Chapter 3
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FOUR YEARS LATER
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Jane Pike’s POV
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“And that would be the last one” Samy says as she helps me to put all my suitcases in my tiny car. “Are you sure we took everything?” and she turns around and looks at the place that we called home for almost four years.
I ran away having nothing and every single day I lived in panic that Frederick Pike would find me, but he didn’t. The police helped me back then and changed my name, my documents and put me under protection, after I lied to them about Frederick being a drug dealer but I knew that their help was not enough, so as soon as they helped me leave my old place I ran again.
Thatis time as far as I could, using the money the police gave me for the first month in the new place. I know that Frederick would have found me so close to Anacortes. So I took the bus to the farest town I could, Nashville.
I left behind all my pain and started a new life here. I went to university, I started to work here and I met Samantha Tannenbaum. The sweetest human in this world. I even told her about me being a werewolf. I don’t feel like one, I still don’t have a wolf, but it doesn’t matter.
She deserves to know me just as I am.
She is all I have. She is rich and doesn’t give a s**t on what happens around her, but for a reason I will never find probably, she took an oath to be my friend and help me.
She knows things about me. About my father being abusive, about me leaving Kendrinck and still loving him so right now she is the reason for me moving back to Anacortes.
“And that’s the last one, for me too!” she told me and motioned to me to get in the car.
“Samy, are you sure that this is the right thing to do?” I ask her because I am not easy with moving back.
She just stares at me and squinting her eyes at me asks me.
“Jane Pike! Is this how you act after all the hard work I had with you?” and she is motioning to me to enter the car.
“My dad’s guards looked for that jerk and Frederick Pike moved from Anacortes. He can’t touch you. Maybe he is dead already and you are living here, ruining your chances to be with the man you love, and only out of fear?”
“But maybe he is married or has someone else, Samy!” I tell her and she starts to push me in the car as if I am a sack of potatoes. What the hell?
“Samantha Tannenbaum!” I yell at her “You are too much!”
But she ignores me and jumps on the passenger seat.
“Just drive ,woman” she commanded me “We didn’t work so hard to arrive at this point just for you to ruin everything. How much time will you live, thinking how it would have been if you would have stayed with Kendrick?”
I just stare at her.
There is not even a single day not to think about him and she knows that so she came with a plan and now we are running away from her family, who wants to marry her with a f*****g tycoon she doesn’t even know. We are going back to Anacortes and the plan is…her plan is to get a job in Kendrick's company.
She did a lot of research and it seems that he has his own company. Riggaton Architectural Co.
I have an administration degree and Samy studied design so she thought that it would be a good idea to come back.
“Start the car!” She commands me. “Or my dad’s men will find us!”
“You know that he will find you anyway and he will kill me for thinking that I am the one behind this madness” but she is right. So I start the car and leave the area. I don’t want Mr. Tannenbaum to reach us so soon.
“So” Samy says and she takes out from her bag some documents.
“We were already admitted as new employees at your high school sweetheart company. You will be his personal assistant and I will work at the design department.”
“He will kick me out in no time, Samy. Just wait and see.” I tell her and start to laugh, but I don’t laugh because I said something funny, but because I am damned stressed.
I hurt his heart back then. He will kick me out for sure.
“Stop stressing yourself, woman!” she says. If he loved you four years ago he can’t hate you. Love is damned versatile but in the end is still love”
“Says the woman who is running away from her arranged marriage” I mock her, but Samy ignores me.
“Since the first day I met you, Jane, I knew that you were special. There is something about you that makes me want to be your friend, to protect you. And about me running away, this is the best thing to do. And my dad will understand in the end. He always blabbers about the greatest good he wants for his baby girl. Well, an arranged marriage is far from that good.”
and giving me an innocent smile she says.
“Now drive. I need to leave this heat and cold myself a little in the rainy Anacortes.”
“I love you , Samy,” I tell her as we leave Nashville behind us. “You saved me. I mean you saved my heart from being broken. In this life I loved only two people. Kendrick and you.”
“I am not marrying you, Jane” Samy mocks me.
“I don’t want to be in a relationship yet” she starts to laugh. “You are not my type.”
“You are impossible” I say and continue to drive.
Four years ago I was living at my bottom. I was serving lunch at the university canteen when I met Samantha. I was working, not studying at that moment, but she saw me and after a week she came to me and invited me to work for her, as her personal “ assistant” because being so damned rich it was so “hard” for her to keep up with her busy schedule.
I refused at the beginning but when she offered me a salary ten times bigger than the one from the canteen, I would have been stupid to say no.
It was just acting. She didn’t need an assistant, but she needed a friend.
We moved together and she teached me, and helped me to enter the university and four years later here we are.
I can’t use my real name. I can’t appear as Jane Pike because Frederick could find me. So she helped me with that too, because she convinced Mr. Tannenbaum to change my name again, so that no one could track me. That man is a saint when he is not killing people.
So, here we are Samantha and Jane Tannenbaum, “daughters” of the mafioso Joseph Tannenbaum. Mr. Joseph would have done anything for Samy, so he even accepted me in the family. That’s why I’ve been protected in the last four years. I lived in some kind of human pack, which is nothing else but the mafia. This is why Samy is so sassy. And this is why I am not afraid to go back to Anacortes. Just a call from Samy and all the mafia in Central North America , would move to Anacortes and kill whoever made her cry, die in pain.
“Here we are,” she says after a lot of hours of driving, pointing to the sign that shows us that we just entered our new hometown.
“Looks dull” Samy whispers looking out of the window.
“I told you that here only the landscape is beautiful. It is not the big town you are used to live in” I tell Samy and continue with a calm voice “And not to mention that the place is surrounded by werewolves’ territories…”
“They can’t be worse than the world I lived in for twenty two years, Jane. It’s just another type of mafia …this werewolves world.”
And that got me and burst into laughter.
“Don’t laugh at me Jane. You are a werewolf and you are the sweetest being”
“Because I am a broken werewolf” I say, continuing to laugh and turn left because our new house is close, but right when I was ready to say another word someone hit my Fiat 500.
Do you know how it feels to be hit when you are in a Fiat 500 and the one who hits you drives a f*****g Mercedes-Benz AMG? “
You don’t know? Let me tell you. You feel like a stone in the slingshot.
Our car was propelled by the force of the hit and we landed directly on a tree.
“Oh my goddess” I whisper…trying to see if Samy is fine but she is just cursing near me.
“Motherfucker!” she screams and exits the car and I am trying to detach the seat belt.
“Samy, don’t run. You could be hurt!” I scream out loud , but Samy is a woman with a mission, and just when I exit the car I see her slapping a man who is looking at her with his mouth wide open.
Holy f*****g s**t!
“You piece of s**t! Who gave you the driver's license? You could have killed us!” and another slap comes in the next second, but the man is just watching her in shock.
Shit…he could kill her in a second. I know him , he was almost the best at sports in high school, only Kendrick was doing better than him.
“Why are you looking at me like this?” she asks him . “Are you on drugs? Is that why you are not watching where you were going”
And my heart stops when I see him lifting his right arm to touch Samy.
No, no, no! I need to save Samy.
“ Don’t hurt her!” I yell and that must get him because he turns his face in my direction and the shock on his face disappears in a second, being replaced by a perplexed look as he asks me.
“Jane? Jane Pike?”