Chapter Fourteen: A Phone Call
"I can't believe we're off to Paris." Sylva bounced excitedly from foot
to foot, glancing up at the big departures board. "Can you guys? Paris! Central
city of chic!"
"Watch out, France, Syl's on the way." Nancy grinned.
"It is exciting though." Topaz decided. "And after all that hype in the UK
we made a chart position of number 20...Jetta says that's okay for a debut
and the song is still selling, so we might go up a notch or two yet. Either
way, it means we'll have to come back."
"Which is great by me." Nancy observed.
"Think we'll have any luck on the continent?" Copper wondered. Sylva nodded.
"We will." She said decidedly. "They'll know style when they see it."
"Ever the optimist, that's our Syl." Topaz grinned.
"Did you speak to Cameron before we left?" Copper asked. Topaz nodded.
"Yes." She agreed. "He wished me...well, all of us a lot of luck on the continent
and he said he'd email me when I was back in LA. It was nice seeing him."
She sighed wistfully. "I wish he could've come to see us off today, but he
already cut one day of classes for me and anyhow, Jetta made it clear she
didnt want some emotional airport scene, which I think we all know it would
be." She shrugged, getting a grip on herself. "Anyhow, I also spoke to Sadie.
She's got in touch with someone who teaches guitar at a reasonable rate somewhere
in the Birmingham area...apparently you gave her the impetus to do it, Nance."
"She has big potential to be a great guitarist one day." Nancy said with
a smile. "She obviously inherited it from her mother, if she was a folk singer."
"It's sad in some ways she's lost that bond." Copper said thoughtfully. "But
I think you're right, Nance. And it was sweet of you to encourage her...I
got the feeling she needed it."
"She's sweet...but so unsure of her own ability." Topaz nodded. "Syl, what
did you make of her?"
"I liked her." Sylva nodded. "And I meant what I said when I told her a friend
of yours is a friend of ours, too. But if she's gonna play guitar good she's
gonna have to get over her shyness."
"Well, I'm not sure she's shy so much as wary." Topaz looked thoughtful. "I
get the feeling she's been hurt a lot in the past. Still, I said I wanted
us to be friends and I meant it...I told her I'd email her as soon as we got
home, and that she was welcome to email me any time. Who knows, perhaps next
time we're in England we'll see her again."
Several miles away, in her Birmingham flat, Sadie too was thinking about
her encounter with Jewel. She had surprised both herself and Alyssa, when
she had shared the news, by fishing out her old guitar and arranging lessons.
But she was also proud of herself, too.
"Mum told me I shouldn't give up, and I know I give up on things too easily."
She mused, as she cast a glance at the instrument propped up against the
back of her couch. "But Nancy said I was good...and she should know, I s'pose."
A wistful smile touched her face. "They were so nice...I just wish they didn't
live so far away. I need more friends like that to get me doing stuff again."
A tiny frown touched her expression as she considered her past.
"Would they still like me though, if they knew where I've been and what I've
done?" She wondered, biting her lip. "Would they have been so open and kind
to me then?" She sighed. "Well, let's hope they never need to know that part
of Sadie Monahue. I'm a new girl now, I have a life and friends and a nice
job...things are good now. Things are moving forwards."
She sank down into an armchair, lighting a cigarette and reaching for the
television handset, flicking idly through the channels as she looked for
something to watch. Even though her encounter with Jewel had bolstered her
confidence, something still nagged at the back of her mind.
Shock's visit.
"I suppose he could've just been trying to scare me." She mused, exhaling
a cloud of smoke and tapping ash absently into the nearby ashtray. Then she
frowned, shaking her head. "No, Sadie, don't turn on your old friends like
that. Shock came down here to warn you and he meant it in good faith because
that's how he is. That's why he and Amber are so right together, they both
deal with things straight down the line." She shivered involuntarily. "I
wish Amber were here now...I could always go to her if I was scared."
She sighed.
"Well, I'm a big girl now, I need to stand on my own two feet." She decided.
"I have too much going on in my life to worry about someone from the past.
It's like they told me when I was in rehab, it's a new beginning. I've spent
the last two years rebuilding Sadie Monahue and Sadie Monahue's prospects...that's
my focus now. Neal can go to hell for all I care...he's nothing to me now."
As she put her cigarette to her lips once more, the phone shrilled out from
the kitchen, making her jump and almost causing her to drop the lit tar stick
onto the arm of the chair. Cursing, she stubbed it out into the ashtray,
moving to answer the call.
As soon as she'd picked up the phone, however, she wished she hadn't bothered.
The voice on the other end of the line was soft, smooth and arrogant...and
all too familiar.
"Sadie?"
With a gasp of fear Sadie slammed the receiver back down, breathing hard.
No, it couldn't have been...could it? Her mind was just playing tricks, that's
all.
She picked the receiver up again, cautiously, and dialled the trace number,
waiting with baited breath for the automated voice to recount the number
of her caller.
"You were called today at...five twenty six pm. The caller with...held their
number." The voice droned, and uttering a frightened curse Sadie let the
receiver slip back into the cradle. Fear coursed through her veins. What
if it had been? It had sounded like him.
"But he can't have found me! Shock would've called, Shock promised!" She
protested, unaware that in her fright she was remonstrating out loud.
The phone began to ring again, and Sadie jumped back from it, staring at
it as though it was going to bite her. Heart pumping in her chest, she waited
for the whirr of the answer machine to click into action, hearing her own
cheerful tones then a pause. For an instant, time seemed to stop. Then,
"Sadie, it's Neal. I know you're there, and you're listening." The voice
came again, arrogant and self-assured. "It's been a while, but I haven't
forgotten you. Let's meet up...like old times. Call me back, Sadie...I don't
like no for an answer."
With one fluid movement Sadie ripped the phone cable from it's socket on
the wall, grabbing her coat and her boots and fleeing her apartment, running
down the stairs and out of the front door of the building without pausing
to catch her breath. Hailing a taxi, she gabbled out her sister's address,
tears beginning to touch her blue eyes as she did so.
This couldn't happen to her now...
What if he found her?
What if he came to see her?
What if he hurt her?
Or worse, what if he hurt those close to her? Her mind flitted in her panic
to Sharita and Megan, and she closed her eyes, uttering a silent prayer.
It was out of her hands now. All she could do was hope and pray and try to
go on as normal.
More than ever she wished she'd cut work and gone to the airport to see Jewel
off, even begged them to take her with them. Had she known how afraid she
would be later in the day...but then she steeled herself.
"I can handle this. I have to handle this." She murmured. "Neal isn't going
to get me back under his thumb, his days of hurting and using me are over.
I'm a new person now and I don't need him. If he comes, well, I'll just tell
him I have no intention of telling the police about his activities, so long
as he leaves me alone. Yes...that's what I'll do. I'll swear to him..."
At that moment she registered that she had arrived at her sister's home,
and, fishing in her pocket for change she paid the driver, hurrying up the
steps and rapping on the door. Alyssa swung it open, registering the panic
on her sister's face with some consternation, and upon seeing the older girl
Sadie's composure broke down into real sobs of fear. Gently Alyssa led her
inside, and slowly Sadie explained.
Alyssa frowned.
"Well, we're not going to let him." She murmured. "Don't worry, Sadie. Everything
is going to be fine."
Prologue: Sadie
Chapter One:
Jewel In England
Chapter Two:
Lovesick
Chapter Three:
A New Sensation
Chapter
Four: Cameron
Chapter
Five: Sadie Gets A Warning
Chapter
Six: A Little Love Advice
Chapter
Seven: Topaz Makes A Friend
Chapter
Eight: At The Halfway House
Chapter Nine:
A Shock For Sadie
Chapter
Ten: A Family Encounter
Chapter
Eleven: Copper Gets A Fan
Chapter
Twelve: A Burns Family Secret
Chapter Thirteen:
Thicker Than Water
Chapter
Fourteen: A Phonecall