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One week earlier…
I woke up the morning after the benefit dinner with one thought in my mind.
I’m tired of this shit.
I didn’t like the feeling of not being in control of the direction my life was going in. I wanted Doc, and I wanted her bad, and hell, she obviously wanted me, too, but we couldn’t have each other because of the actions of some asshole named Robert Mattison. This asshole was not only making this whole divorce thing drag on, he was also making Doc miserable. I could see it in her eyes. Hear it in her voice. He was breaking her down. And that? That made me want to tear some shit up. She was a good woman, kind and caring. Had probably taken way too much off of this ingrate before she left him, and I suppose he was doing what he was doing because she’d stopped taking shit from him.
My mind started going places I’d shut it off from years ago. I mean, I started having some extremely fucked up thoughts about dude. And after a day of obsessing over the whole situation, I knew I had to do something. I had to fix this for her and for me.
*****
I sat in the dark for hours, waiting, biding my time, exercising a level of patience that was rare for me in situations like this. When I finally heard the garage door open and a car pull into it, I scooted to the edge of the chair in anticipation. Clasped my hands together because I was almost too excited, too ready.
The kitchen door opened, and I heard him mumble, “I thought I left this light on.” Before he could flip the switch, Rell stepped out of a corner and knocked him out with one blow to his head.
*****
Three hours later, I sat in his kitchen glaring at Rell, who just looked at me. “Damn, did your heavy-handed ass kill him?” I asked. “He should’ve woken up by now.”
Rell shrugged.
I sighed, leaned back in my chair, and shook my head when Rell pointed at the sink. “Nah, water will only work if you uncover his face. I don’t wanna uncover his face yet.”
Rell seemed to think about this for a second and then shrugged again. After another hour passed of this dude still being unconscious, I instructed Rell to dash his ass with water and quickly cover his face again.
That woke him up.
His shirt was wet as he gasped under the black hood, and yelled, “What the hell? What…where am I?”
“You’re in the comfort of your home,” I said softly. He was only sitting a few feet in front of me, and he sounded and looked terrified as he jerked his covered head toward my voice.
“Who…who are you?”
“You don’t know me. You don’t need to know me. All you need to do is listen.”
“Hey, look. I don’t know what’s going on, but I don’t have a lot of money. You can have what I have, though. And you can take the TVs or whatever else you want.”
“I don’t want your shit.”
“W-what do you want then, man?” He sounded like he was about to cry, or was already crying. I knew he was a bitch ass…
“I want you to listen.”
“Look, I haven’t seen you, so why don’t you just go and we’ll act like this didn’t happen and you won’t get arrested for holding me hostage.”
I nodded at Rell, who snatched the thick black hood off his face.
His eyes met mine for a second before he squeezed them shut, and said, “Shit! Please, man!”
I stared at his weak ass for a moment. A long moment. So long that he opened his eyes and whimpered, “What do you want?”
“I want you to stop fucking with Renee.”
His eyes widened. “What? She sent you here? That bitch must’ve lost her mind!”
My eyes shot to Rell, who was already on him, waiting for me to give him the go-ahead to slap the shit out of him. So I did.
