Chapter 15 — Life’s End, Part 1
Jun 3, 2004 – Toronto, Ontario, Canada – Hotel Victoria – Vanessa’s Hotel Room
“Oh come now Vanessa. This is your old friend Marc that you’re talking to here,” he said as he clapped his hands together. “I know you Vanessa. I know how you operate and how your mind works. I’ve known you for a very long time and I know that your heart moves with money.”
“What in the hell are you trying to pull here Marc?” I asked as he turned around, looking like he has just won the lottery.
“I’m not trying to pull anything Vanessa,” he replied as he shook his head. “That man in the picture is here in the hotel.”
“What,” I said, looking at the picture again and then back at him.
“Yeah, he’s here with someone else I’m sure you’ll know,” he said, rubbing his palms together.
“Who would that be?” I asked as someone pounded on the door.
What in the hell is going on with people not knowing how to properly knock on a damn door like regular people? What is Marc trying to pull here? That man in the picture isn’t little Joshua, it can’t be. He died, I saw him die. The person in that picture looks to be a full-grown man, so why is Marc here, trying to create this…
“Snap out of it Vanessa, you might want to answer that,” he said as I walked over to the door. “I’m sure you’re about to get some answers to the questions in your damn head.”
“Whatever,” I said, opening the door and stepping back quickly.
What in the hell is going on here? I surely wasn’t expecting to see this damn man here. How did he get here? He’s supposed to be dead! The last time I saw him, he was on a damn floor, in a damn hotel room, dead. Hell, Marc has the proof of that… Wait a damn minute. Did Marc help him out of that hotel room?
“Hello ‘Nessa,” James said as he glared at me as he stepped into the room as I turned and looked back at Marc and then back at James.
“Surprise!” Marc yelled as he clapped his hands together and then walked over to James. “I’m sure you two have a lot to catch up on and all. I think I’ll give you two some alone time, to discuss old times and stuff.”
“No, wait!” I snapped as Marc turned and looked at me strangely.
“Wait for what Vanessa?” Marc asked, looking at me with a sly smile on his face. “You didn’t want to do things my way, so now I’m sure you’ll have to do things his way. Have fun Vanessa.”
“So, you probably thought you got rid of me, didn’t you ‘Nessa,” James said as he leered at me. “Momma always told me to watch myself around you. I guess I should’ve listened to her.”
“Guess you should have,” I said as he shook his head.
“Was all the shit you’ve done in your life really worth it ‘Nessa?” He asked, walking around me as I moved towards the door, not knowing what this fool was considering doing, being that I shot him a few times and left him for dead in a hotel room, the last time he saw me.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about James,” I said as he shook his head.
“I’m talking about you allowing our children to be used for your own means of gaining stardom, gratification and wealth,” James said as he sighed and then looked down. “Who is that man ‘Nessa?”
“I don’t know who he is,” I replied.
“Is he really our boy ‘Nessa?” He asked. “Is that man my son or did my son die? Which is it woman?”
“I—I saw Joshua die,” I replied as the tears rolled down my cheeks.
“Then why do I feel that man down the way is my son?” He asked, shaking his head. “With all the shit I know, why do I get the feeling that the tables were turned on you ‘Nessa. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think Daniel played you and made you believe something he wanted you to believe and he tricked you.”
“I…” I started as he looked at me and then slapped me across the face.
“Shut up woman!” He snapped. “I vowed out ‘Nessa, but I’m stepping back into things. I let you bully me out of my children’s lives, but that stage is over. It’s time for a change and I’m sure you’ll agree, it’s time for you to make an exit, now.”
“What are you talking about James?” I asked as he moved closer to me, acting as if he was going to hit me again.
“You know what I’m talking about ‘Nessa!” He snapped, shaking his head as he pushed me down to the floor and then hovered over me. “I’m not going to allow you to keep hurting my son—sons!”
“I…” I started as he slapped me across the face again, startling me a bit as I could taste blood in my mouth.
“I don’t want to hear your funky ass excuses! You allowed that damn man to molest our boys, so you could go on to be the star that you wanted to be! You allowed Daniel to do only God knows what to our boys and I won’t allow you to keep hurting them!” He screamed.
“I’m not hurting…” I said as he shook his head and then pointed his finger in my face.
“I know about the money laundering scam you and Marc have going on and I know about you skimming money off the top. Your criminal activities are going to stop woman. With all the shit that I know, you’re going away. You can choose to go my way or you can go the legal way. Which is it woman? You pick your way of leaving!” He screamed, still pointing his finger in my face.
A Few Hours Later – Philadelphia, PA – Penn Medicine – Heather’s ICU Room
“Hello Ms. Stewart, how are you doing?” Detective Warren Charles asked, stepping into the room to see Heather in a sitting position on the bed.
“Ah, hello Detective Charles,” Heather spoke as she looked at the man strangely. “What do I owe the displeasure of seeing you again?”
“I told you that you would be seeing me again and here I am,” Detective Charles stated with a smile as he tipped his hat.
“Why am I seeing you today?” Heather asked, looking at the man as he grabbed the chair and then sat down in it.
“I have some more questions for you,” Detective Charles stated as he opened his blazer and pulled a notepad from his pocket.
“I don’t want to answer any questions you have for me,” Heather stated as Detective Charles smiled and then got up from the chair as Heather watched him.
“Well in that case, Ms. Stewart, I am sorry to say, you’re under arrest,” Detective Charles stated as he pulled a pair of handcuffs from his belt buckle and walked towards Heather.
“I haven’t done anything to be arrested for,” Heather stated as she kept her eyes on Detective Charles.
“Ms. Stewart, you’re under arrest for criminal assault and felony rape,” Detective Charles stated as he looked at Heather. “Ms. Stewart, please stand up.”
“What! I’m not about to let you arrest me for something I haven’t done!” Heather snapped as Detective Charles shook his head.
“You can either be arrested by me right now or I’ll have a few officers drag your ass out of here, kicking and damn screaming,” Detective Charles stated with a smile. “You can pick which way you go Ms. Stewart, but either way, you’re under arrest.”
“Why—why are you doing this to me?” Heather asked as a few tears rolled down her cheeks.
“I’m not doing anything to you Ms. Stewart, you did this,” Detective Charles stated as he stood in front of Heather. “You’re under arrest for felony rape…”
“No I am not, I didn’t rape anyone to be arrested for,” Heather stated with a sigh.
“Come now Ms. Stewart, you raped a man and you have a child as proof of that rape,” Detective Charles stated. “Do you deny that you have a child with Mr. John Poole?”
“No, I don’t deny that I have a child with him,” Heather replied with a frown.
“Then as I was saying Ms. Stewart, you’re under arrest for felony rape,” Detective Charles stated as he pulled a small card from his pocket and then read Heather her Miranda Rights and then pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. “Yes, this is Detective Warren Charles. I’m currently at Penn Med and I need a car for a prisoner transport.”
“Hello Heather, are you ready to leave?” Shannon asked, walking into the room and then stopping when she saw Detective Charles. “Ah, what’s going on here?”
“I—I’m being arrested,” Heather replied.
“You’re being arrested, for what?” Shannon asked, looking at Heather strangely as she looked over at Detective Charles.
“He—he said I’m under arrest for raping JT,” Heather replied with a frown as Detective Charles closed his phone.
“Say what? You didn’t rape JT. A woman can’t rape a man,” Shannon stated as Detective Charles looked at her strangely and then shook his head.
“And you are,” Detective Charles spoke as he looked at Shannon closely.
“I’m her friend,” Shannon replied as she moved over to Heather.
“And your name is,” Detective Charles said as he pushed his cell phone into his pocket.
“I’m Shannon Tate,” Shannon replied as Detective Charles smiled at her.
“Ms. Tate, in this matter, I would advise you to mind your own business or I will charge you with obstruction,” Detective Charles stated as he pointed his finger at Shannon.
“Why would you charge me with obstruction? I haven’t done anything wrong and neither has Heather,” Shannon stated as Detective Charles shook his head again.
“You’re interfering with the operation of a law official,” Detective Charles stated, looking at Shannon. “You’ve been warned. If I say anything more to you, I’ll take you in, along with her.”
“Shannon, just be quiet and go call my lawyer,” Heather stated as she looked down and sighed.
“Both of you are going to need a lawyer,” Detective Charles stated as Shannon’s eyes widened just as his cell phone rang. “This is Detective Charles, what’s up?”
“I can’t let this man take me to jail,” Heather stated as Shannon looked at her. “If I go to jail, what will happen to Caleb?”
“This can’t be happening,” Shannon stated as she kept her eyes on Detective Charles. “This is only giving JT more ammunition to use against you in taking Caleb away.”
“He’s not going to try to take Caleb away from me,” Heather stated, shaking her head as Detective Charles walked to a corner of the room.
“You don’t know what that man is planning to do,” Shannon stated as she shook her head.
“I know he won’t try to take Caleb from me,” Heather stated, looking down at her handcuffed hands. “He wouldn’t do something like that to hurt me.”
“Are you out of your mind girl?” Shannon asked, looking at Heather strangely. “You’ve been arrested; I believe JT is the cause of that. How else would you be getting arrested for supposedly raping him, when you didn’t? He’s the only one that believes you did something so vile as that.”
“Ladies, it’s time for you to can your conversation, your chariot downtown to jail awaits,” Detective Charles stated with a smile as Shannon sighed.
Toronto, Ontario, Canada – Hotel Victoria – Vanessa’s Hotel Room
“So, what do you want me to do James?” Vanessa asked, looking at James.
“I want you to get out of his—their lives “Nessa!” James snapped, grabbing Vanessa by the collar of her shirt and pulling her up off the floor, literally dragging her towards the balcony as he kicked the door open.
“What in the hell are you doing?” Vanessa asked as James held her against the railing of the balcony.
“I’m helping you make a decision woman!” James snapped as the sound of banging could be heard. “You can make the decision to leave or I can help you leave, like you helped me!”
“Alright James!” Vanessa screamed as James moved back from her as she rubbed at her neck and then moved away from him quickly, rushing back into the room as the banging on the door got louder and persistent.
“Open this door mother!” Vanessa and James heard as Vanessa’s eyes widened.
“You heard what our son said ‘Nessa, go ahead and let him in,” James stated with a smile. “Go ahead and let him in and you be sure to make a good introduction for me.”
“James, I…” Vanessa started as James shook his head.
“No ‘Nessa, go ahead and open the door. I want to talk with my son,” James stated as Vanessa looked down, walking slowly towards the door as it suddenly burst open as JT and Justin fell to the floor.
“Vanessa, are you all right?” Justin asked, looking up at Vanessa and then over at James. “Did we interrupt something?”
“No,” Vanessa replied as JT and Justin got up from the floor.
“Got a new boyfriend Vanessa?” Justin asked, looking at Vanessa as JT shook his head as Vanessa raised an eye at him.
“Mother,” JT said as Vanessa sighed.
“Hello John Timothy, how you been?” James asked, stepping closer to JT.
“I don’t know you like that guy, for you to be calling me by my whole name. That name is only reserved for my mot…” JT stated as James interrupted him.
“For your mother and father,” James stated as Vanessa’s head snapped up as James extended his hand to JT to shake. “Hello son.”
“You’re not my father, he’s dead,” JT stated as Justin nudged him to shake James’ hand.
“It’s so nice to see you after so long my boy,” James stated with a smile on his face. “It’s also nice to meet you too Justin, the man that has captured my son’s heart.”
“Ah yeah, it’s nice to meet you too, whoever you are,” Justin replied with a small smile. “Baby, I thought you said your father was dead.”
“Go ‘head ‘Nessa, tell him who I am,” James stated as he turned and looked at her. “Tell both of them who I am.”
“Why don’t you just tell me who you are because my father, that man be dead,” JT stated as he glared at James.
“I’m not dead son,” James stated as he turned back to face JT and Justin. “Go on ‘Nessa, tell him.”
“Tell me what damn it?” JT asked, looking between Vanessa and James.
“Why do I get the feeling that a bombshell is about to be dropped in here,” Justin said as he looked at JT, Vanessa and then over at James.
“JT, baby boy, this is—this is really…” Vanessa trailed off as James looked at her and then shook his head.
“Son, I’m really your father,” James stated as he stepped closer to JT as JT looked at him like he was crazy and then looked over at Vanessa with an evil expression. “Son, I’m your father.”
“You now, I heard what you said the first time,” JT said as he shook his head, glared at Vanessa and then turned and walked out of the room.
“You—you’re really his father,” Justin said, looking at James and then looked over at Vanessa. “Is this true Vanessa?”
“John!” James exclaimed, walking out of the room, following behind JT. “Come back John.”
“Leave me alone man,” JT stated as he shook his head. “Damn, I need a fucking drink! I don’t need this crap right now!”
“No son, you don’t need a drink,” James stated as he shook his head.
“What is it that you want man?” JT asked, turning around to look James in the face. “You want money? You want to be drinking buddies? What is it that you want?”
“I want you in my life son and I want to be a part of yours,” James replied with a frown as JT shook his head.
“I don’t need or want dead people in my life,” JT stated as he turned and continued walking down the hall.
“Son, wait just a minute,” James said as he caught up to JT and grabbed his arm, stopping him.
“I’m not your son!” JT snapped as he snatched his arm away from James. “You’re nothing to me! Nothing!”
“Son, don’t say that,” James said as a tear rolled down his cheek.
“What do you want me to say then?” JT asked, looking at James with hatred in his eyes. “Did you think we were going to hug, embrace like a family should and be happy? Sorry, I’m not the one for that when one of us is a liar!”
“What are you talking about son?” James asked.
“I know the truth,” JT stated as he turned away from James.
“What truth is that?” James asked.
“I’ve known for a long time that you weren’t dead,” JT stated as he leaned against the wall as the tears streamed down his face. “I’ve known for a long time that both you and mother have been lying about your so-called demise.”
“I haven’t lied to you son,” James stated as he tried to touch JT’s shoulder as JT moved away from him.
“You lied about being dead!” JT snapped as a few doors on the floor opened as a few people peeked out to see what was going on.
“I—I didn’t mean to perpetrate that lie son,” James stated as he looked down and sighed.
“Yes you did!” JT snapped, pushing James backwards. “If you didn’t want that so-called lie perpetrated, you would’ve been around for me, not staying in Chicago, making me believe that you’ve been dead all this time.”
“Believe me when I say this son, I wanted to be a part of your life, but I—I wasn’t able to be,” James stated, looking down again. “Me and your mother, we—we had…”
“You had problems, but that was no reason for you to stay away from…” JT started as Justin walked down the hall towards them.
“Baby, are you okay?” Justin asked, looking between JT and James.
“No, I’m not okay at all,” JT stated as he moved away from James, grabbed Justin’s hand and then pulled him down the hall.
“John…” James said as JT shook his head, shaking his hand dismissively as he continued walking down the hall as he kicked the wall and started screaming. “John!”
“Stop! Just stop it!” JT screamed as some hotel security guys rushed down the hall towards them. “Everybody stay away from me!”
“Baby,” Justin said as JT turned away from him. “Everything’s going to be okay. I think you need to calm down.”
“You think I need to calm down? Are you fucking serious Justin? My life is tumbling down around me!” JT screamed as he threw up his hands.
“Baby, your life isn’t tumbling down around you,” Justin stated as he stepped closer to JT and then pulled him in for a hug. “I know a lot of things are going on right now, but it’s all going to be okay.”
“How is it going to be okay Justin?” JT asked as he looked Justin in the face. “Tell me how my life is going to be okay!”
“You have me, we’re together, we’re going to be happy,” Justin stated as JT shook his head.
“How can you say we’re going to be happy, when everywhere we—I fucking turn, there’s damn drama!” JT snapped as he threw his hands up again as a security guy stepped closer to him and Justin.
“Sir, it would be in everyone’s best interest if you just calmed down buddy,” the hotel security guy spoke as JT looked over at him.
“No, it would be in your best interest if you backed the hell away from me,” JT stated as he glared at the man and then turned around. “I’ve had enough of this. I—I’m going home.”
“You’re what!” Justin snapped as he grabbed JT’s hand. “Baby…”
“No Justin, this—this is just too much. I’m going home,” JT stated as he shook his head. “I can’t deal with any of this crap.”
“No baby, please…” Justin said as he fell to his knees, crying as JT walked away in the opposite direction.
“Son,” James said as he followed behind JT. “Come on son, don’t do this. Don’t you love that man back there? You’re just going to leave him there, crying like that?”
“Leave me alone man,” JT said as he continued walking.
“No, I’m not going to leave you alone boy. Is that the kind of man you are?” James asked, grabbing JT by the arm and snatching him around. “Are you the kind of man that will love them and leave them?”
“Who the hell are you, to ask me something like that, when you did the same damn thing to me and your wife!” JT snapped as he snatched his arm away from James again.
“I didn’t do that to you or your mother,” James stated as he looked down. “The truth us, your mother made me leave you two alone.”
“Why in the hell would mother do a thing like that?” JT asked, looking at James like he was crazy.
“Because she didn’t want me around, reminding her of what she had done,” James stated as JT looked at him strangely. “She didn’t want to remember all the bad things she had done or she had caused to happen.”
“What are you talking about?” JT asked, looking up to see Justin, Vanessa and Marc standing down the hall. “What in the hell is Marc doing here?”
“Marc, your manager, found your brother and in a sense, found me also,” James stated as JT looked at him strangely.
“I don’t have a brother,” JT stated as he shook his head and then turned around. “I don’t know what you’ve been drinking, but…”
“I haven’t been drinking anything son,” James stated as he grabbed JT’s arm again.
“Stop touching me!” JT snapped, snatching his arm away from James again.
“I’m sorry,” James stated with a frown. “Come with me and let me prove some things to you.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” JT stated as he shook his head.
“Please John, please come with me so that I can prove the things that you need to know,” James stated as JT looked down and then sighed.
“Fine,” JT said as he walked towards Justin, Marc and Vanessa as James followed behind him.
To Be Continued…