Authors: M. O. Kenyan
Denouement (16 page)
Marietta followed behind just like she was taught to.
But when they reached the stair case, Marietta lifted her leg and pushed on his
back as hard as he could. “I hate you Robert!”
She watched as he tumbled down the stairs, what she
didn’t expect was for him to jump back on his feet and charge for her. Marietta
didn’t move, she just watched as the enraged monster came to attack her. But
just as he reached her, Marietta heard four shots and then the piercing cry of
her children. She didn’t move as she watched the stunned man fall back down the
stairs, this time he didn’t get back up.
Marietta came back to life when she felt Tobias’ arms
wrap around her. In that same second the house filled with the men who were
supposedly there for their protection and a press crew. Tobias and Marietta
didn’t pay attention to the people flooding the cabin. They went back into the
cabin. Marietta checked on Mrs. Bennett and sighed in relief when she realized
she was still alive. She didn’t touch her just in case she was seriously
injured.
She watched as Tobias lifted Ted in his arms and
called the police. She leaned over
Tamey’s
crib. She
was
awake
,her
big brown eyes
stared back at Marietta. She lifted the little girl in her arms and rocked her.
“You are always going to be safe,” she whispered to her.
“They both are.” Tobias kissed
Tamey
a hint of the panicked emotion still in his eyes. “I was so scared. If anything
had happened I would have died.”
“I’m just glad you know how to use a gun,” she said
trying to lighten the mood.
“Agent Grayson at your service.”
That was the first character that she had created for him.
“Three in the heart, one in the
head.Execution
style.
You are going to need some
therapy after this,” she said in concern.
“As long as you come with me,” he repeated.
They both needed some professional help at this stage.
There was no way they could just deal with this on their own. “I would follow
you to the end of the world.”
Epilogue
“I can’t believe you won an Oscar.” Marietta beamed as
she played with the two babies on the floor.
“I think they gave it to me for my real life role more
than the movie I did.” Tobias chuckled as he tried to untangle Ted’s fingers
from his hair.
“I don’t know what I would have done without you.” In
the past she had David to rely on, then Chris, but now and for eternity she
knew her man was Tobias. She hoped her two children would find that same kind
of interdependence she and David still had
.
“I think that’s my line,” Tobias said as he leaned in
for a kiss.
They put the babies in their cribs for a nap. But
before they left the room they checked the window locks and all the other exits
in the room. They opened an adjacent door, the only door that led both out and
in of the babies’ room. It could only be accessed through the master bedroom. They
made sure the cameras were on and the monitors were working in their room.
“We’re not overreacting, are we?” Marietta asked.
There was a point where she thought that she and Tobias had finally gone crazy.
But he always reminded her of the night when they almost lost their daughter to
a monster.
“This is just cautious parenting. The therapist said
it was normal.” He shrugged.
“But we never told her that we have dead bolts on the
windows or the motion sensors.”
“What
she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. What matters is that our family is safe.” Toby
pulled her into his arms and rocked her side to side.
“I
love you,” Marietta mumbled into his chest.
“I
love you more.”
Marietta
lifted her eyes and met those of the man she loved. No matter how well she
could have written it, no script or story could have an ending as happy as the
one she had now.
*THE END*
About the Author
I was born in Nairobi
Kenya on the second of February. I was raised by a single mother who would do
anything and everything for us. I use the name
Ondego
in the M.O in honor of her, Kenyan in honor of my origin and M is just my name
Marita
. There is usually this question when you do a blog
tour
do you put some of yourself in your books,
I put everything of me
in my books. The lead character, be it female or male is going through
something I went through in my short twenty three years on this earth. The
strong willed
women
, the nurturing ones who never
gives up is usually a representative of my mother.
I am a romance author of both fantasy and contemporary.
Listening to the voices in my head.
Putting
them down on paper and giving you a piece of my mind. Writing is an escape.
There is a little piece of me in every character I create and in every moment.
