s*x, Drugs and Wrestling (The Story of Jessica Davis)

GA

We landed in Atlanta and drove about an hour maybe a little more to Lake Alta. My grandfather called it a cottage but it was a huge mansion on the lake with a jetty but the boat was taken up for the winter. It was the first time I was at the lake house it was like a shrine to my father; there were pictures of him everywhere. There was a house sitter/maid/cook/ everything that needs to be done; her name was May. My grandfather acted differently around May. I had seen him around employees before his not rude but he is colder for a lack of a better word for them but with May he was almost giddy like a teenager in love; he looked at her the way I looked at a Jager. I could see the same look from her to him. From what I have seen and know of my Grandfather my Grandmother died when my father was a young boy. He never had another relationship or married after, in a way that always made me a little sad. But I knew there were sparks between him and May. I was the only thing my grandfather had; the rumour was when my father died a piece of him died with it. He was not a nice person, but when he found me that joy and the nice guy came back.

​“Mr. Harper, how are you? Oh, you must be Mikey. Your grandfather talks about you all the time. You are even more beautiful than he has stated. Let me take me to your room.” May gushed over me.

​May grabbed my bag, we were headed to my room and my grandfather called out “Nice to see you too May.” My grandfather said with a little jealousy.

​“We will be back in a second Grandfather,” I called back with a little grin. He grinned back and we went to my room.

​Then I could see I need to play a little cupid I wanted my grandfather to be happy and in the few seconds they were together I could see sparks that could burn the house down. So I did what any good granddaughter would do to make my grandfather happy.

“So May how long have you been working for my grandfather,” I asked innocently well innocently as I could.

“I have been working for him for about 17 years. It was about a year before your father died. Your Dad was a great man, he was so kind. He brought out the best in your grandfather. I have seen that you are doing the same; in the past few months that you have been in his life I saw the light back in his eyes.” May said so sweetly she was such a nice lady I knew she was perfect for my grandfather.

“So how much time does my Grandfather spend here?” Just the way she made it sound he spends lots of his time here.

“He is usually here every weekend when he is in Charlotte. He comes to Georgia when he comes back from a business trip he comes here to whine down for a couple of days. We usually sail in the summer, watch old movies when it’s cold and on nice winter days we go for long walks.” May beamed.

I was thinking so I knew if nothing was going on there she wants something going on there and maybe he does too.

“Sweetie I will let you unpack I need to go check on your Grandfather.” May smiled and walk away.

I was thinking about both of them when I open the bag and saw the letter, I was heartbroken all over again. I unpacked my bag and started crying all over again, but then I was going to make it my week’s mission to put May and my Grandfather together. I dried my tears and went downstairs and saw my Grandfather and May talking and laughing. They were so happy together. They didn’t see me watching for a few minutes, it was like watching teenagers.

My grandfather looked up and saw me standing there. “How long have you been standing there?” my Grandfather said fluster I saw him flirting with the housekeeper. But he could see I was crying again and so could May.

May could see I was upset “ I’m going to check on dinner. Jessica, is your room okay?”

“It’s perfect thank you for putting all the time into helping me feel at home,” I said back to her.

May walked into the kitchen, I walked down the stairs my Grandfather hugged me and I started crying again. We sat on the couch and he just held me.

“ I have to stop crying I can’t give him that much power over me,” I said trying to get over it.

“It’s okay to cry, Mikey. I feel powerless to see you like this. You had strong feelings for him. When you have strong feelings for someone you should let them know. When it’s gone it puts a hole in your soul.” JR said.

“Is that how you felt when grandmother died?” I asked

“When your Grandmother died a piece of me died. I loved her very much. She was the most wonderful woman. She was strong and sensitive. ” JR smiled.

“You never moved on Grandfather,” I stated

He didn’t know what to say. He was floored that a fifteen-year-old girl picked up on that. I looked back at him and said “Don’t let love pass you by Grandfather because you are afraid to lose it. Life is too short, as you know.”

My grandfather knew right away what I was talking about he blushed and shook his head at me and I’m not sure if it was a question or a statement. “I forget you are not a normal fifteen-year-old girl. How do you pick up on those things?”

“I just do. Grandfather, I don’t know who originally said this but it after experiencing it. It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved before. Even if it hurts like hell when you lose them. But if you lose them before you have the chance to tell them how you feel it will hurt a lot worse.” I said as wisely as I could as a fifteen-year-old could.

As I looked up May was there and kind of shaky. “Dinner is ready.”

May served Grandfather and my dinner. May went to walk away I looked up and asked “Are you not joining us for dinner?”

“Please join us.” My Grandfather said.

May smiled and got a plate and joined us. We had a great dinner and it was a great conversation I cleared the table, and May was amazed she went to say something. My grandfather took her by the hand and she stayed at the table with my grandfather. I did the dishes, I looked out and they were talking I went out and announced I was going to bed and I would see them in the morning.

I went upstairs and listened to them talk for a little while my grandfather told her how he felt. Then she told him she felt the same. They watched their old movies but tonight they were on the couch next to each other he had his arm around her like two teenagers at the movie and they started talking.

“Mikey is a lovely girl she reminds me a lot of her father. I don’t like she is hurting so much.” May said to my grandfather.

“It's Morgan's fault he paid this boy to keep an eye on her. I do believe he fell for her and he does love her but Morgan had to blow it to hell. He’s not happy unless he picks who she is to be with he will ruin everyone. I used to be like that you know. I thought Michael should be with who I picked someone from society. Only if I approved of him and Hope he wouldn’t have felt the need to sneak to the courthouse. He would not have been hit by the car. He could be here with his daughter. I wiped her tears all day and all I could think; was if I would have approved he would be the one wiping her tears. Wanting to kill Morgan for hurting her and the boy for making a stupid deal with Morgan.” He was seething.

“She is strong like you JR,” May said with a smile

“Well it is late we should retire and talk again in the morning. Goodnight” My grandfather kissed her goodnight and she went off to bed. I went into my room and went to bed. I was happy my grandfather took my advice and let himself feel; not bottle it up. Then I looked over at the dresser and saw the letter and I felt my stomach knot. I can’t read it not yet not ever.

The next morning I got up and May had a huge breakfast cooked for the three of us. Eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, grits I never knew what grits were but they were good, beans and pancakes. I’m not quite sure why there was so much food; I thought the neighbourhood was coming but nope just us.

“Good morning sweetheart. How did you sleep last night?” JR asked.

“Okay, Grandfather,” I stated.

“Sit darling,” May said as she brought me a huge plate of food.

We sat and talked about different things, weather, the news, and then we started talking about business. Grandfather knew all you had to do was talk wrestling and it would take my mind off Jager.

“While you talk business I am going to clean up,” May said in her sweetest voice. Kissed my grandfather, took up the dishes and left the dining room.

“Let’s go into the study and continue our discussion.” Grandfather insisted.

We went to the study grandfather filled his pipe and we started talking.

“ I have acquired the northwestern territory, I now have all of the south and the northwest territories it’s time to move forward but how do we do that?” Grandfather inquired.

“You have the bigger territory, and more talent than the Tracy’s but you do not have the production power that the Tracys have? You need to combine all territories and rename them.” I instructed but instructed nicely. You can get what you want but it is all in how you say it. I informed him trying to get his mind going. As smart as I am there is no better businessman on the planet than JR Harper.

“Well, I have an interest in a couple of cable networks. I have the capital to produce a show to compete with them.” Grandfather responded.

“You do. Then you need to start with the cable networks and get some prime time spaces. Start with one day and go from there. TWW does not have a prime-time placement. If you can get over in primetime you can get over anywhere. We have to get to that stage before we go any farther.” I indicated to Grandfather.

“Let me go make some phone calls, we will discuss more about this later.” Grandfather suggested.

“Okay, Grandfather,” I replied. I had put the seed in his head he was going to take it the rest of the way. He was going to ruin Morgan and my hands were clean.

As I was basking in my glory May came in and asked “Did you need anything dear? I know your grandfather had to do some business. I can’t believe he went to do business with you here.” She exclaimed.

“ It’s okay. I was happy I could make him see sense. I see how he looks at you, I think it’s about time he showed it, plus I know you feel the same about him.” I pointed out.

“I’m glad you came here and noticed or I probably would have been still been loving him from afar,” May noted. “Maybe it’s from your own problems you could see it,” May suggested.

“Grandfather told you about what happened.” I retorted.

“Yes, he did” May stated “I don’t mean to pry but I think you should give the young man a chance to explain what happened. Maybe he made a huge mistake and he truly does love you. Who couldn’t love you? You are a sweet girl Mikey. I think you should read the letter I saw on your dresser.” She added.

“I’m not ready yet but I will take your advice into consideration,” I remarked.

Grandfather, May and I had a great week we did a bunch of different things together; we had fun until I had to pack to go back to Boston. As I was packing my bag the letter was staring at me from the dresser. All I could hear was May saying how I should read the letter. I had to go back to Boston and I had to face him so I had to read it. I put the letter in my hand and sat on the bed for a minute. Opened the envelope and took it out but I couldn’t open it. I filled up the pain came back like it just happened, but I had to I unfolded the pages and took a deep breath; I started to read not knowing what was going to see. But I had to do it; I needed to do it before I had to face him at school on Monday.

​Jess,

​ Baby, I have to start by saying I love you, and I will always love you. The second thing I have to tell you is I’m sorry and after you read this I pray you will forgive me.

​The first day I walked into Miss Moore’s class and saw you sitting there I couldn’t take my eyes off of you, but you became friends with Pam and you would not hear my side of the story. I was disappointed, to say the least, that this beautiful girl wouldn’t look my way because of a lie. Then Mr. Tracy was worried about you and he needed someone to keep an eye on you. He promised he would give me a shot after I finished school in the business. I took it as a yes for me to try to get closer to you. You were a spitfire, but loyal to Pam and I didn’t know how to get in. I knew from the moment I saw you I couldn’t do without you. This was the only way I knew how to get in.

​When you accepted Jake’s invitation to the Halloween dance I thought at that point I was going to lose any shot with you. Normally I would never go to something like that but you were going and it was an excuse to see you. When I walked into that gym and saw you, well you were dressed as a fairy godmother but you looked like an angel. There was no one more beautiful in the world than you were that night. I was hypnotized by you, I couldn’t breathe. Then I saw Jake drag you off. When I think of what he was going to do to you. I could have, well if you weren't there I probably would have. Seeing you cry knowing some jerk that didn’t deserve you, hurt you my heart was breaking. After that night you started being a little softer to me and I felt like I was starting to get in. Those little looks we would give each other in classes, little smiles when we would pass each other, you were making me fall in love with you over and over. I never knew how to tell you how I felt or how I still feel.

​Then it was your birthday, Steve and I were out for a ride we had just stopped at his place, he had to be home for your birthday dinner. Steve had just driven up the drive. I stopped for a minute and looked up the drive wondering if you would ever know how I felt about you. Then it was like fate you came running down the drive tears on your cheeks. I asked you what was wrong you got on the back of my bike and we drove to Lulu point. We talked, and watched the sunset. I saw the look in your eyes you were happy. I looked into your eyes and saw the way you looked at me. The way I looked or at least I hoped you did. When I kissed you I felt that you felt the same way I did, I love you and at that moment you loved me. We were happy, I had everything I wanted but I knew I had a cloud over my head. I promised your grandfather I would look after him. I promised myself I would love you, I love you and I would protect you from anything.

​I can’t apologize for telling your grandfather I would look out for you, because I got what I wanted. It was to love you and for you to love me. I do apologize for not telling you the truth. I should have told you the truth about Morgan but I didn’t and it cost me the one thing I wanted more than anything, which was you.

​I love you, Jess. I am in love with you and I will be in love with you until I die. I would do anything to have you look at me the way you looked at me that night of your birthday, the way you did last night before your grandfather showed up. Please, Jess.

I will love you forever. Please forgive me

Jean Philippe.

Jager

PS. I LOVE YOU and I ALWAYS WILL.

I read it and I didn’t feel anything, I was cold to it, it felt fake, empty, and meaningless. Or maybe I didn’t care anymore. I hated what he did to me. I hated he was on my grandfather's side. He didn’t want me; he wanted to be in the business. If he had to use me to get to it; he would. He didn’t love me he loved the business. He made a deal with the devil; well and he got burned. My heart was breaking but after reading that I was cold as ice and no one was ever going to use me again. I loved him, I put my guard down. I let him in and he used me; which was my fault I could not blame him for that. It was on me I turned into a gitty teenage girl and I knew better. All this pain I was feeling was my doing, not Jager not Morgan but mine.

I put the letter back in my bag and went downstairs. JR and I went and got in the car, and drove to the airport. We flew back to Boston. On the trip, I had turned in to the person I hated I turned in to Morgan Tracy. The only glimmer of hope I had of being a good person was Jager, and Morgan had taken that from me too. Morgan had taken everything for me. I think it was a life lesson he wanted to teach me. You do not have the luxury of love, happiness, or family it’s about taking and keeping what’s yours; taking no prisoners. I was sure now my plan had to be in full swing any doubts I had was over. Any love I was starting to feel towards Morgan. I was going to crush him like a bug. All that pain I felt he was going to feel ten times over. I was going to take everything that was his; when he died he was going to be a pathetic man.

We got back to Boston; my grandfather brought me back to the mansion I kissed him on the cheek and he drove away. My mother was there to greet me at the door; I had come home a day early. She was shocked.