Chapter 94 - Wild Temptation After Divorce

Sherry

My left leg shook nervously as I sat on a hard plastic chair. I was told I had visitors. I didn’t know who would come and visit me. I haven’t heard from anyone in half a year. The others around me, whispered in their little cubicles, as they talked to whomever was on the other side of the plexiglass in front of them. The beige door opened, and I sucked in a breath. Tears sprang to my eyes and my little girl looked at me. She looked so big and mature. I recognized the woman behind her. Liz. So she and Elliot were still together. I looked at Emily as she sat in the plastic chair in front of me. She had no expression on her face. She didn’t look mad, or sad, or scared to be here. Liz put both of her hands on Emily’s shoulders. I saw the giant diamond ring on her left finger. I seethed with jealousy.

I looked at Emily again and pointed at the phone on her side and picked up the one on mine. She didn’t move. Liz leaned over her, and picked up the receiver and brought it to her own ear.

“Sherry. I have brought Emily here because she said she wanted to talk to you in person. I just want you to know, that you are a low down dirty b*tch. I can’t believe you abandoned your own child. To find out that you and Elliot had an affair and had an 8-year-old little girl was a f*cking blow. But just so you know. He and I are okay. I’m not giving him up for a momentary lapse in judgment 9 years ago. My life is f*cking epic. And it’s fortunate that Emily came into our lives. Elliot and I have a four-year-old little boy. A year after we had our child, we found out Elliot had testicular cancer. After his treatment, he is a survivor but can’t have any more children, so I am pleased to have a daughter.”

Emily looked up at her and I saw her smile at Liz with so much love. It squeezed my heart. When she looked back at me, the smile was gone.

“She’s a lovely girl, so bright and is the best big sister to EJ. When Emily said she wanted to tell you something, Elliot and I assured her she could, and we told her how brave she was and how much we loved her. Elliot’s only regret was pushing you away when he could have fought for custody of her. He regrets missing out on the first seven years of her life. But Emily and he have a fantastic relationship. He dotes on her.”

I was happy for her. I am glad her father acknowledged her and they have a good relationship. I watch as Liz hands my baby the phone.

“Hi, sweetie. I miss you so much, Emmy. I am so sorry, I left you at the hospital. You forgive mommy, right?”

She stared at me for a long moment.

“I hate you for everything. You took away my Uncle Brian. He was the best. But I thank you for giving me the best mommy ever. She makes me happy, she never yells at me or leaves me home alone. She makes me Mickey Mouse pancakes, and we bake cookies together all the time, and I love her with all my heart. My daddy is the best guy. He takes me and EJ to the park and pushes us on the swings. I am glad you left me. I now have a wonderful mommy and daddy and a little brother. I never want to see you again. Ever.” Then, she reached up and hung up the phone on her end.

I watched as she got down from the chair and grabbed Liz’s hand. Again, she smiled at her with so much love and Liz smiled back. I watched as they walked out the door they came through. Tears raced down my face and dripped off my chin. I hung up on my end and slowly stood up. I shuffled over to the officer in charge, and she took me back to my bunk.

“Who was here to see you?” My bunk mate, Estelle asked.

“My daughter, she came to tell me she hates me and never wants to see me again.”

“Oof, that’s hard. My daughter did the same. Haven’t seen her in ten years.”

A sob broke out of me. I did this. This was my life for the next four and a half years. And I deserved it all.

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Ramsey

I didn’t deserve this. I should be with the woman I want right now. I need her sunshine in my life. I saw her at the trial between those two pr*cks. They don’t deserve her. If she would have never jumped off my boat, we could have made love and then gone anywhere in the world. She acted like she never wanted me, but I saw the sultry looks she sent my way at the fire station. The warm smiles she greeted everyone with, but mine were extra warm. I even asked her once to make beef stew and she did. I knew she wanted me, but those two scumbags kept us away from each other. I can’t believe that a*shole judge gave me thirty years without parole. I’ll show them, I’ll escape and find Savvy and take her away again, but this time I won’t tell anyone my plans. Then we could live happily ever after. Yeah, I liked the sound of that. I have laundry duty tomorrow. I’ll sneak out with the dirty sheets in the laundry bins. They’ll never know. They never get checked. I just lay in one of the laundry bags and wait for someone to push out the carts. Yeah, that sounded like a plan. No thirty years was going to keep me away from the woman that I wanted.

Snickering, I grabbed a towel and my toiletries. I showered when most of the other inmates were almost done. I hated that I didn’t have any privacy in the showers. Whistling, I was soaping up when I found it was too quiet. I looked around and noticed I was the only one left. Good, now I can jerk off, to the picture in my head, of Savvy bent over, looking into the oven. I grabbed my semi-hard c*ck and slowly started to pump. My eyes were closed, and I had my head back. I moaned as my hand moved up and down. The picture in my head was vivid. Her dark hair falling to one side. I bet if I had lifted the hem of her dress I would have seen the pretty panties she had to be wearing. I didn’t feel the presence behind me until it was too late. A body leaned into me as an arm came around me and a knife was brought to my throat. A very thick Italian accent whispered into my ear.

“Romero says this is for Savvy.” The knife sliced deep. My eyes widened as blood gushed out of my neck. I put my hands up to my throat to try and stem the blood flow. Where were the f*cking guards? I turned slowly. A man in a dark suit was merrily walking out of the showers. I could feel my life draining from my body. No! This can’t be happening. I had a grand plan. I needed to execute it. My vision blurred, weakness seeped into my body. I dropped to the ground and my last living thought was, how did a f*cking Italian guy get into a prison to assassinate me?