Chapter 91

“Kimi? Are you alright, honey?” Jon rushed to her as soon as she stepped out of the elevator together with Lloyd and two police officers. Lloyd had called ahead and told him about the incident.

“Jon.” She sobbed and threw herself into his arms.

“Shhh, honey. It’s over. You are save here.” He carefully picked her up and carried her into the apartment.

“Kidd? Sambo?” she looked around confused.

“I locked them into your office, honey. I had no idea how they would react towards the police officers.” Jon told her softly. She nodded.

“Who are those people?” One of the officers asked.

“They are my dogs. They trained to protect me and would probably not let you get close to me.” Kim voice still trembled while she talked.

“I see. Could you tell us what happened tonight Miss Anderson?”

“Can’t that wait? Don’t you see that she needs to rest now?” Jon asked angrily. She put her hand soothingly on his arm.

“It’s ok, Jon. If I talk about it now, I will hopefully not dream about it again.” He nodded and grabbed her hand supportively. She smiled softly at him and started to tell them about the events of the night as well as of the events ten years ago.

“And you never pressed charges?”

“No, I guess I was just too ashamed and scared. I was only 16 years old.” Kim answered calmly. The officer nodded understanding.

“Mr. Cooper, could you tell us what you saw tonight.” Jon looked up confused. Who was Mr. Cooper?

“Of course, sir.” Lloyd said. Kim grinned about Jon’s dumfounded face.

“I waited for Miss Anderson to drive her home. Unfortunately I didn’t see her coming out of the building, but when she didn’t call after several minutes, I started to worry and got out of the car to look for her.”

“She normally calls you?”

“Yes, sir. She calls me when she can’t make to the appointed time.”

“And she didn’t call?”

“No, sir. But when I was just out of the car I heard her scream, so I rushed over to her and saw Mr. Thompson holding a knife to her throat. His intention was clear. So I pulled out my gun and told him to let her go.”

“You have a license for this weapon, right?”

“Of course, sir. Miss Anderson’s father asked me to do a training after she was nearly kidnapped twice as a child. He wanted her and his wife to be safe when I would drive them around. I shot once a week on a range.”

“Daddy, told you to carry a weapon?” Kim was surprised. Lloyd smiled gently at her.

“Yes, Miss Anderson. He was worried someone would try again to get to you with weapon force.”

“Totally understandable.” Jon agreed. Kim looked at him surprised. He shrugged his shoulder. It was true he wasn’t a huge fan of her father, but being a dad, he could completely understand his motives.

“Did you know about the events ten years ago, Mr. Cooper?”

“Yes, I did. Or let’s say I suspected it.” Lloyd said and glanced at Kim shortly.

“What do you mean?”

“Ten years ago, I was driving Miss Anderson and Mr. Thompson home. When I parked the car I saw that Miss Anderson had left her handbag in the backseat.” Kim looked up at Lloyd’s words.

“Oh, my God…” her eyes grew wide when she remembered.

“You are the reason he stopped. He heard you knock at the door.” She whispered.

“Yes, Miss Anderson. When I knocked I heard commotion behind the door and when Mr. Thompson opened the door and rushed away, I saw you stumbling to your feet with your dress all messed up. I first thought that I…well, let’s say…interrupted you two in a romantic moment, but later I realised that he must have forced you.”

“How did you know?” Jon wanted to know.

“Miss Anderson was very quiet, withdrawn and didn’t let any man come closer to her, not even her father. That was unusual. She was a very happy teenager, never had problems talking to someone. She was used to it, because of her parents social life.”

“It’s true.” Kim nodded. “I completely isolated myself in the first months at college. It didn’t go to any party, only to the lectures. Most people probably thought I’m doing it to learn all the time and keep my good grades.”

“But you were only looking for a way to protect yourself and process the trauma.” Jon finished her thought and pulled her into a hug. She nodded at his words.

“Well, I can tell you this time he will get charged for it.” The officer said and prepared to leave.

“Uhm, I have one request.” Jon said and made everyone look at him irritated.

“Is it possible that you keep my name out of the statement? I wasn’t a witness or anything, so this shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

“May I ask why Mr. Bongiovi?” the officer asked.

“Because when the press finds out that my girlfriend nearly got raped twice, photographers will follow her everywhere. Believe me they don’t show any mercy. And I don’t think that’s something Kim needs right now.”

“They ain’t that bad, Jon. Not when you are with me.” Kim told him from her spot on the couch.

“And what happens when I leave for Europe in two weeks?”

“I’ll make sure, she won’t be bothered Mr. Bongiovi.” Lloyd interjected calmly.  Jon nodded.

“I appreciate it, Lloyd.”

Chapter 90

Kim left the hospital in a hurry and walked over to the parking lot. She was late…. again. She could already see Jon’s pout. They only had a couple days before they would play the Shows at the New Meadowlands Stadium. Yesterday they already played Hershey and thankfully their first Stadium show with the new equipment went well.

Her head was swirling with so many thoughts lately. So much things needed to be done before she could leave the hospital. She sighed. Three more weeks. Three more weeks and she would be with Jon in London and officially start her life without work.

“Shit!” She cursed as she realized she didn’t take her car in the morning to get to the hospital, but let Lloyd drive her.

She turned around and started to walk back to the hospital when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her. Nervously she turned around but couldn’t see anybody in the darkness.

“I need time off.” She mumbled to herself. Sure she only imagined it. She continued her walk, her heels clicking loudly on the concrete. She shivered lightly. Something was wrong. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but she had the feeling that someone was watching her…again.

Kim started to search for her mobile in her handbag when she heard a sound behind her again. She spun around.

“Hi my darling.” He snarled.

“Nigel!”

“I was watching you.” He moved closer to her.

She gulped. He followed her. She wasn’t imagine it in the last couple months. Fear rose in her, when he stepped even closer. She couldn’t move. It was just like ten years ago. The pictures flashed back to her mind.

“You are mine, Kimberly.” He whispered and grabbed her wrist. Her eyes grew wide when she felt his cold hand made contact with her skin. And then she could hear Dorothea’s voice in her head, telling her she couldn’t do anything on her own. Anger replaced her fear.

“Get away from me, you bastard! HELLLLLLPPPPP!” she screamed, freed herself from him and turned to get away from him.

For a minute he was shocked and surprised. This wasn’t the little girl he knew, but then his eyes  started to fill with anger.

“You little slut. You are mine.” She could hear his steps following and started to run. If she could just get back to the entrance of the hospital.

But before she could finish the thought he grabbed her hard. She screamed and tried to kick him.

“Stop it!” he snarled and she could feel cold metal pressed against her throat. She swallowed hard. Shit, he had a knife.

“Let me go Nigel.” She told him as calmly as she could.

“No, you are mine. You belong to me, not to this stupid grinning Rockstar!”

Jon! Her emotions ran wild when she thought about him. What if she would never see him again?

“We will have a little fun now, my darling.” His breath was close to her ear when his left hand glided down to her skirt. She tried to pull away again.

“STOP IT BITCH!” he yelled and pressed the knife harder against her throat. She started to tremble.

“No, you stop it!” a male voice echoed through the night.

Lloyd! That was Lloyd’s voice. Kim couldn’t see him though. It seemed he was standing behind her.

“Let her go, you arrogant son of a bitch. Don’t give me the pleasure to shot you, like I should have done ten years ago.” Kim blinked irritated at his comment.

The unmistakable sound of releasing the safety of a weapon could be heard. Kim’s breathing sped up. She had no idea Lloyd was carrying a gun, but to be honest, right now she was extremely thankful for it.

“Ah, the old servant. You aren’t capable of using a weapon. You are too stupid for it.” Nigel yelled snidely.

A shot ripped loudly through the night.

“Wanna bet?” Lloyd’s voice was calm after he fired into the air and aimed at Nigel’s head again in a split of a second.

Kim could feel Nigel shaking and moving the knife slightly from her throat. That was all she needed. She drilled the heel of her six-inch high heels into his right foot. He screamed in pain and let go of her.

Losing her balance she stumbled and fell on her back. Nigel tried to get after her, but Lloyds hard voice stopped him.

Kim started to wonder how this situation would end. She was only lying about two feet away from Nigel. He was very much capable of jumping after her when she tried to move and stabbed her with the knife. It didn’t seem that he wanted to give up.

While all this thoughts were running through her head, she missed the fainted sound of sirens coming closer. When two police cars pulled into the parking lot and illuminated the whole scene with their headlights she was taken completely by surprise.

“Put the gun down.”

The officers were shouting at Lloyd. He didn’t move.

“Only if he puts down the knife.” He answered calmly and kept his aim at Nigel.

“He’s my bodyguard.” Kim said loudly and got the attention of the officers. “The other guy tried to rape me.”

“Put the knife down.” The officers changed their approach. Kim could see one officer moving carefully behind Nigel and stepping slowly closer. She tried not to stare at him and held her breath.

“Put the knife down. Hands up.” The officer put his weapon against Nigel’s back. He froze and finally admitted his defeat. Slowly he moved the knife to the side and threw it to the ground. It made clanging sound when it hit the concrete.

“On the ground!”

Kim closed her eyes and relaxed. It was over. She watched how police officers cuffed Nigel and pulled him away to one of the cars. She watched how Lloyd slowly put his gun down, locked it before handing it to a police officer. Somehow she still couldn’t move.

“Miss are you ok? Do you need a doctor?” a female officer approached her.

“No, I don’t think so.” She whispered.

“Miss Anderson.” Lloyd didn’t care that the officers wanted his statement. He moved over to her and put his jacket around her now trembling shoulders.

“Lloyd…how did you?...I thought nobody??” she stuttered.

“I’ll explain everything later, Miss Anderson. How about I take you home now. I’m sure Mr. Bongiovi is already worrying.” His voice was calm while he carefully helped her to her feet. She only nodded and felt tears running down her face. There was no doubt she was in shock.

Chapter 89

“Come on Kim! Get him off you!”

Dorothea’s voice barely made it through her blurry thoughts. She was pressed down to the floor by one of the instructors of the dojo. He was wearing a headgear and other body protection in case she would lose all her control and really attack him, but so far…nothing.

“Ok,…Sean…let’s take a break.”

Carefully the instructor released his grip and rolled off Kim. She sighed and rubbed her eyes.

“Come on.” Dot offered her hand to pull her to her feet.

“Thanks. Why can’t I do it? I’m strong enough, right?” She asked frustrated while drinking some water.

Dot watched her for a long minute. They were in training for over two months now and Kim was a great student. Her technic was outstanding, but she didn’t allow herself to use her emotions as an advantage.

Dot sighed. “Kim, you know that this is not about strength. You could easily throw a guy over your shoulder that is much taller and bigger than Sean with the right technic.”

Kim nodded defeated.

“This is about what goes on in your head! You have to stop thinking that you can’t do it, that you ain’t strong enough, that you are just a little girl. You have to get angry and use this anger in a very controlled form to get free.”

“But how do I get angry?”

“Honestly, I don’t know. You are so damn in balance and learned so well to control your emotions and keep them in check that this is really hard for you. Maybe…no…”

“What? What were you thinking about?” Kim knew Dot was right. She learned to disguise and control her feelings very early. Dot took a deep breath.

“Well,…ok, but you gotta promise me that you don’t take it personally.” Kim nodded.

“Sometimes it worked when I was mean to some of my students.” Dot said slowly.

“Mean? In what way?” Kim wanted to know.

“Well, telling them that they can’t do things…stuff like that…some got so angry that they were able to finish the training and later when they needed to get angry they simply recalled my words and where right there again.”

“I see.”

“But our situation is different Kim. I don’t wanna damaged the relationship we built up. It would be terrible for the kids and Jon.”

“I totally understand that Dot. But I would really appreciated it if we could give it a try. I promise not to hold it against you.” Dot looked at her a few seconds to make sure she really understood.

“Ok, let’s do it. Sean…prepare for impact!”

“Yes, ma’am.” The instructor put on his body protection one more time and brought Kim down on the mat.

“Well, well, well…Kimberly again not in control of her own life…so typical…” Dot got right to it and Kim had to admit she had the arrogant snotty tone in her voice down to perfection. She wondered how often Dot was confronted with it.

“You know what people are saying…you never were able to achieve anything in your life on your own.”

WHAT? Kim tried to turn her head and look at Jon’s ex-wife, but the grip she was in prevented her movement.

“Everybody knows you only graduated from High-School so early because dear Daddy made a big donation…and the same goes for college. They would have never let you study there, but Daddy donated a building…you can surely let his little naïve girl look around in the labs and library for that, right?”

Dot paused and watched Kim carefully. She could see the anger already in her eyes and she was pretty sure in her head she was already cursing her six ways to heaven. Now she only had to unleash that anger.

“And now…the relationship with Jon…oh, please…everybody knows what a control freak he is. Makes your life so damn easy again. You don’t have to make a single decision on your own. He tells you where to live, he tells you to quit your job, he tells you to travel with him…I’m pretty sure he tells you what to do when you are alone with him too, right? So typical!”

“YOU BITCH!”

Kim pressed through clenched teeth and managed to pull the Sean’s hands away from her throat. Her body twisted lightly and she managed to get the upper hand. In seconds, she was out of his grip and pushed him away with all her strength. He landed on his back with a loud thud.

But Kim didn’t care about him. She got to her feet and rushed over to Dorothea.

The brunette didn’t move an inch when Kim ran towards her with anger blazing in her blue eyes and her hands clenched to fists.

Kim stopped only inches away from her face. Dot could feel her raged breath on her skin and the heat coming from Kim’s body. She didn’t move but looked into those blue eyes calmly.

“You are good.” Kim finally whispered and her body relaxed. She sank to the floor trembling. Dot kneeled down beside her.

“You ok?” she wanted to know. Kim nodded, but didn’t look up.

“Kim…”

“I’m fine.” She said and finally managed to look Dot in the eye.

“Good.” Dot got back to her feet.

“Sean, are you ok?”

“Yes, ma’am.” He sounded a little beaten.

“How did you know this would do the trick?” Kim asked while she was sipping some water.

“You are an independent woman, proud of what you achieved in your life. I was pretty sure the idea that all of it only happened because your father paid for it would drive you insane….worked for Steph.” She added after a short pause.

“You did that with Steph?” Kim asked surprised.

“Nah, I watched it. Sean did the talking. I’m not suicidal…I have to live with that girl.” She grinned when Kim started laughing out loud.

Chapter 88

“Richie…wait…” Fran tried to stop him from undressing her.

“Hmmm…” was his only responds while he pushed her long brown hair from her neck and nuzzled her skin.

“Rich…stop it…” Fran took a step back, but Rich followed her suit. He was in this adrenaline-driven state right after the show. He was running on pour instincts. She knew it would be really hard to get through to him tonight, but she needed to tell him now. She needed to tell him before they would take it a step further.

“Rich, baby…please…” her words ended in a soft moan when his thumb brushed over her hard nipple. His hand wandered down to the hem of her deep purple top, when she felt him lifting it up her eyes flew open.

“NO!”

Her voice was louder and sounded harsher then she wanted to be. Rich stumbled back and looked at her as if she had hit him.

“What?” He tried to figure out what was going on with his girlfriend right now.

“I’m sorry, Rich…but we really need to talk about something first!”

“Can’t we talk afterwards? You drive me crazy in this outfit. These tight pants are painful for me…were all night long.” He tried to persuade her with his most irresistible smile.

“Richie…” She took another step back when he slowly moved towards her again.

“Ok, ok…what is it?” he sighed and sat down on the edge of their bed.

“I…” Fran swallowed hard. Suddenly she was nervous again. Her mouth felt dry and she kneaded her hands nervously. Rich frowned irritated.

“I…”

“Fran, just say…it’ll be ok.” He assured her, even though he started to get worried now. She nodded and took a deep breath.

“I’m pregnant!”

Richie stared at her. He opened his mouth, but not a sound came out. He tried it again, but his tongue wasn’t co-operating.

Fran chewed on her bottom lip nervously. Why wasn't he saying anything? Maybe he didn’t want any more children. Maybe he didn’t want any more children with her!!

“Richie….please….say something…..Anything.”

He blinked several times, but still kept silent trying to process the words she just said.

Fran started to shake lightly and tears ran down her face.

“I’m sorry…” she stuttered.

That did the trick. His head snapped up.

“What?... NO!” he jumped to his feet and pulled her into his arms.

“Oh, Franny….no. Don’t ever say that again.” He swallowed hard.

“I’m sorry….I should have never made you think….God, darling….that’s so great!” he pulled her even closer and kissed her.

“You sure?” Fran asked when she could finally breathe again.

“I’m sure, darling. I’m sure.” Rich pulled her down to sit on the edge of the bed.

“I guess, I was in shock. I never expected that. I mean….I’m old!”

Fran laughed through her tears.

“I thought our family is complete…you brought the boy, I have the girl….happy little family, but now….wow…” Fran smiled when she saw the realization really sinking in.

“Oh my God! I’M GONNA BE A DAD AGAIN!” Rich jumped back to his feet. Fran laughed.

“Yes, you are.”

“Oh, wow…I gotta….does Jon know?” he asked and headed out of the bedroom towards the door of their suite.

“Kim does. But I don’t think she told him.” Fran followed him to the door.

“I gotta tell him….I gotta tell everyone….Mom, Ava….and Jason, we gotta tell Jason….” He ripped the door to the hallway open.

“Rich wait; it’s 2:30 a.m.”

“I don’t care….I mean, I do….about you….I mean, I love you.” He placed a quick kiss on her lips before hurrying down the hallway. Fran couldn’t help it and laughed. He was so cute in his excitement.

“JON…get your ass to the door,…wake up….JON!” Rich knocked at his best friend’s door loudly. After a few seconds, you could hear commotion behind the door and those across the hall.

“What’s wrong with you? Do you have any idea what time it is?” Jon bellowed at him immediately when he ripped the door open, but Rich didn’t care and stormed into the suite.

“I’m gonna be a dad again!”

“What?” Jon looked at him confused and tried to close the dark blue robe he was wearing.

“I’m gonna be a dad again!” Rich repeated enthusiastic.

“Really?” Jon looked at Kim, who was just stumbling out of the bedroom in a similar dark robe, that wasn’t really successful in hiding the fishnet stocking and high heels, she was wearing. She nodded at Jon’s questioning face.

“Hey, that’s great. Congrats man.” Jon pulled him into a short man hug and slapped his shoulder.

“Where is the mom-to-be?” he asked.

“Huh,…oh….” Rich ran out of the room again.

“He is so excited.” Kim whispered in a low voice.

“He always wanted more kids, but I think he tried to accept the fact that there would only be Ava.” Jon told her and wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her close.

“Fran was so nervous telling him.”

“Really?” Kim could only nod, before Rich entered the room again this time with Fran in toe.

“There she is…congratulations Fran.” Jon hugged her dearly.

“Thanks.” She was still overwhelmed from this whole situation.

“You ok, Fran?” Kim asked concerned and protectively put her arms around her shoulders.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just wish he would have caught on a little faster.” She laughed lightly when Kim gave him a stern look.

“What? I told you I’m old!” Rich said laughing and pulled Fran close for a long kiss.