The Rising Fire (The Witch in the Woman Book One)

  Chapter 3:

  ?Jett?walks back into the court room, and looks around for his keys. He probably made things a lot worse by yelling at Skylark, but he almost doesn't care. He finds his keys, and walks out. Walking fast he grabs Ren?e's hand, "Come on, let's get out of here."

  She pulls him to a stop. "Why did you do that?" She asks angrily.

  He shakes his head, frustrated, "What?"

  "You know what I'm talking about! You just gave yourself a death sentence! Did the reason we're here not give you a hint that it would be a good idea to keep your mouth shut?!" She yells.

  Jett glares at her, "I'm sorry. I'm a little ticked off he just sentenced another person to death! You should be too! If you loved Jacob at all you would be! Skylark is high on his power, and someone needed to tell him so! He can't keep hurting the people I love!"

  She steps back, "I do love him. And, it's not all about you! Did you forget he killed both my parents too and now my brother? And, many other people's parents, and children, and brothers, and sisters! It's everyone! Not just you! Get over yourself." She pushes through him and out the glass doors.

  He runs after her, grabs her hand and makes her face him, "I'm sorry. I know you love him. I know other people have lost the people they love, including you. I was there; it killed me to see the pain you and your brother were in. But, that doesn't change the fact that he continues to do it. I know me saying something won't change it, but maybe it will inspire some people."

  She shakes her head, "Yeah, I'm sure everyone seeing Skylark give you an insanely bad headache, inspired a ton of people. Maybe everyone will join in. I just can't lose you." Ren?e says her silent tears turning into uncontrollable sobs.

  Jett touches her cheek wiping away a few tears, "You won't lose me." He assures.

  "Can you promise me that?" She asks.

  Jett doesn't say anything, but he knows his silence says everything.

  She pulls her arm away from him, "Exactly. You know he won't let you get away with that. Let me know when the funeral is. " She says harshly and gets into his truck.

  He goes around the front of the truck and gets in on the driver's side. Before he starts it he looks over at her, "Are you really going to stay mad at me?" He asks calmly. She doesn't answer, so he starts his truck and pulls away from the curb. Needing some sound, he turns the radio up to fifty. They listen to it all the way to her house.

  When they are finally to her house she jumps out and goes to the door, but stops before she opens it. When he gets to the door she looks up at him, "What would you do if I died?" She asks.

  He looks at her shocked, "I don't know. I wouldn't live much longer." He says.

  "Yeah, so think of what it would do to me. I'm already losing my brother in less than twenty-four hours. Do you think I would be able to handle it?"

  He looks in her eyes, leans forward slowly and kisses her. "I know. I'm so sorry. But, I had to say that. Someone had to. I love you. And, I can't see you go through what you went through with your mom and dad."

  She shakes her head, "That's just going to make him happier to do it." But, still she nods and opens the door, and says, "Are you staying here tonight?"

  "I guess I can stay, if you want me too." Jett says. She opens the door wide and lets him in.

  "Do you want something to eat?" She asks.

  He shakes his head, "Not really."

  Throwing her shoes off, she sits at the table, "I love you."

  He takes his jacket off, "I know. I love you too." Jett grabs a blanket and lies down on the couch opening his arms, "You want to lie down?" He asks.

  She lies down beside him, and he puts his arm around her and hugs her close. They lie there fearing tomorrow, wishing they could do something to stop it from ever coming, and knowing they can't.