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(9) Another Date and Another Chance

Lisa’s POV

It was Saturday morning and I found myself waking up with a smile on my face for the first time in years.  Usually when I woke up, I would lay in bed and assess my life, realize it wasn’t what I had ever wanted and wondered if it was worth it to keep trying. I would then talk myself into getting up and doing what needed to be done for the day.  Some days I just wanted to lay in bed and do nothing. I couldn't though because I couldn't let my family down that way.  So, I would drag myself out of bed and go about my day with no real hope of anything different.  Last night the date with Mike was amazing.  I couldn't remember ever enjoying the night and the conversation as much as I did last night.  For that matter I couldn’t remember enjoying the company of another adult over dinner as much as I did last night.  Then that walk in the park and that kiss wow.  I had another date tonight with a guy named Sam and I could only hope that it went as well as the one last night did.  Still, I found that my mind couldn't stop thinking about Mike and how genuine he really seemed to be.  I stretched and reached for my phone and to my surprise there was a text message from Mike the first thing this morning.  "Good morning beautiful.  I hope you slept well, I couldn't stop thinking of our date all night and I can't wait until I can see you again.  Have a great day."  I smiled to herself.  Nobody had ever sent me a message like that ever in my life not even when Ray was trying to win my heart did, he send me anything like that.  It was a new feeling to wake up to someone calling you beautiful.  I most definitely wanted to go out on another date with him because he held my interest and made me feel like the conversation was geared towards them mutually and not one over the other.  I had learned with both my exes that usually men either only ever wanted to talk about themselves like her Evan did all the time. It was always about him, his day, what he wanted to do never really anything about me.  If I tried to say something about my life, he would shift the conversation back to himself.  Now on the other hand Ray was smoother than that.  While we were dating, he kept the conversation centered on me.  After the Evan i felt flattered that someone was taking that much interest in me.  Hell, my own family didn't take that much interest in me.  He wanted to know my hopes and dreams or so he said.  He hoped to be the one to make them come true for me if it was possible.  So, I shared them with him.  I felt special but as soon as we were married that was all over.  Last night with Mike the conversation easily worked between the two of us.  He genuinely wanted to know about me and in turn would share his thoughts and feelings on what he had asked me to share.  The conversation wasn't one sided in any way as he would share with me about his life and his ultimate dreams.   That was the best feeling in the world.  It was great to talk about anything and everything under the sun and yet connect to someone so well.  I yawned, stretched and sent him a reply "awe thank you for the wonderful wake up message.  I had a great time last night as well.  I'm going to see about a babysitter next Saturday night if you are up for it.  Have a great day."

Mike’s POV

                Last night was the first night in a long time I remember dreaming.  But I did.  I dreamt of the beautiful woman I held in my arms briefly last night.  I dreamt of seeing her again, tasting her again.  I was sad because she wasn’t available tonight but she said she was going to check into getting a babysitter for her kids for next weekend.  The idea thrilled me to no other.  When I texted, her last night telling her I had a good time my heart leapt a million times over with joy.  The only thing was I couldn’t figure out why I felt the way I did about this woman after only meeting her once.  I wanted to wrap her up in my arms and protect her from everything.  Of course, I had learnt with my ex that you can’t always protect the women you love from everything.  There are some things they have do themselves.  But from the sounds of our conversation last night, she was a spunky and independent woman who gave to many chances to not one but two men who didn’t deserve someone as special as she was.  The first thing I did when I got up early this morning was, I sent her another text.  That was two hours ago and I couldn’t help but panic and think that maybe I read the signals wrong last night.  I felt this need to be connected to her.  Something in the stars put us together at this time and I fully believed in fate.  My phone dinged indicating that I had a message waiting for me pulling me out of my thoughts.  I opened up the messages and my heart skipped for joy when I saw it was her responding.  How could I get so lucky?  She once again stated she was looking at getting a babysitter the next weekend for us to get together again and I honestly couldn’t wait.  Hell, I was even ready to tell her all about my wealth and that I would pay whatever price for a babysitter just so we could go out.  At least I didn’t scare her away and she was genuinely looking towards us getting together again. 

Lisa’s POV

It was eight am and I honestly didn't know what I was going to do with myself.  I had already cleaned up the house and taken care of all that needed to be done around here before the girls left yesterday.  With just me here the house didn’t get even a little untidy. I wasn't sure what I was going to do with myself.  I had gotten used to not having Ray around but I didn't know if I could take the quiet house without the girls.  Oh, how I missed the girls.  They were everything that made my world keep going and not come crashing down when everything had fallen apart.  I lost the baby, my uterus, I had lost grandma and then my marriage crumbled just like that.  It was back-to-back at least for the last two, and I had barely caught my breath from one event when the next happened.  Looking back, I should have known but then again how could I have.  I should call over and see how the girls were doing.  Talking with my babies would make me feel a little better.  After all I had a court order that said I could call once a day while they were staying with their dad and talk to my angels.  Ray and Jessica couldn't keep me from doing that.  First, I needed to get some much-needed coffee, breakfast and to think about what I was going to wear for my date with Sam tonight.  Funny thing is I couldn't get my mind off of Mike.  We had spent three hours together. The funny thing is I never once checked the time and only realized it was three hours later when I got in my car to drive home.  I could have spent all night talking with him and when he kissed me wow.  I picked up the phone and dialed my ex-husbands number.  Of course, my sister picked up on the fourth ring.  "What the hell do you want Lisa, he's not your man any more you have no business calling his phone."  I took a deep breath before answering "I'm calling to talk to the girls I have a court order that says I get to talk to them once a day every day they are with you guys so are they there?"  Jessica let out a disgruntled sigh and said "just a minute" then there was some shuffling in the background and before I knew it the girls were on the phone.  They chatted for a bit and all of them seemed to talk at the same time.  They were having a good time at their father's place that much I heard and understood.  I was happy that they were having fun but the key thing that made me know they still wanted to be with me was when the youngest asked me "mommy when can we come home?"  I told them they would be coming back home tomorrow after dinner, that I loved and missed them.  I reminded them to be good and told them to have fun and hung up the phone.  I had tears in my eyes because I missed them so much.  When my phone rang the caller, id displayed my sisters’ number.  "What do you need Jessica?"  "I just wanted to tell you that while you may have a court order to talk to the girls while they are here that doesn't give you the right to pry into what Ray and I are doing."  "You know what Jessica I am only calling to talk to the girls I could care less what you and the scum of an ex-husband of mine are doing.  As far as I'm concerned you are both pathetic.  So, f**k off b***h and you better be good to my girls or there will be hell to pay."  With that she hung up the call and burst into laughter.  She could only imagine her sister sucking air because she never talked to anyone that way.

Jessica’s POV

                I had just got done arguing with Ray about what we needed to do today and he had to remind me that we had the girls and needed to do something with them.  “Why can’t we just hire a babysitter I mean for crap’s sake Sierra is actually old enough to watch the other two for a while.”  He shook his head and told me he was a package deal that thing were already messed up enough already with my being their mother’s sister.  Like I gave a f**k about something like that.  He went upstairs to take a shower and get ready for the day.  Five minutes after he went up his phone started ringing.  It was Lisa.  What in the f**k did that b***h want and why the hell was she calling my man’s phone?  Well, I certainly wasn’t going to let that call go to voicemail and he didn’t need to talk to her so I answered the phone.  I asked her what she wanted and then she informed me that she had a court order to talk to the brats.  f**k I forgot about that and if I didn’t comply then Ray would be mad at me for one and be in some serious trouble for the other.  I tried to hear as much of the conversation as possible and would catch the girl’s telling their mother tid bits of what was going on over here.  When they were done talking, they hung up the phone and looking over her shoulder at me Sierra proceeded to relock the phone.  Damn it!  I wanted in that phone more than anything but Ray didn’t disclose his passcode to get in his phone.  He said he had important business contacts and information in his phone that needed to be protected.  That little b***h was just like her mother.  God, I hated having the girls I wish he wouldn’t have taken them in the first place.  When the girls walked away, I called Lisa from my phone to tell her to mind her business.  She may have a court order to talk to the little brats but she didn’t need to be asking about Ray and I.  The way she talked to me and then hung up really made my blook boil.  What Ray, Evan and even grandma saw in miss goodie two shoes I don’t know.

Ray’s POV

                I thought I heard my phone ringing as I got out of the shower but just as suddenly it stopped.  I didn’t think much of it so I dried myself off, got dressed and headed downstairs.  When I walked into the living area, I saw the girls sitting on the sofa watching a tv show and I asked Sierra the oldest if I heard my phone ring.  “Yep, we gots to talk to our mommy.”  Piper the seven-year-old spoke up.  I chuckled at her words.  She was such a spitfire.  Between her and Sierra they reminded me of Lisa when we first got together and she was working at the bar with me.  The way she handled those customers but she had vulnerability as well that I just fell in love with.  “Did you have a good talk with her?” I asked and all three shook their heads in the affirmative.  “Aunt Jessica called her back on her own phone and was talking mean to her.  Mom must have hung up on her because Jessica kept looking at her phone like something was wrong.”  My middle girl Sofia said.  I couldn’t help but wonder what in the hell Jessica had to say to her.  I was only staying with Jessica long enough to figure out if she was pregnant or not.  I had decided when Lisa filed for divorce that I wasn’t staying with someone that was cold and vindictive as she was.  Jessica even had my lawyer filing paperwork to get Lisa’s money behind my back.  I did my wrong and I was paying for it but making Lisa’s life miserable wasn’t something I wanted to do any longer.  Hell, I didn’t want to do it in the first place but I was so consumed in my guilt and grief that I let the alcohol take over and I hurt the woman I loved.  I didn’t deserve her and I was so thankful that she at least let me be a part of our children’s lives.

Lisa’s POV

I checked my watch and there were still four more hours until I needed to meet Sam a local coffee shop.  I decided I was going to go and take a long swim in the pool and then maybe do a little sunbathing before I had to get ready to go.  It had been a while since I had this much time on my hands and well, I needed to remind myself that it was ok to enjoy the time without the kids.  Making my way to the bedroom so that I could change into my bathing suit my phone dinged.  When I checked it was a message from him from Mike.  "Hey there beautiful hope your day is going great.  It made my day to get a response from you.  Can't wait to see you again."  I smiled and typed back "ditto".  With that I changed into my bathing suit and took a few laps around the pool before laying on one of the lounge chairs to tan a bit.  I couldn't remember the last time I had a minute let alone hours to myself like this.  It was nice.  I needed to treat myself more often.  It would probably make me a better mother in the long run.  After a few hours I got up and made my way back into the house where I showered and started to get ready for my date.  I chose a matching pair of underwear and bra in a tan color.  Then made my way to the closet to pick out the cute little yellow outfit that I bought the other day. Yellow the color of the sun and it always made me feel better, warmer inside if you would.  I loved the color and whenever I saw yellow, I couldn't help but be happy.  I did my hair and my makeup again tonight only this time pulling the sides of my hair into a barrette on the top of my head.  I secretly hoped that Sam would be as great of a date as Mike was.  I had heard horror stories from other women my age about dating anymore and I was just thankful that my first real date after the divorce had turned out so well.  I hadn't found a creep but a really nice guy.  Just then my phone dinged twice.  The first message was from Sam "looking forward to meeting you."  I was as well so I replied "as am I."  The next one made me smile without realizing it as it was from Mike "have fun tonight and stay safe.  hugs and kisses" I replied with "thank you so much.  If he is even a fraction of the gentleman that you are then I should be good. Hugs and kisses back at ya."  I checked my watch and it was time to go.  

I pulled into the coffee shop a few minutes early just as I had done the other night.  Got a table where I could see the door and waited for Sam.  I waited for what seemed like an eternity before looking at my watch to discover that he was late.  I shot him a quick text message "hey there I'm already here are you coming?"  I waited for a few minutes and then my phone dinged with a reply "ya sorry I'm running a tad late I will be there shortly."  I was irritated but reminded myself that I didn’t know what was going on so I let out a sigh of relief and replied "ok see you soon."  I waited for another fifteen minutes and was just about to leave thinking I had been stood up when he arrived.  What should have been a warning to me that the date wasn't going to go or end well but I shrugged it off.  I had no reason to believe that it would be bad look at my date last night with Mike.  Also, I had no idea what happened to make him late.  When he got there, he explained to me that he was helping a friend of his change a tire and had to change clothes.  We sat and drank some coffee and started to talk a bit about ourselves.  I learned that Sam was from California and had one sibling a sister.  He was the oldest of him and her.  I smiled and told him that I was the oldest in my family as well so I knew the pain well of taking care of younger siblings growing up.  We laughed about what pain younger siblings were and traded horror stories about them.  Of course, once he learned that my younger siblings were triplets, he held his hands up and said “you win.”  That's when the first sign the date wasn't going to go well showed up.  He reached over to rub my arm skimming my breast as he did, he leaned in close to me and said "well I just want you to know that I will treat a woman the way I would expect a man to treat my little sister and my niece."  Inwardly I shuddered and didn't understand why he was being the way he was but I shrugged it off.  Touching my breast must have been an accident.  I was starting to feel a tightness in my chest and needed to get out of the tight space of the coffee shop that seemed to be filling up to quickly now.  Maybe that was the problem, why I was so sensitive, my claustrophobia was kicking in and I needed some fresh air.  I smiled at him and told him that was nice he would treat a woman that way.  Hell, I never once would imagine that a man would treat his sister and niece badly so he was safe right?  Needing some air and needing to breath freely I asked if he would like to go for a walk along the lake shore for a little bit and talk some more.  I explained about my claustrophobia and how the coffee shop was now getting to me.  He smiled and readily agreed to the walk.  We walked for a bit, all the while he was getting touchier with me, and I started to get an uneasy feeling about him when suddenly he grabbed me and dragged me down to the ground. 

Sam’s POV

"What are you doing?"  She exclaimed in shock.  What did she mean?  I looked at her and said "just what you wanted me to do honey.  Isn't that why you wanted to walk along the lake so we could both get a little? I mean you couldn’t seriously think I fell for the innocent ‘I just need to get out of the tight place’ act, right?"  She was frozen in fear but I knew what she really wanted she was good at pretending.  "No that's not what I wanted I wanted to have a nice talk." She screamed at me.  "We did and now we can have a nice f**k to go along with it so come on give it up."  With that my hands started to tug at her pants.  She was a fighter I had to give her that, she pushed me off telling me no.  I thought back to one of my exes and how she would always cry rape with the slightest advance and I got angry. Then something changed in my eyes and she really got scared.  "You stupid b***h" I spat at her.  The next thing I knew I was punching her in the face.  Catching her off guard I started to rip at her shirt and tug at her pants.  I came to get laid tonight and that is exactly what I was going to do.  I threw a few more good punches to her face and the stupid b***h was still fighting me.  I grabbed her by her hair and banged her f*****g head in the ground.  I think she got knocked out because she stopped struggling which was great for me.  I finished getting her pants down and tore her stupid lace panties off.  I noticed that she was wearing matching underwear.  I f*****g knew it the stupid b***h was wanting s*x tonight.  Why in the hell did she fight me then?  I’ll just have my fun with her and not care then.  I began f*****g her hard and fast not caring that I could feel her tear and rip with the sheer force I was using.  I kept going until I finally came.  When I was finished, I pulled my clothes back on and straightened myself out and then went to get the b***h dressed again.  That’s when she started waking and fighting me again.  The f*****g cunt kneed me in my d**k and I couldn’t help but fall over in pain.

Lisa’s POV

I woke up feeling foggy and unsure of what was going on.  I hurt everywhere and couldn’t remember what was going on.  Fear gripped me once again and adrenaline kicked in, I was fighting for my life as I felt his hands on my body and my clothes.  I kneed him as hard as I could, shoved him off of me and ran for dear life.  When I reached my car, I was shaking and confused but I knew that I had been attacked.  I just locked the doors and cried.  I didn't know how long I had been there but my phone had dinged with a message alert.  Shakily I picked it up and looked at it and it was from Mike.  "How did your date go?"  I started crying and responded "terrible, I haven't been able to drive home yet I'm still a little shaken."  A few minutes later my phone was ringing and I looked at the caller ID it was Mike.  There was concern in his voice and he asked me if I was ok.  I started crying again and told him what I remembered happened and that I couldn’t see or stop my head from spinning to drive home.  His response was "where are you? I'm coming to get you and take you to the hospital."  I smiled and gave him my location.  At this time my face hurt so bad and I couldn't see out of my one eye so there was no way I could drive myself anyhow.  I knew that Mike was on the way so I just kept the doors locked and leaned my head against the window sobbing.