Forever Love (Fghter Club 1)
tricked me into signing a
pre-nup....I don’t think so .....He’s going down hard Alexia and so
are you!’
    ‘ Rachel, please don’t, I
have two children.’
    ‘ Yeah his fucking children!
I should have his children not you, I was his wife!’ She watched as
Alexia started crying, ‘AAAwwww the poor little baby. You’re not
even feeling anywhere near as much pain as I do but this may just
help.’
    ‘ RACHEL NO!’ she cried out
and then she started screaming as Rachel fired the gun and her
whole world went black once again.
    *****
    James is sat in his room in New
York wishing he had Alexia, Ben and Amber with him. He still had to
pinch himself sometimes to make sure that he wasn’t dreaming having
Alexia back and being a dad. He loved them so much, they were his
life. He really didn’t want to leave them after everything that had
happened with Rachel and he knew he wasn’t going to relax until he
got home to them. He picked up his phone to ring Alexia knowing she
would be back from dropping the kids off at school but there was no
answer. After several attempts he started to panic, he’d been
calling Alexia for the last half an hour but there no reply from
her phone, the house phone or his text messages. So he called Tracy
to see if she has seen or heard from her.
    Tracy had just finished making a
drink for her and Sarah when she answered her phone, ‘Hello.’
    ‘ Hi Tracy.’
    ‘ Hi James, how’s it
going?’
    ‘ Erm...I’m not sure at the
moment, is Alexia with you? I’ve been trying to call her and she’s
not answering.’
    ‘ No she said she was going
home to sort the laundry out and have a quick tidy up before she
was coming to join me and Sarah for coffee. Want us to run round
and check?’
    ‘ Yeah please, it maybe
nothing, she might have the vacuum on or just gone shopping and
forgot to take her phone, she’s been really forgetful
lately.’
    ‘ Oh no she’s not pregnant
again is she?’ she laughed. ‘We’ll go round now and I’ll give you a
ring back.’
    ‘ Thanks Tracy,’ he said
and thought about what Tracy said, “Alexia pregnant? Again? Really? Well she could be we
weren’t always careful at the beginning when the mood took
us.” He smiled as he remembered taking
her on his desk and the time the children nearly caught
them.
    Tracy wondered out to the garden
where Sarah was, ‘Hey Sarah, that was James, he can’t get hold of
Alexia so I said we’d pop round to check on her.’
    ‘ That man worries too
much, but it’s really sweet actually,’ Sarah grinned. ‘Well we best
go see what she’s up to,’ she jumped up and helped Tracy lock
up.
    When they pulled up they saw
Alexia’s car, ‘Well she’s here. I bet she’s left her phone in the
car again the silly doughnut,’ Sarah joked but as they got out they
heard a loud bang that made them panic.
    ‘ What the fuck was that?’
Tracy said looking at Sarah with worry etched on her face, and then
they heard Alexia scream which instantly made their blood run cold
and run towards the door.
    ‘ ALEXIA!!!!!’ They were
shouting and screaming as they ran inside into James’ office and
stopped when they saw Rachel with the gun, Alexia on the floor
screaming and blood everywhere. Tracy, without thinking, ran toward
Rachel and grabbed her. She tackled her to the floor whilst Sarah
dragged Alexia out into the front room, grabbing the house phone as
well and called for an ambulance. She heard Rachel shouting at
Tracy, ‘OOOOOouuch, get off me you bitch!’
    ‘ I don’t fucking think so
Rachel, You are not getting away with this,’ Tracy shouted back as
she continued to fight with her, trying to get the gun, both of
them had their hands on it trying to aim it at each
other.
    ‘ 999 what’s the emergency
please?’
    ‘ I need an ambulance...my
friend...she’s been shot and she’s bleeding badly and unconscious.
I need the police to...the armed person is still in the house,’
Just as she finished the sentence two more

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