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Miss-Spelled (Part 10)
We went straight to the police station to report the attack by Richie.
Alex and Barry had failed to find him after he fled down the alley. We
don't know how he managedto disappear but he had.
After taking fifteen reports from twelve Moulin Rouge dancing girls and
three MMA fighters, all confirming the attack, they immediately put out
a warrant for Richie's arrest. Unfortunately, nobody knew where he was.
He hadn't at his home or work for months. His family hadn't seen him and
his only three friends were all in custody for attacking Jack. He had
nowhere to go. After I told them of the other events Richie was
responsible for, they assigned two officers to watch the outside of my
flat, in case he tried anything else.
I went home and for the first time in months I cried myself to sleep
while Becca slept next to me holding my hand and tried to soothe me.
Days past and there was no sign of Richie but I had learned from past
experience that this didn't mean he'd given up. He had gone insane.
Having that demon inside him had seriously messed him up. He was like a
junkie looking for his next fix.
I'd had to tell Jack about Richie. I gave him a brief outline without
going into too much detail. What else was I going to tell him (well he
used to be my best friend before Becca turned me into a girl who was in
a relationship with him. Because of the spell he got possessed by a
demon whose intention was to torment me. When the demon was vanquished,
he became insane? I'll keep that bit to myself I think)?
The next Saturday arrived and with it came Mike's stag party. He was
taking a crowd to racehorse meeting in a city a few hours drive away.
Jack had been invited in the hope he'd get to know a few of the guys who
were going to be at the wedding. Since they wouldn't be back until late,
I said that I'd have a girly day with Jessica and she could stay at my
flat overnight. I'd promised that I was going to teach her how to sew
and other dressmaking skills and this was as good a time as any to
start.
Jack dropped her off at mine at 9am. She had a little back pack with her
that had a change of clothes and some toiletries since she was staying
overnight.
"Hey Jessica."
"Sophieeee," she squealed as she hugged my waist tightly.
"I've just got to get something from the car," said Jack as he gave me a
sly wink. I'd arranged a little surprise for Jessica later on. I kept
Jessica distracted by telling how we were going to make her a new dress
that day. She was so excited by the idea that Jack managed to sneak back
in and slip something into one of my wardrobes without her seeing.
"So, I'm going to have to love and leave my two favourite girls," said
Jack as he hugged me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.
"You be good for Sophie," he said to Jessica as reached down, cuddled
her and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"I will Daddy."
"We'll be fine," I reassured him. "You go and enjoy yourself." I hoped
he did. This was going to be his first excursion with a bunch of lads
since Jessica was born.
We got settled down and I showed her the dress we were going to make
that day. It was a simple dress, with wide straps and a full skirt. I
had already made a white, tulle petticoat that we would stitch into the
dress itself. She said she loved it so I showed her the colours we could
make it in. Red, blue, yellow or pink. I was very surprised when she
chose blue. I thought she would have gone for pink. "I have loads of
pink dresses" she had said.
I started it off by chalking the shapes into the fabric that we were
going to use. Once that was done I let her cut out the shapes but I was
guiding her hands all the way. I didn't want to take her back to Jack in
the morning missing a finger.
We stopped for a bit of lunch and got straight back into it. I got my
sewing machine out and did one little section to show her what to do. I
then let her loose at it, but I was controlling the speed and again,
guiding her hands. It was slow going, but we got it finished and she was
wearing it before tea. We had added a white sash around the waist which
tied into a huge bow at the back. She was so proud of herself, her face
was beaming. She looked like she belonged in the 1950's. I then had
a thought. To finish the look, I pulled her hair back into a ponytail
and using strip of blue ribbon, tied a big blue bow around it.
We had just had our tea when the intercom buzzed. It was time for the
little surprise that I'd arranged. I buzzed them in.
You should have seen the look on Jessica's face when Cinderella, Ariel
and Snow White walked in through the front door (aka Becca, Kayleigh and
Sarah). Ariel complete with hair and makeup kit.
While Kayleigh did Jessica's make up and made her hair into a mass of
curls, complete with a little tiara, I went to the bedroom and got
changed into my Belle dress (it had taken a lot of gentle, but hard work
to get the blood out of it) and got Jessica's Giselle dress that Jack
had dropped off and laid it out on the bed.
Jessica looked adorable, I couldn't wait to see what she looked like
with the full outfit on as well.
"Sophie, you're Belle again!" she chattered excitedly.
"I am, and there's something in the bedroom for you to get changed
into," I said. She went running into the bedroom excitedly, petticoats
swishing wildly as she did.
Kayleigh quickly put my hair in to it's "Belle" do, just as Jessica came
out. All four of us made a huge fuss over her in her white dress with
the huge puffy sleeves, the mass of skirts and the big white bow at the
back.
We all posed, kneeling on the floor so that our skirts would puff out
right across the floor (with Jessica in the middle) and had photo taken
via Sarah's remote controlled camera. I uploaded the photo to my
computer, printed it off and put it in a frame for Jessica to take home.
Bless her, she was in her absolute element.
We settled down to the evening's entertainment. Disney films whilst
eating sweets. Although the four grown ups in the room didn't eat too
much, we all had dresses to fit into in three weeks time.
I let Jessica stay up late (but don't tell Daddy) but by 10 she was
drifting off to sleep. I led her into the bedroom, got her changed into
her nightdress and put her to bed. I was just about to leave the room
when I heard a little voice.
"Sophie."
"Yes honey?" I replied.
"Are you going to be my new mummy?" I felt my heart break there and
then. I walked back and sat on the side of the bed.
"Jessica," I started. "Do you know where your mummy is?"
"Daddy says she's in heaven," she replied.
"She is and she's always watching over you. So you don't need a new
mummy." I hoped I was doing ok here.
"I suppose not." She didn't seem happy with that so far.
"Jessica, honey. I can't replace your mummy, nor would I want to. And
Daddy doesn't want me to either. Your mummy will always have a place in
your hearts that I could never fit into. What I can do though, is be a
special friend to you. And if there's ever anything you want to talk to
me about, you can call me anytime you want. I'll make sure Daddy knows
that as well." She just nodded at that.
"Sophie."
"Yes."
"I love you."
"I love you too honey. Good night." I kissed her forehead and left the
room, feeling extremely emotional.
"Are you ok Sophie?" Becca asked, sensing something wrong.
"She just asked me if I was going to be her new mummy," I replied.
Everyone just looked at me in silence. How do you respond to that?
The four of us shared a bottle shared a bottle of wine before they left.
Just as they were leaving Becca whispered to me.
"It's no wonder she wants you to be her mummy, you are fantastic with
her" and gave me a cuddle. I thanked the three of them for coming in
their princess dresses, they had really made her day, especially
Kayleigh for giving her a princess makeover, and they were gone.
I got changed into my nightdress and climbed into bed with Jessica.
The next morning we were up, fed and ready to go by 10.30. Jessica
insisted on wearing the dress she made yesterday. I put her hair back
into the ponytail with the ribbon (it looked even cuter with the curls
that Kayleigh had put in yesterday). We got in the car and off we went
to see Jack.
Jack looked a little bit rough, but generally ok.
"Hey Jess, where did you get that dress from?" Jack asked.
"I made it," Jessica replied, proudly before she went running into her
room.
"How was she?" Jack asked me.
"She was good as gold, I think the girls turning up in their princess
gear made her night."
"That it would," he said as if that would have been a no brainer.
I told Jack about the conversation I'd had with her before bed.
"I think you did good there," he said reassuringly.
"Really? She put me on the spot with it," I said.
"Really. Anyway, you might end up being her stepmum one day."
"Ha, don't tell Jessica that, you know how stepmothers are portrayed in
Disney princess stories." I replied, then something twigged "Hold on,
are you suggesting that we should get married?"
Jack started laughing. "Don't freak out, I'm not proposing or anything,"
he started. "But I do love you very much, Jessica loves you and you are
fantastic with her, if things carry on going as well as they are, why
wouldn't we get married?"
"I can't think why not, but one step at a time mister." Less than six
months ago, I was a heterosexual man, now I'm considering the
possibility of becoming a wife and stepmother. I always thought I'd get
married one day, but I never thought that I'd be the one in the wedding
gown.
3 weeks later.
Sarah's parent's house had been a flurry of activity that morning, but
we were ready. Me and Becca in our full length, pink bridesmaid gowns
with the white sashes and huge white bows that stuck out from either
side and Kayleigh in her almost-identical-but-with-subtle-differences
maid of honour dress. All of us had matching updo's with small, pink
artificial roses woven in. Sarah was in her pure white wedding dress,
her hair flowing in loose curls over her shoulder with a veil that
matched the length of her train. I was so proud of the dresses I had
made. They had paid for someone to do hair and makeup. With Kayleigh
being made of honour, she wasn't going to have the time to do it.
The service was beautiful, most of the women were in tears. Jessica had
been so well behaved. I had seen her and Jack in the congregation, sat
with Debbie, since Stephen was best man and Danny was an usher. I was
surprised to see Jessica wearing the dress we had made together. She was
so proud of it she had refused to wear anything else, I was told later.
Jack was looking the most handsome I had ever seen him in a suit and
tie.
The day went as planned. There was food, drink, laughter, tears (of
happiness) the multitude of photos taken. It was the perfect day.
At 9pm, Jack's parents came and collected Jessica so that we could have
some grown up fun. Jessica protested that she wanted to stay, but not
too much. The rest of the night we drank some more, we danced, we had a
romantic, night time walk around the beautiful hotel grounds. It was
perfect. I felt like a princess in my gown and here I was, with my
prince. We went back inside for the last dance where Jack held me
closely, but gently, I rested my head against his chest and listened to
his heart beat.
We had a room at the hotel booked for the night and so retired soon
after giving our best wishes to Sarah and Mike. Husband and wife. That
could be Jack and I one day.
We were both shattered, so didn't make love that night, but just falling
asleep in his arms felt incredible.
The next morning we woke up feeling refreshed. We had our breakfast at
the hotel with the rest of the wedding party who had stayed and left to
go pick up Jessica from her grandparents.
Jack knocked on the door. No answer. He knocked again. No answer. Odd,
their car was still there.
"Maybe they've gone for a walk somewhere," I suggested.
Jack tried ringing both of their mobiles, followed by the house phone.
No answer.
Just out of curiosity, I tried the door, it was open.
We stepped in cautiously. "Mum, Dad, Jessica," Jack was calling. We
found his parents in the back bedroom, bound and gagged to the bed. No
sign of Jessica though.
"MUM, DAD. What happened?" Jack shouted frantically as freed them from
their binds.
After arriving back with Jessica last night a homeless looking man had
followed them in with a machete. After a struggle he had put Jack's
parents in the position they were in when we found them in. He had left
with Jessica saying only "She knows what I want, she knows where it is
and when she gives me it, I'll let the little one go." He took their car
as well.
No prizes for guessing who the homeless guy is, who "she" is and what it
is he wants. Richie had completely lost it. Jack phoned the police and I
realised I hadn't
checked my phone since yesterday. There was one text from a number I
didn't know, sent at 11 last night.
"Tell me where it is, once I have it, I will release her. Don't bother
phoning the police, they'll never find me."
Damn you Richie, damn you. But he was right. People had been searching
for him for months with no luck. Where could he be? It had to be local,
he hadn't used his car in months either so he had to be local.
It clicked. Why hadn't I thought of it before? When we were kids, back
when I was Phil, he'd come running up to me excitedly, telling me about
new den he'd found. It was a one room shack in a waste ground nearby
everyone called "the pit." Behind some overgrown hedges was the shack.
You would only really find it if you knew it was there. Sophie had no
reason to know it was there. But Phil did.
While Jack was preoccupied with the police, I took his car key and
sneaked out of the house.
I pulled up as close to the pit as roads would allow. No sign of Jack's
parents car, but I doubt he'd be stupid enough to leave it so close to
where he was so that the police could find it. I got out and made my way
to the shack.
I managed to get right up close to the shack, I couldn't hear voices,
but I could hear footsteps. Somebody was pacing up and down. A quick
look through the window showed Richie (he looked worse than ever) doing
the pacing while Jessica was tied to a chair, still in her dress from
yesterday.
I timed Richie's pacing until he was as far away from Jessica as
possible when I burst in.
"What the FUCK?" Richie yelled. "How did you find me?"
I tried to be brave "It doesn't matter Richie," I said as I got between
him and Jessica. "What kind of monster have you become that you'd kidnap
a little girl?"
"You don't understand. I need it. I need the book. It's eating away at
me. I need it. And you are the key to finding it," he said.
"Then let Jessica go," I reasoned. "You've got me now. I don't know
where it is but we can find it, together."
I slowly approached him and gently held his left hand, stroking it. I
thought I saw a glimpse of the old Richie in his eyes as he dropped the
machete from his right.
This was my chance.
I yanked his left arm out with my left hand and pushed his elbow with
the palm of my right. I don't know if I had broken his arm but he was in
pain. I kicked him in the genitals which brought him to his knees. A
round house kick to the head and he was out cold. I tied him up just in
case.
I untied Jessica, phoned Jack and we cried into each other as hard as we
could. I had saved Jessica. And Richie was going to be arrested.
Everything was going to be ok.
Epilogue.
When Richie insisted to the police that he was trying to find a magic
book, he was sent to a psychiatrist. They were convinced he believed
what he was saying and was sentenced to an insane asylum.
Sarah and Mike are still together and have two boys. Sarah is pregnant
again and is hoping for a little princess.
Stephen and Debbie didn't work out, they broke up amicably and are still
friends. Debbie still hangs around with me and the girls now and again.
Kayleigh is now my sister-in-law. With them being two passionate people,
it wasn't a surprise when Danny proposed after only six months. They
were married a year after. No sign of kids though, Kayleigh's attitude
hasn't changed that much.
Becca has been dating Alex from my MMA class for some time now and are
living together. I do hope it works out for her. Becca was my absolute
rock through all this.
I am now Sophie Hanson. Jack proposed two weeks after I rescued Jessica.
Saying that he couldn't live without someone who loved his daughter so
much that she would throw her own life in danger for her.
The ceremony was everything I'd dreamed it would be. Becca was my maid
of honour with Kayleigh, Sarah and Jessica as bridesmaids. Their gowns
were full length, princess cut and strapless (except for Jessica's, was
11 and so needed some spaghetti straps on hers). They were white with a
pink sash around the waist. My wedding gown was a princess cut gown,
with a skirt that was 7 ft in diameter and a cathedral train. Off the
shoulder medieval sleeves and a long veil. All in a pale pink. I am such
a girl.
Jessica continued to learn how to make dresses and got so good at it,
that when she turned 16, I took her on as an apprentice. We are now S&J
Elegance.
Did Jack and I have any kids? We did a daughter. After I had given birth
to her, the nurses put her in my arms and Jack asked me if I had thought
of any names yet.
I had one. The first name I had been called back when all of this
started. Welcome to the world, Belle Hanson.
Meanwhile, in a dusty second hand bookshop, sits a book bearing the
image of a familiar black mask...
Authors note.
Thank you for reading my first attempt at a series. I know it's not
perfect but I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing
it.
Sophie
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