he sat head in hands deciding how to proceed, unfortunately after hours of contemplating he still couldn't decide on how to proceed.
his memories haunting him of how he abused her...the memories flooded back as he mulled over all she said.
it was tearing him apart for he was no better than the man whom attacked his wife.
so as the first light seeped in he prayed until his resolve was firm.
meanwhile amy stirred awake and made her way to the bathroom to do ablution and perform prayer.
as she finished and made her way downstairs she saw her husband asking thier lord for guidance on the matter at hand.
she recalled with anguish revealing the details as well as his identity.
what will happen now?
as she creeked down the stairs he turned to her with a sad smile beckoning her to his side with open arms.
she complied and silently sat beside him as he held her.
he whispered softly "amy do you forgive all I have done to you?"
she looked up at him with wide eyes "ofcourse....but how do you remember? are you OK?should I call Peter?"
he shook his head "I'm OK baby just calm down....I think it's good I remember because you have suffered alone enough...I think we need to meet my mother....can you do that?or am I asking too much..I have a plan but I need you and I want you with me from now on. .my father knows dangerous people and your nor safe"
she agreed and they made plans to meet her tomorrow as she shopped locally everyday at the halal butchers amy saw her there a few times and hoped she'd be there at 3pm as she saw her on those occasions exactly at 3pm.
her husband was very controlling and she'd told amy as much.
as the day went on simon became frustrated with himself for all the things he'd done.
work was hard on both of them given the current situation.
as the morning of the next day arrived they both felt nervous about the plan they discussed the previous night.
"amy please stop fidgeting your making me want to forget the whole thing and just dissappear somewhere so I know your safe and not stressed...I know its hard I'm so sorry for all of this...I never in a million years would want my past to ruin you...I'm so sorry baby"
he looked at her in intense anguish,he couldn't make sense of it all....how could his own father ruin them,he already abandoned him so why the need to hurt him.
amy busied herself with her laptop unable to respond.
her phone rang during the tense silence.
it rang 5 times before she picked it up as Simon was staring at her with wonder.
"hello?"
a creepy voice spoke making her shake "hi darling sorry about your son....but now you see what happens when you open your big mouth.....are you thinking about your punishment I bet you do. ..every night and when my son touches you....you think of me hey Little slut"
she croaled out "he's not your son"
Simon walked over quickly snatching the phone and held Amy's shoulder comfortingly.
"who the fuck is this?"
the creepy voice spoke " your father...I was just having a lovely chat with my daughter "
Simon let go of amy and paced the room
"Listen you fuck I'm going to kill you...dont you dare call again...your a dead man walking you just wait"
he ended the call.
he looked at amy sadly as she slid on the floor from the sofa put her head on her knees and wept.
he sat next to her and locked his arms around her and let her cry.
"baby it will be ok...fuck the plan....I will take you away from here....its not your fight...I promise you he won't breathe anymore "
she gained control through breathing deeply and moved into his torso.
"I don't want to lose you si...please forget it....I can't lose you for him....he's nothing..what we have is too precious...pppleeaazze leave it"
Simon pacified her with what she wanted to heat as he made plans of his own in his head.