Water Ch. 245 - Secrets That We'll Take To The Grave

 

 

  

 

Richie jumps up and rushes to the door.  His first thought is Dalton, and he mentally psych's himself up to punch the asshole in the face. 

 When he sees it's Jon, he feels a little bit of relief.  Beth didn't need anymore drama.  Jon approaches his best friend, hugs him and says, "Thanks Rich.  I owe ya one." 

 

"Glad I could help."

 

"Where is she?  How bad is she?"  Jon's heart is in his throat.

 

"She took a Xanax after her shower and laid down on the couch about 4 hours ago.  She has a split lip, black eye and bruises all over her body.  She ate a little bit, but not much."

 

"Fruit?"

 

"Yeah. With a gulp of wine.

 

Jon walks passed his best friend, on the way to find his soul mate.  He turns the corner into the living room and he sees her laying there, facing away, sound asleep.  He's not going to wake her up.  He needs to take care of a few things before he does that. He covers her with a quilt and goes back out to Richie.  "What has she said?"

 

"Regarding?" Richie needs Jon to be specific, they talked about a few different things.

 

"Dalton." Jon says, with an anger Richie has never heard.

 

Richie takes his friend by the shoulder and leads him into her bedroom.  "She won't come in here.  She didn't say much about what happened, she can't believe that she was so wrong on her opinion of him."

 

Jon walks into her bedroom and sees the blood on the bed.  At first he feels rage and then he feels heartache.  He notices the picture next to her bed, one of her and Romeo was shattered.  He walks into the bathroom and sees the mess in there, and his heart breaks even more.  "She didn't talk about it at all?"

 

"She said that he threatened to kill her if she told anyone.  She's afraid that he'll come back."

"I'll get her out of her when she wakes up.  Did you see all that blood on the bed? I can't imagine her terror." Jon rubs his forehead and Richie can see he's over stressed.  Jon, unable to keep it bottled in any longer punches the fridge.  "I want to kill that fucker!!" On a calmer note, he adds, " I did see the used condom on the bathroom floor."

"Bring her to my house. I have the whole east wing empty, it's yours. I'll call Wanda and have her get the foods that she likes and whatever else you think she'll want or need."

Jon paces around the island in the kitchen. "She needs to report this. She has to go to the police." 

"She does need this asshole put behind bars before I find him and fucking kill him" Richie states, as a matter of fact.  Jon stands there, holding himself up by leaning on the counter. 

 Looking at the floor, he hears, "Hey."  He whips around and sees her and his eyes fill with tears.  She looks like she has been in a serious car accident and the sight of his beautiful woman breaks his heart.  Getting to her as fast as he can he grabs her, picks her up off the floor and holds her. 

She's crying and she says, "I'm sorry."

He continues to hold her and asks, "Sorry about what babe?"

"That I couldn't stop him."  Jon sets her on the counter and lifts her chin so he can look in her eyes.

"Babe, you are not to blame. You could not have stopped him. It takes a crazy man to do this to a woman."

Richie is standing behind Beth and he motions to Jon that he was going to leave. Jon seen him and said, "okay, we're going to the police department and then we'll be over." 

"I'll be there, and if you want - my neighbor is the captain of the PD.  I can have him meet you at my house."

Beth has no idea what that are talking about. "What are you two planning?"

Jon tells her, "We're going to go stay at Richie's for a night or two. He can have his neighbor come over so we don't have to go to the police department.  Will that be okay?"

She just nods that it would be okay.

Richie walks up to her, "I'm out of here. I'm going to send Wanda to get what you'll need. Is there anything you want?"

Again, she just shakes her head no.

Richie kisses her on the head and says,"I'll see you in a little bit."

Beth reaches out and hugs him while she whispers, "Thank you!"

Richie grabs his wallet and keys and leaves the two of them.  They need to be alone.