and glared at Mara.
"Will you for gods sake tell me?"
"Ok,..Ok, you collapsed in the station and had to be re admitted to hospital, the cop that arrested you, Callaghan, when he put you in the squad car, he pressed to hard on your weak side, he caused your lung to deflate again. The good news is Byron is suing for wrongful arrest"
"it wasn't a dream then?"
"no"
"so how long have I been out of it?"
"two days,....... But Doc says your gonna be fine with rest"
"why's my voice hoarse?, my throat is killing me?"
" do you remember anything before waking?"
"kinda, but waking here I thought it was a dream,...... I remember talking to By, then coughing.... And then nothing"
" when you were coughing, acid rose from your stomach and burned the larynx, Doc says its nothing to worry about, and it will heal one hundred percent, you just have to rest ok?"
I nodded my head, but I was restless, I asked about Byron,
" is Byron done with me, did he get everything he needed?"
"Baby, I've told you everything is fine, stop talking and rest your voice, I need you fit and well again"
"Mara, please; don't treat me like a child, this is serious, just answer me please?"
she relented, with a big sigh she spoke
"Ok, he said he had more than enough," her brow creased in a frown as she thought about what he had said,
"erm, let me think, oh yeah, he said, "its time this circus and clowns, hit the road, we are gonna help them pack and move on"
By's humour always was out there, but I found a smile playing at the corner of my lips as Mara repeated what he had said.
"I thought he would have been here?"
"he stayed with us until the ambulance arrived, He left cause he had to take his daughter to Summer camp, but he made me promise to call him when you woke. He seems a real nice guy, I gotta say I like him Jon"
"he is. I just wish I had called him at the start of all this shit, then this nightmare could have been avoided, what in the hells name was I thinking?"
Mara's hand reached over to mine, she took hold as she spoke,
"no good looking back on what could of been, we just have to look to move on baby. we will get through this, trust me ok?"
Again a smile played at the corner of my mouth, Mara had a way about her that I loved. She never ever said or looked back on things her attitude was always move on and can do.
I pulled her wrist gently, and she responded by bending down, as we kissed the fire inside me ignited once more, letting me know, she was one hundred per cent the girl for me, I don't normally dwell, but again the question popped into my head, what if.......
Our private moment was then broken and all thoughts I had, about Mara, the past and what I wanted to do with her, and yes, I was feeling, well, you know.... as the Dr walked into my room,
"Good Afternoon Jon, nice to see your awake? how are you feeling?"
while he asked me questions, he checked my chart, and carried out basic obs.
Then with his torch pen he checked my throat.
" Mmmm, still looking sore, how's it feeling,"
he gently pressed around my larynx and watched my reactions. I winced as he pressed.
" Mmmm that's to be expected, but no serious damage done, it will heal in a few days, but I need you to just rest your voice as much as possible until then ok?"
I nodded at the Doc, I looked at Mara, I needed to know how long I was going to be kept in for, she understood me and my look so well and knew what I wanted to ask,
"Dr, can I ask, how long will Jon have to stay in hospital for?,"
he looked at us both as he answered
"a few day's at most, I suspect, truth is, he is lucky, after we completed the minor surgery needed to re inflate his lung and put him on oxygen he became stable, if he stays that way, and if his throat and larynx and lung are fine in a few days time, we will discharge him and let him go home."
he then looked directly at me, " he saw my character I was sure, my mom always used to say my stubborn streak could be spotted at ten paces,
"So if you want home sooner Mr Bongiovi, rest, ok?"
again I nodded.
"I mean it.."
I gave him the thumbs up sign, so he knew I fully understood what he was saying, this time his serious look changed to one with a smile as he left my room.
After the Doc had visited, Mara sat with me, she spoke about things; mundane things just making polite conversation so as to make sure I rested my voice. So, when I woke I realised I must have dozed off, I looked for Mara, she was not sitting next to me as she had been.
Instinctively I called out, "Mara"
"I'm here,"
I turned my head to look in the direction where her voice came, she had moved across to the window and was sat in the day chair.
"Sorry, when you dozed off, I thought I would do the same. You ok?"
"Yeah, I think so, been better if I'm honest but, I'm ok," Still my voice was raspy and sore and hurt like hell.
Mara began with the polite conversation again,
"Richie rang into the hospital, he left message to say he is thinking of you,"
"That's nice." for no real reason I was irritated by the comment, or was it Richie's best wishes, either way I did not realise it had come as it did.
"What's with the sarcasm?"
"I wasn't being sarcastic?, was I?"
"Sounded it"
"Sorry"
I turned my head away and looked at the ceiling.
"What's wrong? tell me, has Richie done something wrong? what is it?"
"Nothing, honest, I didn't mean to be sarcastic, it came out wrong."
How could I tell Mara, I had no real reason for feeling irked as I did, I asked myself, was I jealous? of Richie?, In a flash I had my answer, yes I was, or was it envy? I was not sure, but I knew why, because he has a near perfect life, no drama, and no fucking ex-wife who is a pyscho bitch, that's why... I knew it was stupid, but I just could not help myself. Rich was my best buddy and I knew how I was feeling was wrong, but just now, well there was nothing I could do, I felt shame too and just could not tell Mara the reason, she would hate me. I had no love for myself at that moment.
"Eh huh, not buying it Giovi, I know you to well now, so give..."
Shock and guilt must have registered on my face, as she got up from her chair and came and stood directly to the side of my bed.
pulling up a hard chair she sat...
"Well I'm waiting"
"Look, its silly really,"
"Ok, well tell, I'll decide"
"Look, can you leave it, please, it really is nothing, it's just me acting all stupid..?"
Mara studied my face, and then spoke "Alright, if that's the way you want it, I'll leave it be.."
Wanting to change the subject, I asked..
"What time is it?"
Mara looked at her wrist watch, "it's a quarter after seven,"
"umm thought it was late, I'm hungry.."
"They brought the meal tray at five, but as you were sleeping I told them to take it away, do you want me to fetch something for you?"
"Yes please, anything," my stomach was growling, I joked
" even cardboard will do, anything to take the edge off.." I smiled at Mara,
"Well, hold that thought, there's only a vending machine out there, so it could be cardboard"
she laughed as she left the room.
I lay in my bed thinking about Richie and trying to figure my head and the stupid feelings that kept washing over me, when noise of bodies burst threw the door.
Looking over I saw my mom, pop and my kids. My heart flipped as I saw my babies, I was so happy to see them, I could not stop the tears falling.
"Hey guy's,"
"Dad, Jacob jumped on the bed, and was immediately told off by everyone, he climbed down and stood sulking and had tears in his eyes,
"I just wanted to hug my d-d-dad, as his bottom lip started to tremble, I pulled him close to me, "It's ok lil man, don't worry no damage done." his arms went around my neck and he rested his head gently on my chest, as he climbed back on board.
"So, what are you all doing here?" immediately Steph answered,
"oh, we were visiting the lady in the next room and we heard Jon Bon Jovi was in this room so thought we'd drop by and say hi,"
Steph definitely inherited her sarcasm from me,
"Alright, smart ass..... you know what I mean." she smiled at me, then with a serious note she continued
" we wanted to see you were ok pop, Grandma, knew how worried we were, remember the last we heard was mom on the phone, and she said the next time we would see you and Mara would be in the morgue, we have been scared to death, uncle Richie was the one that told us you were ok, why didn't you tell us?"
I didn't like lying to my kids, but sometimes bending the truth had to be done. how could I tell them Mara had shot their mother?
"Baby girl, I would have rung, but my lung deflated and I was brought back into hospital, I'm sorry to have scared you that bad, can you forgive me?"
Jesse and Steph looked at me, then each other, with big smiles on their faces they all answered together including Jake with his head down on my chest, "Of course we do, we love you..." that touched my heart, and although Dorothea was a monster, somehow we had done something right and had produced three beautiful kids together. When Mara walked back into the room, the surprise on her face was one of shock. My eyes fixed on the pack of sandwiches she was holding.
"you guy's" in seconds Jake was off me and stood with the family as arms from every direction enveloped her, she was laughing and hugged everyone back, "You all ok?"
the kids answered
"Were fine, we were worried about you and dad, but he has explained so its all good now. " Mara looked at me a look of horror on her face, I gently shook my head to let her know I had not mentioned Dot being shot, she looked relieved as she broke free from the arms and moved over to give me my sandwiches.
"Sorry baby that's all they had" I read the packet "Pastrami on rye" "just cardboard then?" I joked my least favourite food, but I opened the pack and took a bite, just as Steph asked?
"so what happened to mom?"
"But what happened?"
"Nothing, everything is fine? don't stress,"
"But I am stressed, tell me please what happened?"
my voice was raspy and sore and my throat hurt like hell, but I needed to know what had happened, had I dreamt it? still Mara would not tell,
"Nothing really, everything is fine?"
"The cops?, Byron?"
"nothing matters, please baby, just relax ok?"
I was frustrated, I needed to know, I banged my fists on the bed and glared at Mara.
"Will you for gods sake tell me?"
"Ok,..Ok, you collapsed in the station and had to be re admitted to hospital, the cop that arrested you, Callaghan, when he put you in the squad car, he pressed to hard on your weak side, he caused your lung to deflate again. The good news is Byron is suing for wrongful arrest"
"it wasn't a dream then?"
"no"
"so how long have I been out of it?"
"two days,....... But Doc says your gonna be fine with rest"
"why's my voice hoarse?, my throat is killing me?"
" do you remember anything before waking?"
"kinda, but waking here I thought it was a dream,...... I remember talking to By, then coughing.... And then nothing"
" when you were coughing, acid rose from your stomach and burned the larynx, Doc says its nothing to worry about, and it will heal one hundred percent, you just have to rest ok?"
I nodded my head, but I was restless, I asked about Byron,
" is Byron done with me, did he get everything he needed?"
"Baby, I've told you everything is fine, stop talking and rest your voice, I need you fit and well again"
"Mara, please; don't treat me like a child, this is serious, just answer me please?"
she relented, with a big sigh she spoke
"Ok, he said he had more than enough," her brow creased in a frown as she thought about what he had said,
"erm, let me think, oh yeah, he said, "its time this circus and clowns, hit the road, we are gonna help them pack and move on"
By's humour always was out there, but I found a smile playing at the corner of my lips as Mara repeated what he had said.
"I thought he would have been here?"
"he stayed with us until the ambulance arrived, He left cause he had to take his daughter to Summer camp, but he made me promise to call him when you woke. He seems a real nice guy, I gotta say I like him Jon"
"he is. I just wish I had called him at the start of all this shit, then this nightmare could have been avoided, what in the hells name was I thinking?"
Mara's hand reached over to mine, she took hold as she spoke,
"no good looking back on what could of been, we just have to look to move on baby. we will get through this, trust me ok?"
Again a smile played at the corner of my mouth, Mara had a way about her that I loved. She never ever said or looked back on things her attitude was always move on and can do.
I pulled her wrist gently, and she responded by bending down, as we kissed the fire inside me ignited once more, letting me know, she was one hundred per cent the girl for me, I don't normally dwell, but again the question popped into my head, what if.......
Our private moment was then broken and all thoughts I had, about Mara, the past and what I wanted to do with her, and yes, I was feeling, well, you know.... as the Dr walked into my room,
"Good Afternoon Jon, nice to see your awake? how are you feeling?"
while he asked me questions, he checked my chart, and carried out basic obs.
Then with his torch pen he checked my throat.
" Mmmm, still looking sore, how's it feeling,"
he gently pressed around my larynx and watched my reactions. I winced as he pressed.
" Mmmm that's to be expected, but no serious damage done, it will heal in a few days, but I need you to just rest your voice as much as possible until then ok?"
I nodded at the Doc, I looked at Mara, I needed to know how long I was going to be kept in for, she understood me and my look so well and knew what I wanted to ask,
"Dr, can I ask, how long will Jon have to stay in hospital for?,"
he looked at us both as he answered
"a few day's at most, I suspect, truth is, he is lucky, after we completed the minor surgery needed to re inflate his lung and put him on oxygen he became stable, if he stays that way, and if his throat and larynx and lung are fine in a few days time, we will discharge him and let him go home."
he then looked directly at me, " he saw my character I was sure, my mom always used to say my stubborn streak could be spotted at ten paces,
"So if you want home sooner Mr Bongiovi, rest, ok?"
again I nodded.
"I mean it.."
I gave him the thumbs up sign, so he knew I fully understood what he was saying, this time his serious look changed to one with a smile as he left my room.
After the Doc had visited, Mara sat with me, she spoke about things; mundane things just making polite conversation so as to make sure I rested my voice. So, when I woke I realised I must have dozed off, I looked for Mara, she was not sitting next to me as she had been.
Instinctively I called out, "Mara"
"I'm here,"
I turned my head to look in the direction where her voice came, she had moved across to the window and was sat in the day chair.
"Sorry, when you dozed off, I thought I would do the same. You ok?"
"Yeah, I think so, been better if I'm honest but, I'm ok," Still my voice was raspy and sore and hurt like hell.
Mara began with the polite conversation again,
"Richie rang into the hospital, he left message to say he is thinking of you,"
"That's nice." for no real reason I was irritated by the comment, or was it Richie's best wishes, either way I did not realise it had come as it did.
"What's with the sarcasm?"
"I wasn't being sarcastic?, was I?"
"Sounded it"
"Sorry"
I turned my head away and looked at the ceiling.
"What's wrong? tell me, has Richie done something wrong? what is it?"
"Nothing, honest, I didn't mean to be sarcastic, it came out wrong."
How could I tell Mara, I had no real reason for feeling irked as I did, I asked myself, was I jealous? of Richie?, In a flash I had my answer, yes I was, or was it envy? I was not sure, but I knew why, because he has a near perfect life, no drama, and no fucking ex-wife who is a pyscho bitch, that's why... I knew it was stupid, but I just could not help myself. Rich was my best buddy and I knew how I was feeling was wrong, but just now, well there was nothing I could do, I felt shame too and just could not tell Mara the reason, she would hate me. I had no love for myself at that moment.
"Eh huh, not buying it Giovi, I know you to well now, so give..."
Shock and guilt must have registered on my face, as she got up from her chair and came and stood directly to the side of my bed.
pulling up a hard chair she sat...
"Well I'm waiting"
"Look, its silly really,"
"Ok, well tell, I'll decide"
"Look, can you leave it, please, it really is nothing, it's just me acting all stupid..?"
Mara studied my face, and then spoke "Alright, if that's the way you want it, I'll leave it be.."
Wanting to change the subject, I asked..
"What time is it?"
Mara looked at her wrist watch, "it's a quarter after seven,"
"umm thought it was late, I'm hungry.."
"They brought the meal tray at five, but as you were sleeping I told them to take it away, do you want me to fetch something for you?"
"Yes please, anything," my stomach was growling, I joked
" even cardboard will do, anything to take the edge off.." I smiled at Mara,
"Well, hold that thought, there's only a vending machine out there, so it could be cardboard"
she laughed as she left the room.
I lay in my bed thinking about Richie and trying to figure my head and the stupid feelings that kept washing over me, when noise of bodies burst threw the door.
Looking over I saw my mom, pop and my kids. My heart flipped as I saw my babies, I was so happy to see them, I could not stop the tears falling.
"Hey guy's,"
"Dad, Jacob jumped on the bed, and was immediately told off by everyone, he climbed down and stood sulking and had tears in his eyes,
"I just wanted to hug my d-d-dad, as his bottom lip started to tremble, I pulled him close to me, "It's ok lil man, don't worry no damage done." his arms went around my neck and he rested his head gently on my chest, as he climbed back on board.
"So, what are you all doing here?" immediately Steph answered,
"oh, we were visiting the lady in the next room and we heard Jon Bon Jovi was in this room so thought we'd drop by and say hi,"
Steph definitely inherited her sarcasm from me,
"Alright, smart ass..... you know what I mean." she smiled at me, then with a serious note she continued
" we wanted to see you were ok pop, Grandma, knew how worried we were, remember the last we heard was mom on the phone, and she said the next time we would see you and Mara would be in the morgue, we have been scared to death, uncle Richie was the one that told us you were ok, why didn't you tell us?"
I didn't like lying to my kids, but sometimes bending the truth had to be done. how could I tell them Mara had shot their mother?
"Baby girl, I would have rung, but my lung deflated and I was brought back into hospital, I'm sorry to have scared you that bad, can you forgive me?"
Jesse and Steph looked at me, then each other, with big smiles on their faces they all answered together including Jake with his head down on my chest, "Of course we do, we love you..." that touched my heart, and although Dorothea was a monster, somehow we had done something right and had produced three beautiful kids together. When Mara walked back into the room, the surprise on her face was one of shock. My eyes fixed on the pack of sandwiches she was holding.
"you guy's" in seconds Jake was off me and stood with the family as arms from every direction enveloped her, she was laughing and hugged everyone back, "You all ok?"
the kids answered
"Were fine, we were worried about you and dad, but he has explained so its all good now. " Mara looked at me a look of horror on her face, I gently shook my head to let her know I had not mentioned Dot being shot, she looked relieved as she broke free from the arms and moved over to give me my sandwiches.
"Sorry baby that's all they had" I read the packet "Pastrami on rye" "just cardboard then?" I joked my least favourite food, but I opened the pack and took a bite, just as Steph asked?
"so what happened to mom?"
Saturday, 26 April 2014
Chapter 60 - Right side of wrong
The cop held his head looking sheepish, he had not completed things as he should, he never read me or Mara our Miranda rights, and we should have been placed in separate cars, and I had not been offered a phone call, and now I was about to make that clear and make the next discussion with the cops count.
"Sergeant, correct me if I am wrong, aint it law that you read me my rights before you arrest me?"
The sergeant looked up from what he was doing, "Yes sir it is."
"So, can you tell me why me and or my fiancée were not read our rights?"
The sergeant looked at the young cop, who was trying to brave it out. he spoke,
"I did read you your rights, just before you were placed in the car."
I remained calm, and looked at the young cop, who despite his arrogance was nervous and it showed.
"no you never, you placed cuffs on my fiancée and me, then put us both in the car while you went to tend to my ex wife."
he looked at me daggers, and shuffled from one foot to the other, still he was trying to be brazen. " you trying to tell me I don't know my job?"
"not at all, but its clear you don't," I turned my head away from the young cop and looked and spoke directly to the sergeant.
" sergeant, I would like to make my phone call now please."
The sergeant had observed the conversation and events held between me and the young cop and remained silent, now I had asked for my phone call the sergeant came from behind the desk and took me into a private office.
As we entered the office he pointed to the desk with the phone, and remained by the door while I moved to the desk to make my call.
The sergeant looked up from what he was doing, "Yes sir it is."
"So, can you tell me why me and or my fiancée were not read our rights?"
The sergeant looked at the young cop, who was trying to brave it out. he spoke,
"I did read you your rights, just before you were placed in the car."
I remained calm, and looked at the young cop, who despite his arrogance was nervous and it showed.
"no you never, you placed cuffs on my fiancée and me, then put us both in the car while you went to tend to my ex wife."
he looked at me daggers, and shuffled from one foot to the other, still he was trying to be brazen. " you trying to tell me I don't know my job?"
"not at all, but its clear you don't," I turned my head away from the young cop and looked and spoke directly to the sergeant.
" sergeant, I would like to make my phone call now please."
The sergeant had observed the conversation and events held between me and the young cop and remained silent, now I had asked for my phone call the sergeant came from behind the desk and took me into a private office.
As we entered the office he pointed to the desk with the phone, and remained by the door while I moved to the desk to make my call.
I took my cell out of my pocket and found Byron's phone number, picking up the receiver I punched the numbers into the phone and waited for the call to connect and for my lawyer to answer. Three rings later the call was picked up by the receptionist. Brown, Hall & Calcutt, how may I help you?"
"Byron Hall please"
"Who's calling?"
"Jon Bongiovi, please tell him it's urgent,"
"one moment please...."
I waited on the phone to be connected to Byron.
"Jon, how are you?, what can I do for you?"
"Hi, Byron, I'm good thanks, but I need your help, Mara and me have been arrested, we are at...." I looked at the sergeant to get a place where we were.
"New Jersey South side"
"You get that Byron?"
"Yeah,.... so this your one call eh?"
"Yep, and make a note, I have not been read my rights, and Mara and I were placed in the same car, in truth they have fucked up big time...."
I looked at the sergeant stood at the door, his face was red with the embarrassment, then continued my call with my lawyer.
"Shit, ok, hold fire I am on my way, you and Mara will be out of there before you know it. I should reach you in about 20 minutes. "
The line went dead and I replaced the handset onto the cradle. The sergeant opened the door and I followed him.
"Sergeant, could you provide a room for my fiancée and I to wait please until my attorney gets here?"
He never spoke and simply nodded. I guess he was embarrassed, the young cop called Callaghan had made too many faux pas for him not to be.
As we got back to the reception area, the Sergeant asked for us to follow him, we followed and were led into another office identical to the one I had already been in where I made my call. As he opened the door to allow us to enter he spoke, " you can wait in here and I will have your legal representative brought to you as soon as he arrives. "
"Thank you."
he simply nodded his head and closed the door, outside we could see another cop standing guard.
Mara looked at me, total confusion on her face, "what is going on?, Jon, I shot Dorothea, how can we be sitting here together like this?"
"Sssssh its because they did things totally wrong, they never read us our rights, we should have been placed in separate cars, babes, they are going to have to let us go..."
"Byron Hall please"
"Who's calling?"
"Jon Bongiovi, please tell him it's urgent,"
"one moment please...."
I waited on the phone to be connected to Byron.
"Jon, how are you?, what can I do for you?"
"Hi, Byron, I'm good thanks, but I need your help, Mara and me have been arrested, we are at...." I looked at the sergeant to get a place where we were.
"New Jersey South side"
"You get that Byron?"
"Yeah,.... so this your one call eh?"
"Yep, and make a note, I have not been read my rights, and Mara and I were placed in the same car, in truth they have fucked up big time...."
I looked at the sergeant stood at the door, his face was red with the embarrassment, then continued my call with my lawyer.
"Shit, ok, hold fire I am on my way, you and Mara will be out of there before you know it. I should reach you in about 20 minutes. "
The line went dead and I replaced the handset onto the cradle. The sergeant opened the door and I followed him.
"Sergeant, could you provide a room for my fiancée and I to wait please until my attorney gets here?"
He never spoke and simply nodded. I guess he was embarrassed, the young cop called Callaghan had made too many faux pas for him not to be.
As we got back to the reception area, the Sergeant asked for us to follow him, we followed and were led into another office identical to the one I had already been in where I made my call. As he opened the door to allow us to enter he spoke, " you can wait in here and I will have your legal representative brought to you as soon as he arrives. "
"Thank you."
he simply nodded his head and closed the door, outside we could see another cop standing guard.
Mara looked at me, total confusion on her face, "what is going on?, Jon, I shot Dorothea, how can we be sitting here together like this?"
"Sssssh its because they did things totally wrong, they never read us our rights, we should have been placed in separate cars, babes, they are going to have to let us go..."
We sat in silence as we waited for Byron to arrive, it took him longer than he thought, the mid town traffic was at a peak, but he did arrive, walking through the door, "Jon, I'm sorry, the traffic was a bitch."
he sat down opposite Me and Mara, "ok, right, first things first, how are you?" he asked with a huge grin on his face, " or do I need to ask, his eyes looking at Mara, still with his grin on his face.
"You ol dog, you kept that one quiet.."
"I did? I'm surprised you didn't know, my mom threw us a huge engagement party and had it splashed in every tabloid going... how did you not know?" it was an easy answer and I knew what he would say even before he said it. "I don't read newspapers, I am kept busy pretty much 24-7 so no need the criminals to take holidays, you know that, but" he grabbed ours hands, "I am really happy for you both, so when is the wedding?, I hope I am invited?"
"No plans made yet By, but you will get an invite for sure."
he smiled and nodded, then picked up his briefcase and placed it on the table, unlocked it and took out his note pad and pen. "ok, shall we begin, tell me everything from the start, I looked at Mara and she looked at me, then I looked at By and told him everything right from the start.
I must have been talking for hours, as my throat became dry and I started to cough, my side where my lung had collapsed started to ache and I really was not feeling great. I struggled to ask, "Can I have some water please?" Byron went to the door and asked the cop standing there to fetch some water in for me.
I was really struggling to breathe, and began gasping for air, that's the last thing I remember.The next time my eye's opened I was back at the hospital and Claudette was there to tend to my needs, Mara was sat to the left.
My mind wondered and I could not make sense of it all, had I dreamt all of it? Where was Byron?" I looked at Mara, who's face was full of concern, I spoke her name,
"Mara, but my voice was just whisper, what happened?"
Tuesday, 8 April 2014
Chapter 59 - What goes round comes around
The window on the drivers side shattered, my eyes struggled to focus.
Mara was stood outside of the car with a rifle in her hand.... I took in everything around me, I was covered in blood, but it was not my own, I then looked at the drivers side and to Dot who was slumped over the steering wheel, the gun still held loosely in her hand.
The car was pulled up right outside a diner and people had gathered at the windows inside and were watching as everything unfolded. They must of witnessed it all.
Finding my voice I spoke, "Mara, how?, I mean where?, shit, where did you get the rifle, how did you get out of the trunk?"
She was trembling and shaking, " oh god what have I done?" unbuckling my belt I opened my door and climbed out and walked round to Mara, first thing I did was take the rifle from her hands; and laid it on the ground, she did not fight me and stood in a trance completely frozen in fear of what she had done.
Finding my voice I spoke, "Mara, how?, I mean where?, shit, where did you get the rifle, how did you get out of the trunk?"
She was trembling and shaking, " oh god what have I done?" unbuckling my belt I opened my door and climbed out and walked round to Mara, first thing I did was take the rifle from her hands; and laid it on the ground, she did not fight me and stood in a trance completely frozen in fear of what she had done.
"Hey come here,"
taking her into my arms I tried to soothe her nerves, I stroked her back and kissed her over and over on her head as she relaxed into me with her head on my chest.
"I guess I owe you for saving my life again"
she looked up at me, tears falling from her eye's
" at what cost though, I've killed the kids mom, oh Jon, what have I done? I'll go to jail, this is the last thing I wanted..... but when...."
"sssh, it'll be ok, you acted in self defence, babe it's gonna be fine"
" you think so, look," she pointed at Dorothea's lifeless body slumped over the wheel, "she's dead, I killed her"
"I know, but trust me ok, remember witnesses saw the erratic driving and Claudette saw Dot at the hospital, I'm sure she knew something was wrong."
" you think so, look," she pointed at Dorothea's lifeless body slumped over the wheel, "she's dead, I killed her"
"I know, but trust me ok, remember witnesses saw the erratic driving and Claudette saw Dot at the hospital, I'm sure she knew something was wrong."
" Yeah and those people saw me shoot Dot...this is a mess Jon a total mess" she laid her head back into my chest and started to sob again. I carried on soothing her as best as I could,
" trust me, I am right, you'll see."
In the distance I could hear sirens, and as they got closer they got louder. I guessed someone in the diner had called them, time to face up to what had happened although, I really was not sure myself.
" trust me, I am right, you'll see."
In the distance I could hear sirens, and as they got closer they got louder. I guessed someone in the diner had called them, time to face up to what had happened although, I really was not sure myself.
The squad car pulled up a few feet from the SUV, the cops jumped out and took the stance and pointed their firearms at us.
"hands above your heads, walk away from the vehicle" I wanted to try to explain, but it would be of no use now, it was safer to do as we were instructed.
"hands above your heads, walk away from the vehicle" I wanted to try to explain, but it would be of no use now, it was safer to do as we were instructed.
Mara looked at me, as we raised our hands and began the walk towards the officer.
As we neared the cops partner went over to the SUV and checked on Dot.
And we were grabbed and cuffed and placed in the back of the squad car.
And we were grabbed and cuffed and placed in the back of the squad car.
looking out of the window, we watched the scene before us as the cops spoke to witnesses that had been in the diner at the time of the shooting, we watched as they tended to Dorothea.
An ambulance arrived and Dorothea was taken from the SUV and driven away with sirens blasting.
Mara was the first to speak,
" she's alive? " I allowed the events to sink in and my eye's to transmit the data to my brain before I spoke,
"I guess so, or they would have sent the meat wagon"
"Then I didn't kill her?"
"I guess not."
I was still trying to figure how Mara had escaped the trunk,
" can I ask how did you get out of the trunk? and where did the rifle come from?"
"When Dot pulled up so sharp, the trunk popped, she was ranting at you, with daylight in the trunk as I was getting out I saw the rifle sticking out of the blanket it was wrapped in, I did not think I just grabbed it and after getting out of the trunk, I walked around to the drivers window, all I was gonna do is scare her with it, I promise you.... but when I saw her pull back on the gun she had in her hand and I just reacted the same and aimed and fired...... you know the rest..... "
"So, it was in the car?"
"Yeah, I thought it was yours?"
"No way?, I would never have a rifle, I hate guns, you know that....... it was wrapped in a blanket?"
"Yeah a red and green plaid style"
"Well as god is my witness I have no idea how that got into the trunk, "
"Hey, I believe you..." Mara looked at me and smiled, I smiled back and held her hand, and remained silent until the cops came back and got into the car, they did not speak to us and just looked back to check we were still where they had put us, before they started the engine and drove at speed to the police precinct.
We arrived ten minutes later, Mara was taken out first and then me, I was pushed roughly into the foyer and front desk,
"What ya got there Callaghan?"
"Shooter Serge"
"you know who you got there don't ya?"
"I've just told ya,"
"But you have no idea who this guy is?"
the cops temper was wearing short, "No I have no fucking idea why?"
"that's Jon Bon Jovi?"
"Who?"
"Aw right, your to young to remember the best rock band of the eighties?"
"no, I remember alright, my dad had the records, but this guy don't look anything like him?"
"well have you asked him his name?"
sheepishly the cop faced me and asked,
" what's your name?"
"Jon Bongiovi"
"Yeah right, now your real name."
"That is my real name, my full name is John Francis Bongiovi."
"Ok, smart ass, enough, bad enough he's ribbing on me, tell me the truth."
"I am telling you the truth, check my id in my wallet, my drivers license is there."
I was turned around and my wallet pulled from my jeans pocket, he opened it up and saw that I was telling the truth.
"So what? am I suppose to not do my job cause you are some has been rock star? you have committed a crime."
"No sir, you assume I have committed a crime. what happened to innocent before being proven guilty? "
"No sir, you assume I have committed a crime. what happened to innocent before being proven guilty? "
Monday, 7 April 2014
Chapter 58 - Hallelujah!
All that was left was trying to reason with Dot,
"Look, why are you so fucking hell bent on harming Mara and me?, whatever it is, just talk to me?,"
"Talk, talk? now you wanna fucking talk?, why now?..... well, I'll tell ya why? cause now I have your attention and your scared shitless..."she laughed and her eye's gleamed as she loved the power she held over me, over both of us. She was right but I had to keep trying.
"But now is the prefect time, c'mon Dot, just pull over at a diner and lets just go talk, you and me, what ya say? Dot? "
"Fuck you assole, sweet pretty boy, just man up and accept what's coming..." she turned her head back to the road; hands tight and her knuckles white from her grip around the steering wheel.
Her focus would not be broke.
Another bang in the trunk as Mara was being thrown around again, I glanced at the speedo, Dot was driving erratically, and at high speed.
"Dot, slow down for the love of god, Please.........." She turned to look at me briefly before responding,
" just shut the fuck up Jon, I'm sick of hearing you whine, or maybe you'd like to ride on the roof?."
I shook my head and turned to look out of the window.
The sun was high in the sky and everyone on the streets were going about there own business, no one was aware of the danger Mara and me were facing and going through, all they saw was a car being driven at speed, but then why would they?, no we were on our own. I forced my mind to think, how could I get us out of this?, nothing... all I had was my reasoning, and so far that had failed.
My concentration was broke as the in car phone rang, I looked down at the handset and saw it was my home number. looking at Dot I asked, "Can I take it? it could be the kids?" she nodded and pointed at the handset.
could this be Dots downfall, I prayed it was, and silently I thanked god in my mind...
I clicked on the handset, "Hey,"
"Dad, where are you?" Jesse voice was heard, and was music to my ears,
"Hey Jesse, were driving right now bud"
"When will you be home pop, there's lots of people here waiting for you?"
it broke my heart hearing my sons voice knowing I may never hear or see him again, and now his last memories would be that I lied to him too."
"Soon son, soon, hold the fort for me, ok? we are on our way"
"Ok, one second pop... " I could hear Steph in the back ground, then Jesse spoke again, "Dad Steph wants to talk to Mara, can you put the phone to her ear, its about your surprise...."
I looked at Dot who rolled her eye's and gritted her teeth and held a facial expression resembling a snarl.
"its difficult Jesse,"
"Why? just hold the phone to her ear..."
"I can't Jesse, ok, we will be home soon enough ok, tell her to wait till then..."
"Dad, what's going on?" Steph spoke on the phone,
"nothing sweetheart, Mara is just concentrating on the driving..."
"Well put me on loud speaker? dad?"
I was running out of excuses so did as I was asked.
"Mara, its Steph, you ok?"
Dot looked at the handset but did not speak, she returned her eye's to looking ahead at the road.
"Mara?, what's wrong, don't worry I won't say anything to ruin things, just say hi, you guys should have been home ages ago? we are worried, what's taking so long? Mara? "
still Dot was silent. how can she ignore her daughter?, I clicked the phone off speaker phone and spoke to Steph,
"Baby girl just know that we love you ok?, no matter what happens just remember that we love you, we love you all ok?"
suddenly Dot pulled the car over to the side and stopped the car dead. then she spoke and let her venom flow as she spat,
"jeez, what is fucking wrong with this picture eh? my fucking daughter thinks more of your whore than she does of her own mother." I still had the phone to my ear,
"Dad is that mom,?"
"Yes?"
"Dad just answer me yes or no, do you want me to get the cops?"
"Yes."
"Ok, stay calm dad, help is on the way, I'll leave this line connected and go use the office line, I'll be back, just tell me is Mara ok?"
"Yes."
the phone was rested on the counter and I heard her voice fading as she headed off to the office. Jesse picked up the phone,
"pop stay calm ok?"
I swallowed hard and replied, "I will "
Dot turned off the ignition and pulled the phone from my hand, she held the phone to her ear and spoke.
"Jesse James Bongiovi, Stephanie Rose Bongiovi, Jacob Hurley Bongiovi, put the phone on loud speaker, tell me when your all there? and tell me when its done."
"Jesse spoke
"its done."
"Right, Well listen up and listen good, I'm with your dad," her first sentence was soft and just like I remembered when she spoke to the kids when we were a family, then her character snapped, " NOT HIS WHORE OK? TIME TO SAY GOODBYE KIDS CAUSE HE AINT COMING HOME EVER!!!!! AND HIS WHORE AINT EITHER... THE NEXT TIME YOU WILL SEE THEM WILL BE AT THE COUNTY MORGUE!!! before Jesse could answer she clicked the line dead.
my temper erupted, I cared not what would happen, "WHAT THE FUCK? ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY WITH YOURSELF, NOT CONTENT TERRORISING ME AND MARA YOU TERRORISE YOUR OWN KIDS? YOU ARE A SICK MUTHER FUCKER DOT, I REGRET THE DAY I FUCKING MET YOU AND I PRAY YOU ROT IN THE DEEPEST FIRES OF HELL..."
she laughed, " you think your opinion scares me? GET THIS JON, AND GET IT GOOD, .....I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE AND FOR THE RECORD YOU HAVE BEEN DEAD TO ME FOR YEARS, IM DOING ALL THIS FOR FUCKING FUN" her eye's were black, like I was dealing with the devil himself. I had not one shred of doubt she meant every word she spat.
then her personality changed again, to one showing hurt,
"you broke my heart Jon, its totally shattered, ..... I tired to win you back when Mara was in hospital, I gave you a bed for the night, and gave you a shoulder to cry on, did you thank me?... hell no; you fall asleep. so I tired to stimulate you to wake you to make love to me, but you could not be roused..... well part of you was, ....." her eye's started to roll in her head as she carried on, then another personality change, angry rising again,
"then you go and fucking report me for fucking rape? ....... bet right now you wish you were still with me eh? then your little whore would be safe with her mom.... and you and me could have been real happy.... but NO, you have chosen your road, you have chosen the way you want things to be, and I'm very happy to accommodate, remember the old saying?"
"what old saying?"
"the saying that goes, if I cant have you, no one is gonna have you?" she reached into her purse and pulled out the gun she had pointed at Mara earlier, she pulled back the trigger and pointed it direct at my heart, for the second time in weeks I was getting ready to face my maker again, this time I held eye contact with Dot, I was no longer scared and just waited for fate to deal its cruel hand of fate....
BANG!!!!!
"Look, why are you so fucking hell bent on harming Mara and me?, whatever it is, just talk to me?,"
"Talk, talk? now you wanna fucking talk?, why now?..... well, I'll tell ya why? cause now I have your attention and your scared shitless..."she laughed and her eye's gleamed as she loved the power she held over me, over both of us. She was right but I had to keep trying.
"But now is the prefect time, c'mon Dot, just pull over at a diner and lets just go talk, you and me, what ya say? Dot? "
"Fuck you assole, sweet pretty boy, just man up and accept what's coming..." she turned her head back to the road; hands tight and her knuckles white from her grip around the steering wheel.
Her focus would not be broke.
Another bang in the trunk as Mara was being thrown around again, I glanced at the speedo, Dot was driving erratically, and at high speed.
"Dot, slow down for the love of god, Please.........." She turned to look at me briefly before responding,
" just shut the fuck up Jon, I'm sick of hearing you whine, or maybe you'd like to ride on the roof?."
I shook my head and turned to look out of the window.
The sun was high in the sky and everyone on the streets were going about there own business, no one was aware of the danger Mara and me were facing and going through, all they saw was a car being driven at speed, but then why would they?, no we were on our own. I forced my mind to think, how could I get us out of this?, nothing... all I had was my reasoning, and so far that had failed.
My concentration was broke as the in car phone rang, I looked down at the handset and saw it was my home number. looking at Dot I asked, "Can I take it? it could be the kids?" she nodded and pointed at the handset.
could this be Dots downfall, I prayed it was, and silently I thanked god in my mind...
I clicked on the handset, "Hey,"
"Dad, where are you?" Jesse voice was heard, and was music to my ears,
"Hey Jesse, were driving right now bud"
"When will you be home pop, there's lots of people here waiting for you?"
it broke my heart hearing my sons voice knowing I may never hear or see him again, and now his last memories would be that I lied to him too."
"Soon son, soon, hold the fort for me, ok? we are on our way"
"Ok, one second pop... " I could hear Steph in the back ground, then Jesse spoke again, "Dad Steph wants to talk to Mara, can you put the phone to her ear, its about your surprise...."
I looked at Dot who rolled her eye's and gritted her teeth and held a facial expression resembling a snarl.
"its difficult Jesse,"
"Why? just hold the phone to her ear..."
"I can't Jesse, ok, we will be home soon enough ok, tell her to wait till then..."
"Dad, what's going on?" Steph spoke on the phone,
"nothing sweetheart, Mara is just concentrating on the driving..."
"Well put me on loud speaker? dad?"
I was running out of excuses so did as I was asked.
"Mara, its Steph, you ok?"
Dot looked at the handset but did not speak, she returned her eye's to looking ahead at the road.
"Mara?, what's wrong, don't worry I won't say anything to ruin things, just say hi, you guys should have been home ages ago? we are worried, what's taking so long? Mara? "
still Dot was silent. how can she ignore her daughter?, I clicked the phone off speaker phone and spoke to Steph,
"Baby girl just know that we love you ok?, no matter what happens just remember that we love you, we love you all ok?"
suddenly Dot pulled the car over to the side and stopped the car dead. then she spoke and let her venom flow as she spat,
"jeez, what is fucking wrong with this picture eh? my fucking daughter thinks more of your whore than she does of her own mother." I still had the phone to my ear,
"Dad is that mom,?"
"Yes?"
"Dad just answer me yes or no, do you want me to get the cops?"
"Yes."
"Ok, stay calm dad, help is on the way, I'll leave this line connected and go use the office line, I'll be back, just tell me is Mara ok?"
"Yes."
the phone was rested on the counter and I heard her voice fading as she headed off to the office. Jesse picked up the phone,
"pop stay calm ok?"
I swallowed hard and replied, "I will "
Dot turned off the ignition and pulled the phone from my hand, she held the phone to her ear and spoke.
"Jesse James Bongiovi, Stephanie Rose Bongiovi, Jacob Hurley Bongiovi, put the phone on loud speaker, tell me when your all there? and tell me when its done."
"Jesse spoke
"its done."
"Right, Well listen up and listen good, I'm with your dad," her first sentence was soft and just like I remembered when she spoke to the kids when we were a family, then her character snapped, " NOT HIS WHORE OK? TIME TO SAY GOODBYE KIDS CAUSE HE AINT COMING HOME EVER!!!!! AND HIS WHORE AINT EITHER... THE NEXT TIME YOU WILL SEE THEM WILL BE AT THE COUNTY MORGUE!!! before Jesse could answer she clicked the line dead.
my temper erupted, I cared not what would happen, "WHAT THE FUCK? ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY WITH YOURSELF, NOT CONTENT TERRORISING ME AND MARA YOU TERRORISE YOUR OWN KIDS? YOU ARE A SICK MUTHER FUCKER DOT, I REGRET THE DAY I FUCKING MET YOU AND I PRAY YOU ROT IN THE DEEPEST FIRES OF HELL..."
she laughed, " you think your opinion scares me? GET THIS JON, AND GET IT GOOD, .....I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE AND FOR THE RECORD YOU HAVE BEEN DEAD TO ME FOR YEARS, IM DOING ALL THIS FOR FUCKING FUN" her eye's were black, like I was dealing with the devil himself. I had not one shred of doubt she meant every word she spat.
then her personality changed again, to one showing hurt,
"you broke my heart Jon, its totally shattered, ..... I tired to win you back when Mara was in hospital, I gave you a bed for the night, and gave you a shoulder to cry on, did you thank me?... hell no; you fall asleep. so I tired to stimulate you to wake you to make love to me, but you could not be roused..... well part of you was, ....." her eye's started to roll in her head as she carried on, then another personality change, angry rising again,
"then you go and fucking report me for fucking rape? ....... bet right now you wish you were still with me eh? then your little whore would be safe with her mom.... and you and me could have been real happy.... but NO, you have chosen your road, you have chosen the way you want things to be, and I'm very happy to accommodate, remember the old saying?"
"what old saying?"
"the saying that goes, if I cant have you, no one is gonna have you?" she reached into her purse and pulled out the gun she had pointed at Mara earlier, she pulled back the trigger and pointed it direct at my heart, for the second time in weeks I was getting ready to face my maker again, this time I held eye contact with Dot, I was no longer scared and just waited for fate to deal its cruel hand of fate....
BANG!!!!!
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