While Richie had gone to call Marc, I stood looking at the person that was bringing complete misery to my life with her lies, the photo's laying on the table.
"don't you want to see our life in pics Jon?"
"it's not our lives, it's your twisted lies only."
she sneered at me as she replied, "um, you know that and I know that, but you have gotta prove it... I've fooled more people already than you will ever know..."
"Like who?, what makes you think you are gonna get away with this?"
"Oh, I already have, that's why I am stood here right now..." she laughed, then walking to the sofa she sat, crossed her legs and took a cigarette from my pack and lit it, then seductively she exhaled.
"You know Jon, if you want this over, and you want your perfect little life back, it's very easy to have?"
I had started to pace, not wanting to be any where near her, I did not want to talk either as I knew she could be recording the conversation, but I could not stop myself asking,
"how?, eh, what's the price tag?"
"Oh, that's easy, you,"
"me?"
"Yeah you, one night, all night sex you and me, and a promise of $50 thousand bucks in my account every month until you retire... and a repeat performance whenever I want it and I'll keep quiet, and you can carry on your life like before..."
"And if I refuse?"
"then our affair will be public knowledge by morning..."
"that's blackmail,"
"Prove it Jon, are you better truth teller, than I am a liar?, or as I like to be known a fantasist..." again she laughed.
the contempt I felt for this person was over whelming I had started to shake with anger, and could hardly hold back any longer, I could not believe the demands she was making, how the fuck had it gotten to this?, from a fan walking into my dresser to now seeing my world as I knew it falling apart, and there was nothing I could do to stop it, well I could, but it was not an option, I began to move forward in her direction not sure if I could hold back the anger that had built and was now ready to erupt, it was Richie walking back into the room, that stopped me doing something stupid.
"Yo, hold up bro, let's deal with this in the right way,"
Feeling Richie's hand on my arm calmed me down, "So what Marc say? " He's coming over in the morning to meet you, we have to give him everything we have, and he is gonna apply for a restraining order"
"a restraining order is that it?"
"Yeah, technically she aint done anything wrong."
"you are kidding me right?"
"Wish I was bro, but I'm not."
"She fucking blackmailed me while you were in the other room."
"She did? What did she say?"
"Oh if I want this to stop, I have to fuck her and give her fifty thousand bucks in her own private account every month until I retire and be her man whore whenever she wants or she is going to make our so called affair public by morning..."
My mind was in total chaos, I could not bear to think about the hurt this was going to cause Dot and the kids , but, i would not give in to blackmail, I looked at Richie, "seems im screwed bro, cause i aint giving in to her blackmail. "
he looked right back at me, "Be strong and pray that Marc can stop this shit.... otherwise, I gotta say bro, I think your fight you are screwed."
Yeah he's screwed all right. But he is being blacked mail and that's what the FBI can handle! Doesn't matter what she has on him they can tear it apart. He and his family just need to be strong but as we know in fan fiction this is going to be good!
ReplyDeleteYup he is screwed. 50 thousand a month and a boy toy for her.... How the heck are they going to get around THIS?? Thank you for the bonus chapter. I want more but will be good and sit on my hands and wait like everyone else..... ;)
ReplyDeleteGood story. Keep it up!