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.Madison and I both jump at the sound, stepping back from each other.“Get out!” He screams, authority still resonates from his throat, even though the sound is weak.“I’m sorry, I was just leaving,” I say, as I back towards the door, not taking my eyes off of Madison.“No, stay Alexandra,” Jackson sits up in bed.“Madison, you need to get the hell out of here,” he says as he reaches for the phone by the bed.“What the fuck are you doing out of jail anyway? I can’t even comprehend what happened, must less, have the strength to lay here and look at you.I despise you.Now.Get.Out!” He screams, his voice catching and then he falls back to bed, his head hitting the pillow in exhaustion.Madison’s eyes drop in defeat, and I give myself a fist bump internally.She thinks she’s hot shit huh? Well, I got news for her.She turns towards the door and sulks her way out of it.“I’ll be right back,” I tell Jackson, as he angrily looks at me.“Ally no.” But I’m already gone, following Madison down the corridor.“Madison, wait.”She turns to look at me, a true sadness in her eyes, but I refuse to fall for the “oh whoa is me” attitude.I get right up to her face, a feeling of empowerment cradles my body.“I see you back in this hospital, or anywhere near Jackson, I will personally make sure you.”“Oh? You’ll what Ally? Hit me? Beat me up? Go head, I fucking dare you.”“No, I would never stoop to your level Madison.You come near me or Jackson and I will.”A male voice comes from around the corner, “Personally escort you back to jail, where you belong, Miss Stone.”Chase.“What in the hell are you doing here, Miss Stone?” He growls.She steps back, fear filling her eyes along with a few tears.Great, she’s trying to be an actress now.Well her little pity party ain’t working on me.“I.I.I’m sorry, I just needed to see him.I needed to make sure he was okay,” she whispers, while looking down at her six hundred dollar shoes.Even as a criminal, she’s still worried about how she looks.“No apologies, Madison.You know you aren’t supposed to be here and I should haul your ass back down to the station.” His eyes soften at the sight of her tears.Oh no he doesn’t, he’d better not fall for her guilt trip.I see him giving into her and I feel I must step in, so I go nose to nose with her.“You step one pretty little foot near me or Jackson and I will take you down.Do you hear me? Don’t fuck with me.You’ve made both of our lives miserable for the last few months and it is over! Done with.you got that? Now, take your sassy, no good, miserable piece of shit self and get the hell out of here.You come back, I will drag you out of here by your hair,” I softly touch a tendril of hair that has spilled out of her tightly wound bun.“And you wouldn’t want to mess up those Jimmy Choo’s by getting them scraped over the pavement, now would you?”I turn to go back to Jackson’s room and I hear her huffing and puffing, like she’s gonna blow the house down.I turn back and glare at her, those daggers that I’m famous for shooting at people.She stomps her foot and turns towards the door.“I mean it Madison, I spot you one more time, you will regret it.Oh, by the way.where is that little minion of yours, Scott Adair? The one you had do all your dirty work?” Madison’s brow furrows and she looks down at her designer shoes.“You’re a fucking coward, Madison, can’t even do your own stalking.I hope he rots in the jail cell, right next to yours, so you can smell each other’s decaying corpses.You lost your own game, Madison.Jackson no longer belongs to you and I’ll make damn sure it stays that way.”“But he’s mine! Jackson belongs with me!” I hear her scream down the hall and I freeze in my tracks.I turn to face her, tears streaming down her face.Chase is just standing there, his jaw resting on his chest.I march back over to her and get in her face again.“No, Jacksonwasyours.You fucked that up and now he’s mine! Nothing you can do or say willeverchange that! If you want him so bad, trying to kill him was the wrong thing to do! Now get the hell out of here and go talk to your attorney, cause you just stepped in a big pile of dog shit and you’re gonna need him to scrape it off your shoes.Chase, will you get her out of here, please?”Chase nods and takes her by the elbow, but she yanks it out of his grasp.“I’m going, but you have not heard the last of me,” she spits out.“You watch where you’re going, Alexandra, cause you never know where I might be.”Chase bends down to her ear, but speaks loud enough for me to hear, “I was going to let you go, but now that you’ve threatened Miss Sanders, you’re going back to jail.Now, you’ll come with me quietly or I’ll put the fancy wrist jewelry on you and drag you back.”“You’re arresting me? For what?” She screams.“She threatened me too! Arrest her!” She barks.“I didn’t hear her threaten you, Miss Stone.I only heard you threaten her, and you’re the one that just took a plea bargain to get out of a death sentence.Now, Madison Stone, you are under arrest for making terroristic threats.You have the right to remain silent.Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.You have the right to an attorney.If you can’t afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you.Do you understand these rights I’ve just provided you?”“This is unbelievable! You won’t get away with this!” She screams.“Miss Stone, do you understand these rights?” Chase emphasizes.“Yeah yeah, I got it.But this ain’t over.Not by a long shot!” She cites, as Chase pulls her away [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]