Healing (Damaged Sequal)

A Fight Against the Selfish Ex

        It's been a couple weeks since what happened with Johnny. He’s still here, but he’s been avoiding me. Thanksgiving has come and gone and we have entered December. 

        I woke up knowing what was going to happen.

        “Jaime, get everyone out of the house and tell them I will meet them out there.”

        “She’s finally coming, huh?”

        “Yes.” I heard her get everyone out of the house. Dad and the boys are not here. It’s a good thing. Once everyone was out of the house I ran downstairs to see a woman. She had dark brown hair and brown eyes. She was beautiful. Lips painted red and her skin was white like porcelain, but her eyes glowed red with anger. She wore a plain, black, long sleeve shirt, and black jeans and black flats. I put up the barrier.

        She flew at me. I grabbed her wrists and threw her away from me.

        “What is your problem?” I asked her.

        “You. I found out from Jeremy’s parents what's going on here. My son and my ex love you? You're just a w***e,” she fumed. Her words swirled in my head and what came out? I laughed. I couldn’t help it. She’s judging me yet she has done the most wrong here.

        “You think this is funny?”

        “As a matter of fact I do. You stand there calling me a w***e yet you have done more wrong,” I seethed.

        “This isn’t about me,” I glared at her.

        “Yeah, cause your ex husband was a f*****g mess coming here. Your son hated him with all his heart and you were the one to do that. This is about you.”

        “No, and you need to stop these games with the men here,” she said.

        “Then you go talk to them. They are the ones who love me. This is what they want, but your son has been thrown out of this. After hitting me was a big no no. Luckily I stopped my dad from attacking him. My dads a warlock by the way,” I said. She paled at my last words.

        “What you’ve done to your son has effected everyone around him and it pisses me the f**k off that you would do that. That you would hurt a child because of his father. Because your too much of a coward to fight for what you want,” I fumed.

        “I would never hurt my son,” I snorted. 

        “Well you did. This all started because you had to abort that baby,” I said.

        “What do you know? He wanted a big family and I didn’t have the heart to tell him I didn’t want any more children,” she said.

        “You should have,” I yelled. “You were married to him. You should have been honest with him. Then maybe you wouldn’t have lost a good man like him. You have only yourself to blame!” I yelled getting closer to her until I was poking my finger into her shoulder.

        “It’s not my fault that he wanted a divorce,” She yelled back.

        “That’s the thing here. He didn’t want a divorce. He only said that to see if you would fight for him. He couldn’t take the fighting anymore. I shouldn’t be the one to tell you this, but because you’ve kept your distance, but only coming here to confront me. I will tell you now. You are mistaken now as you were then. You really never cared about anyone, but yourself.” I seethed again.

        “That’s not true,” she denied.

        “You divorced him, took Johnny away from his father, blocked any and all contact between the two, then you put lies in Johnny’s head and tried to control and beat any side of Damien out of him. That’s not selfish in any way,” I said glaring at her.

        “I have no idea what you're talking about,” she denied. I laughed humorless.

        “You think I’m a f*****g i***t? You think I don’t see what you’ve done? I’ve been through what you put them two through. I didn’t know about this world so I grew up as a human. The father I knew did the same things. You can’t worm your way out of this. You hurt your son and kept your son from his father. News flash, I’ve been through that and you can’t keep lying to me about this!” I screamed in her face. I could feel pushing and knocking on the barrier, but I’m not going to budge. I punched her in the face, knocking her off her feet.

        “How could you do that?” I cried. “How could you just love somebody one day and then hurt them the next?” I asked, crying. 

        “Because I was hurt first,” she said and came at me, but I stepped to the side.

        “You were hurt first because you didn’t consider anyone else, but yourself. You took an action that was in your best interest. Without talking to your husband. Without considering the consequences of your actions!” I yelled at her. “I’m no f*****g saint, but at least I know when I’m to blame in situations. You just blame others and do whatever you like. Hurting your husband and your son. Creating a feud between the two. You are a piece of work,” I said, still crying. 

        She finally knocked me to the ground and pounded me in the face. I threw her off and we started fighting. I blocked all of her advances and we went from hallway to hallway. She ran upstairs to the first floor. I followed and she tried a surprise attack but I blocked her and I roundhouse kicked her across the hall. She got up and ran up the stairs. This went on until we were on the fourth floor. She leaned against the wall when she pushed it open not realizing it was a secret passage. She ran up the stairs and onto the roof. I stood in front of the door. 

        We were fighting. I was blocking and kicking her. She was trying to block me and tried to hit me. I caught her arm mid punch and flipped her over me. She landed on her back. I let go and backed up.

        “I have been trained by David and Daniel. Do you really think I’m weak. I’ve fought level 100 demons. You think-,” but she ran into me and pushed me right into the edge of the roof. Where I like to look at the scenery of the forest.  I was shoved over and I was hanging onto the edge. She tried to step on my fingers but I jumped to the side gripping the edge. Then I jumped using the side of the house and flipped over back onto the roof. 

        I heard everyone yelling to let them in, but I ignored it. She came at me again and did another roundhouse kick. She landed back to the middle and landed on her side. I stalked towards her.

        “You really need to stop this. You need to stop denying what you have done and stop thinking that your actions are justified. They really are not justified.” She got up and glared at me. She was about to hit me, but a hand shot out and grabbed her wrist.

        “Would you just stop this Kanah?” Damien’s angry voice said. How the hell did he get up here? 

Damien’s POV:

        We heard yelling coming from inside the house and it was Kanah and Jessie arguing. I want to be in there to tell Kanah off, but I knew Jessie was handling things in there. I knew what they were talking about and Jessie was right about everything. 

        To be honest Kanah always acted like a child. She couldn’t handle being a mother to Johnny, she would keep secrets from me and when she left me I knew that she was very petty. She wasn’t going to own up to her own misgivings.

        She even went and divorced me because she couldn’t fight me on it, yet she fought me on the abortion. She tried to justify why she did it. Yet she couldn’t tell me the truth. She could have just told me. We could have talked about this, but instead she didn’t and that was the end of our marriage.

        Talking stopped and I heard grunting. We were pounding on the house but was met with the barrier. Damn, she knew and is trying to keep us out. We heard fighting going on and we still pounded onto the barrier. I’m worried about Jessie. The fighting we could hear the fighting go higher and higher. Then We heard them on the roof. 

        The next we saw Jessie dangling from the edge. We were screaming for her to let us in, but she didn't listen. She evaded Kanah again and then jumped back onto the roof. 

        “Jaime, is there any way you can get me onto that roof? I need to stop Kanah. She is like a child, and if she doesn’t get her way she will hurt Jessie. I need to stop this,” I explained and pleaded with my eyes to Jaime. She let out a sigh.

        “Yeah, I can, but you're taking the blame if you are getting in her way,” she said and I nodded in agreement. Jaime stood and took a few breaths before the wind started to whip around her. She pushed the air towards me to lift me. Her hands went flat facing up and lifted slowly lifting me into the air. I was going up and up until I was stepping on the edge of the roof. I jumped onto the roof and Ran towards Kanah who was about to hit Jessie.

Back to Jessica’s POV: 

        I stared at the both of them. How did he get up here?

        “Don’t be mad sis. He was concerned for your wellbeing. He’s also taking responsibility,” She closed the link before I could say anything.

        Both ex husband and ex wife staring at each other angrily.

        “What are you doing here?” He asked her throwing her arm down.

        “I came here to stop her from taking what's mine,” she said. That’s what I thought. Selfish.

        “I am not yours. The moment we divorced that right was stripped from you. I did love you and was hurt, but I no longer love you. Johnny is not a little boy anymore either. He stopped being yours the moment he turned eighteen. We are not your property either. We are our own people and we will be with whoever we want. You have no say in that,” he said shaking his head.

        “I don’t care. She can’t have either of you,” she said.

        “Oh yeah? Does that mean I also have to go to be at a certain time too? You can’t control me in the same way you did to Johnny.” She flinched immediately at his words. It didn’t stop her from denying it.

        “I did no such thing,” she said.

        “That’s not what he told us,” I said. “We also have two witnesses that said the same thing. You can keep denying it, but we know the truth.”

        “I don’t even want to see you, Kanah,” Damien spat. 

        “But why?” she asked.

        “We are divorced. You have hurt me, so you ask why? You hurt me and you hurt MY son,” he emphasized. 

        “Don’t you mean our son?” She asked.

        “No,” he said. “You were never his mother. A mother wants their child. Is kind and compassionate. Takes care of their son. You didn’t care for him. You used him and tried to make my side of him disappear because you were still in love with me and was angry, but you caused it yourself, so you hurt him. I don’t know if I can forgive you for that,” he said.

        “But, but?” She gave him puppy dog eyes.

        “I don’t love you anymore,” he said and moved to my side and wrapped his arm around my shoulders grasping the top of my right arm. “I want you to disappear and never come back. Find someone else and fall in love, because I don’t need you interfering with my life. We’re done with each other.” 

        “I also think you need to seek help,” I said to her. She glared at me, but then Damien glared at her. She sighed.

        “Fine I’m gone, so you can be with your w***e,” she spat and then stomped away. When she was out of sight I felt my legs go out from underneath me. I removed the barrier before Damien could ask. Damien caught me as I was falling. He lifted me up into his arms in a princess hold. He carried me to his room and laid me on his bed and went to lock his door. I was getting up when he came back. I was shocked with the look on his face that I fell back to laying on the bed. 

        He crawled onto the bed and over me. He was over me and staring into my eyes intensely. He sighed and leaned forehead onto my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around his neck and then slid my finger in his hair against his scalp. We stayed like that for awhile.

        I felt really bad about this now, because I worried everyone, but I needed to face her, for myself anyway. It was truly personal, because she hurt the two people I care about. I had every right to do what I did. What I didn’t expect her to do was attack me. I defended myself. I nuzzled his head and massaged his scalp. 

        It was a long silence with his breathing and my heart pounding in my ears. He seemed to relax and then he moved from kneeling above me to laying next to me. He pulled me closer to him and placed his lips to the side of my head. His arm around my waist and I held his arm with both hands. He then removed his lips and sighed.

        “I was so worried. Kanah is a wild card. Her parents spoiled her to no end. My parents didn’t even want me to marry her. They didn’t like her and for good reason. I didn’t like her at first. She was annoying and persistent,” I looked into his eyes as he spoke. “To be honest you're actually my type. I like girls with good heads on their shoulders. My parents even like you. They think you're good for me, but it’s all up to you. Even if you don’t choose me I won’t hold it against you. I’ll be sad, but this is your choice and whatever makes you happy. You deserve it.” The feelings inside of me roared to just choose him now, but I knew I couldn’t and choosing on a whim like this was not something I could do.

         I looked into his eyes and I could see how strong his love for me is. I turned my body to face him and just stared in his eyes. Then I felt my eyes start to droop. I never realized how tired I was. For more than half the day I was fighting with Kanah. It took a lot out of me. 

        “I should get you back to your room. This isn’t right. For you and to the other two men.” He picked me up and carried me to the door. He unlocked the door. He crossed the hallway into my room. I was still in my pajamas. Had been the entire fight. 

        Damien pulled back my blankets and laid me onto my bed. He pulled the covers back over me and kissed my forehead. I didn’t want him to leave me, but to respect his decision I won’t keep him here. I was fighting not to pass out though. I didn’t want to fall asleep. 

        “Jessie, go to sleep. I’ll come back in the morning,” since he’ll be here in the morning I let myself fall asleep.

        True to his word I woke up the next morning and he was there. He was laying upright on the left side of the bed. He was reading. I was staring at him a good five minutes before he could feel my gaze and turned to me and smiled.

        “Good morning sunshine,” he greeted me.

        “Morning,” I grumbled tiredly. He just kept on smiling. I got up and grabbed a towel and clothes. I went pee and took a shower. I changed into a pair of gray thermal leggings and a gray sweater dress. I put my hair halfway up. I didn’t add any makeup since I’m not going anywhere and I put on my fuzzy, white, boot slippers. 

        I walked out of the bathroom to see Damien was sitting there waiting for me. 

        “Before we go downstairs. Would you go on a date with me this friday?” He asked. He seemed nervous too. That made me smile. 

        “I would love to,” I said, tucking hair behind my right ear. I only do that if I’m nervous.

        “Great, and I would wear something casual and warm,” He said before we left my room.