composure quite well, but hearing this news was making it hard for him to keep up the act.
“He shot my friend in the lower left abdomen.” She confessed.
“Oh my God,” Mrs. Jackson stated. “Is your guy friend okay? Where is Mark? Did you call the police on him? His ass should be in jail this morning.”
“Mom, he is okay. He only sustained a flesh wound at best and no I haven’t called the police on Mark, not yet anyway.”
“Why not?” Mr. Jackson asked. “You’re not going back to that hotel. You’re staying here with us until you find a new place. I don’t trust Mark. As a matter of fact, I’m going to call him right now.” He said as he stood up.
“Don’t dad,” Olivia said to stop him. “I spoke with him when I was on the way over here. He called to check on me.”
“He called to see if you’d pressed charges. Why haven’t you pressed charges?” Mrs. Jackson curiously pondered.
“I didn’t press charges because no one was seriously hurt. Plus, I could use this over Mark’s head when I divorce him. I don’t want it to be a long, drawn out, bitter divorce, just one that will make him sign the papers immediately so I can move on.”
Mrs. Jackson frowned. “You don’t think this man will be out to hurt you? Mark has certainly showed us a side of him that we never knew existed,” she added.
“I guess you don’t know a person until you know a person.” Zoe stated with her two cents added.
“I’m beyond shocked that things have taken this turn in such a little time.” Mr. Jackson said. At that moment, he didn’t know what else to say. Mark was a man that he accepted into his home and their lives. He loved him like he’d become a part of the family. He’d thought that he was loving and sweet and had turned out to be the perfect man for his daughter. Boy was he wrong. He’d displayed some very reckless behavior that he didn’t approve of and certainly something had to be done about it.
“Will you girls please excuse your father and me? I think we need to go upstairs and talk this through. I don’t want to do anything hasty and I’m sure that he doesn’t want to, either. Right Winston?” she questioned already knowing that her husband was two seconds away from calling Mark over to beat his ass and or calling the police on him so they could lock his ass up.
“You’re right, Kay. You’re absolutely right.” He responded. He actually needed the break to clear his thoughts. “And don’t you two go anywhere.” He sternly said to Olivia and Zoe.
“Yes sir,” they said in unison. They hadn’t heard that tone in forever and knew that he meant absolute business when he said it. Mr. & Mrs. Jackson exited the dining room leaving Zoe and Olivia staring at each other like they were about to get in trouble for misbehaving.
“I can’t believe you told them all of that.” Zoe whispered across the table.
“Hell, me neither. It just came out of nowhere.” Olivia responded with a look on her face like why the hell did I just say all of that?
“You told mom that you’d been cheating. My God O’,” Zoe commented. “I definitely wasn’t expecting that.”
Olivia shook her head. “I’m sure that they weren’t, either. I’m just tired of hiding shit, Sis. I don’t know about you, but I’m just tired of it. Had I just left Mark when my gut was telling me to then none of this would’ve happened. I should’ve just been up front and kept it moving.”
“So, you think that he would’ve made that transition easy for you?”
“Probably not, but he wouldn’t have snapped and tried to kill me.” Olivia responded.
“I------- don’t know,” Zoe sang. “Mark is kinda unstable girl. You can’t tell by now?”
“I don’t want to talk about Mark anymore. Let’s talk about you and the shit you keep hiding.”
Zoe instantly frowned. “What shit, O’?”
“Like, who’s your new love interest?”
“I don’t have one,” Zoe responded.
Olivia tooted up
“He shot my friend in the lower left abdomen.” She confessed.
“Oh my God,” Mrs. Jackson stated. “Is your guy friend okay? Where is Mark? Did you call the police on him? His ass should be in jail this morning.”
“Mom, he is okay. He only sustained a flesh wound at best and no I haven’t called the police on Mark, not yet anyway.”
“Why not?” Mr. Jackson asked. “You’re not going back to that hotel. You’re staying here with us until you find a new place. I don’t trust Mark. As a matter of fact, I’m going to call him right now.” He said as he stood up.
“Don’t dad,” Olivia said to stop him. “I spoke with him when I was on the way over here. He called to check on me.”
“He called to see if you’d pressed charges. Why haven’t you pressed charges?” Mrs. Jackson curiously pondered.
“I didn’t press charges because no one was seriously hurt. Plus, I could use this over Mark’s head when I divorce him. I don’t want it to be a long, drawn out, bitter divorce, just one that will make him sign the papers immediately so I can move on.”
Mrs. Jackson frowned. “You don’t think this man will be out to hurt you? Mark has certainly showed us a side of him that we never knew existed,” she added.
“I guess you don’t know a person until you know a person.” Zoe stated with her two cents added.
“I’m beyond shocked that things have taken this turn in such a little time.” Mr. Jackson said. At that moment, he didn’t know what else to say. Mark was a man that he accepted into his home and their lives. He loved him like he’d become a part of the family. He’d thought that he was loving and sweet and had turned out to be the perfect man for his daughter. Boy was he wrong. He’d displayed some very reckless behavior that he didn’t approve of and certainly something had to be done about it.
“Will you girls please excuse your father and me? I think we need to go upstairs and talk this through. I don’t want to do anything hasty and I’m sure that he doesn’t want to, either. Right Winston?” she questioned already knowing that her husband was two seconds away from calling Mark over to beat his ass and or calling the police on him so they could lock his ass up.
“You’re right, Kay. You’re absolutely right.” He responded. He actually needed the break to clear his thoughts. “And don’t you two go anywhere.” He sternly said to Olivia and Zoe.
“Yes sir,” they said in unison. They hadn’t heard that tone in forever and knew that he meant absolute business when he said it. Mr. & Mrs. Jackson exited the dining room leaving Zoe and Olivia staring at each other like they were about to get in trouble for misbehaving.
“I can’t believe you told them all of that.” Zoe whispered across the table.
“Hell, me neither. It just came out of nowhere.” Olivia responded with a look on her face like why the hell did I just say all of that?
“You told mom that you’d been cheating. My God O’,” Zoe commented. “I definitely wasn’t expecting that.”
Olivia shook her head. “I’m sure that they weren’t, either. I’m just tired of hiding shit, Sis. I don’t know about you, but I’m just tired of it. Had I just left Mark when my gut was telling me to then none of this would’ve happened. I should’ve just been up front and kept it moving.”
“So, you think that he would’ve made that transition easy for you?”
“Probably not, but he wouldn’t have snapped and tried to kill me.” Olivia responded.
“I------- don’t know,” Zoe sang. “Mark is kinda unstable girl. You can’t tell by now?”
“I don’t want to talk about Mark anymore. Let’s talk about you and the shit you keep hiding.”
Zoe instantly frowned. “What shit, O’?”
“Like, who’s your new love interest?”
“I don’t have one,” Zoe responded.
Olivia tooted up
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