It
had been around two weeks and Jennifer was still bothered, after finding out
what David had done. It was late, and she was leaving work. While on the
elevator heading to the garage, she mumbled, under her breath, “How could this
have happened? Why would David betray me like this? What does it matter, I have
Robert, now. Robert loves me and wouldn’t have done anything like this.”
She
wondered if he truly loved her.
“Damn
you, David. Why?”
This
elevator ride seemed like it was taking forever. Jennifer kept imagining David
having sex with this woman.
With each passing floor, the elevator bell chimed.
Ding.
David having sex with that woman from behind.
Ding.
David on top of that woman, thrusting into her.
Ding.
David’s
face between that woman’s legs.
Jennifer’s
emotional level was beyond content. The elevator doors opened and a man jumped
in and grabbed at her purse and briefcase. They tugged back and forth.
Jennifer
let her briefcase go, and the man fell to the ground, hard.
He
was stunned, for a second as she ran passed him and picked up her case. The
assailant tried to grab her leg. He
tripped her instead.
Jennifer
fell, dropping everything but her keys. She quickly got back up and ran rapidly
to her car.
The
man finally got up. He followed her.
Jennifer made it to her
car, got in, and locked the doors. She fumbled around, trying to put the key
into the ignition.
The
glass in the door shattered, just as she turned the ignition on.
She
pulled off, quickly, speeding around every corner. Just when she saw the exit,
the assailant ran in front of the exit. Jennifer slowed down because she didn’t
want to run him over. Then, she looked, again, and thought she saw David; she
stepped on the gas.
The
man didn’t have time to move out of the way and she plowed right into him. The
assailant flipped over the hood, hitting the windshield. He sailed over the car
and fell to the ground, hard.
Jennifer
came to a complete stop.
On
the ground, blood rushed from his head and nose.
Jennifer
was shaken up and crying. She got out the car to check on the man. When she
turned him over, she saw a flash of David’s face. Then, she closed her eyes.
When she reopened them, it was the face of a stranger.
Some
people saw her standing there and yelled for an ambulance.
Jennifer
was crying, but anger was in her eyes.
An honorary Pastor at Living Hope
Christian Center in Pennsauken, NJ, I grew up in the streets of Philadelphia,
PA. There I was active in the Drama Ministry, writing and performing in such
plays as “Jesus Still Speaks” and “A Tale of Two Sinners”. My writing embodies
my spiritual side, my interest in thriller/suspense, and I experiment with
thriller/horror. I’d released a new novel “Never Saw It Coming” the first of a
trilogy in late 2015. “Bishop Nugget: A Walk Through the Scriptures” explores the
bible from Genesis to Revelation is coming in April. My upcoming project “Never
Saw It Coming 2” will be out later in 2016.
I love to read and write because you
can go places that only movies and my imagination can take me. Life has its
real moments that I can believe but writing can put another layer to what
reality can’t touch. Take Stephen Kings “IT”, clowns can be scary but with the
imagination you might not want to go to a circus for a long time. Take most
erotic stories by Zane or Newhouse, everyone wants to live the passion but
usually when you have lived it, the books seems to be a little better. Book like these can stir up your own
creativeness that I never thought my mind would go.
My contact info:
Email: sdmn624@gmail.com
Website: http://stephendmatthews.webs.com/
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