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couldn't be any different if they tried. Where Terry was a girly girl
Amber was a bit of a tomboy who would eschew shopping to go fishing of all
things.
    My mom had been
over the moon. She'd laughingly bragged to any and everyone taking credit for
our romance, claiming that had she not sent me packing I never would've met my
Amber. She was right of course, but the woman was hard enough to live with as
it was.
    After Amber
disappeared mom had taken it hard. Whereas before she took joy in having
somewhat orchestrated our meeting, she now blamed herself for her son's
heartbreak. That was another one of the reasons I would make Amber pay. She'd
used me to hurt my mom. In a roundabout way of course, but the result was still
the same. Maybe that's the reason for her tension, she knew they wouldn't be as
welcoming this time around because of her deceptions.
    "Who's
there?"
    Did she sound
afraid? What the hell was her game now? Why should she be afraid of anyone or
anything in my home? She was the guilty party here, no one had wronged her;
they’d all been welcoming even my cousins. Well distant cousins who weren't
really related, just old friends of the family.
    Whatever! I'd
seen the way everyone had been with her and there was no reason for her to be
afraid of anyone there. Now me, that was a different story, she should be very
afraid of me and I won't let her forget it for one second.
    "No one's
going to be there, I live alone you know that."
    She gulped as
her body relaxed back into the seat.
    "What about
your wife?" There was a little bite to her tone.
    "What the
hell did you just say?" I was incredulous, now I knew for sure she was
playing a game.
    "I
said..."
    "I heard
what you said, I just don't get what you're playing at you know damn well I'm
not married."
    "But I
thought..."
    "Enough, I
don't want to hear anymore of your lies, save them for someone who'd believe
your bullshit, that no longer applies to me. You burned that bridge good and
proper."
    I was fucking
livid, how dare she? Did she know that I'd been planning to give her my
grandmother's ring? Is that why she was throwing the wife thing in my face? The
black hearted bitch. I'll make her pay for that insult.
    Right after I
fucked her to within an inch of her life. I'm going to bend her to my will and
leave her a broken shell, just as she'd left me. Only thing was, where she
didn't quite succeed, I’m going to be very thorough.
    I couldn't wait
to get her home this time there would be no escape. I had taken the necessary
measures as soon as I'd learned her whereabouts. Not all having to do with her
of course.
    There was now a
brand new top of the line nursery set up with everything my son could ever want
or need, because although doubtful of the report, I’d needed to be prepared.
And even though I'd had doubts in the beginning as to whether the child really
existed, or later if he was mine, I had decided to bring him back with me.
    I had claimed
her on that island, what was mine I kept. Her and my son belonged to me. Him
forever, her, until I was through with her, until my thirst for vengeance was appeased
and the way I still lusted after her that could be a very long time.

 
    We stopped three
more times so my son could eat and once so we could grab something at a drive
through. Conversation was very light as in nonexistent but I could tell she was
thinking really hard about something. She could plot all she wanted to in her
little head, there was nothing she could do about what I had in store for her,
not if she wanted to see her son. Yes I was not above using him to tether her
to me for as long as I needed. I could see that she wasn't putting on a show.
She really did love my kid that was something I guess; too bad it wasn't enough
to sway me from my determined course of action.
    "Where did
you go?"
    "What?"
    "When you
left me, where did you go?"
    "Nowhere."
Did she really think that was going to work? She must really think I'm a chump.
    "Don't fuck
with me