Chapter 5 — Is It Murder?
May 29, 2004 – Philadelphia, PA – The Radisson Plaza Hotel – Heather’s Hotel Room
“He’s my daddy?” Caleb asked as he looked up at Ken and then at me. “Is that why we came here? Mommy said that he was an old friend, she didn’t say he was my daddy.”
“I’m sorry buddy,” Ken spoke, sighing as he looked down at Caleb. “It looks like the cat’s out of the bag now.”
“Yeah, the cat’s out of the bag,” I said, noticing how Justin was watching me, Ken and Caleb. With all the shit going on right now, I bet he doesn’t want to be with me anymore. “Ken, we still need to have a talk, but I guess that talk can…”
“Hey Justin, can—can you do us a big favor?” Ken asked, looking over at Justin as he looked around again and then walked over to us.
“It depends,” Justin replied as he looked at Ken strangely.
“Could you sit here and keep Caleb some company for a bit?’ Ken asked, pleading with his eyes for Justin to say ‘yes’ to his request.
“Ah yeah, I guess I can do that,” Justin replied as I smiled at him.
“Sweet,” Ken spoke as he knelt down to Caleb. “Caleb, I need you do to me a favor and sit out here with Mr. Justin, while I go talk with JT for a bit. We’ll be back as soon as we can, okay buddy?”
“I can do that Uncle Ken,” Caleb stated as he hugged Ken around the neck and then looked up at Justin as he realized who Justin was.
“We’ll be out there on the patio, if we’re needed,” Ken stated, looking over at Justin. “If you need us, give a yell.”
“Okay,” Justin replied as we walked towards the patio.
Outside on the Patio
“Okay, out with it Ken. What’s going on around here and I want to know every damn thing right now,” JT said as he pointed his finger at Ken.
“I—I don’t know where to really start,” Kevin stated with a frown on his face.
“Start where Heather and I are now connected for the rest of our lives, when we shouldn’t be,” JT stated, shaking his head. “Come on Ken, you know me here and you know that women…”
“I’m sorry JT, I’m not the bad guy here,” Ken stated, sighing as he looked down again.
“You’re just the brother of the bad guy,” JT sarcastically said as he sighed also. “Just tell me what in the hell is going on here Ken. How is all of this possible?”
“To put it lightly, I’m guessing you already know Caleb is your son,” Ken said, looking over at JT as JT gave him a mean look.
“Yeah, that’s been established already,” JT said as he shook his head. “Come on Ken, we need to get to the part where Caleb became my son. You know for a fact that I’ve never had sex with Heather or any other woman. Hell, I haven’t done anything with Heather that would even lead to sex. So, how in the hell did I end up with a child with her? That’s the big question of the century Ken. How in the world is that possible?”
“It’s all possible because you were taken advantage of at a moment of weakness… You were raped,” Ken stated as JT’s eyes widened.
“I was raped? She raped me? How? When?” JT asked.
“I don’t exactly know the exact date, I just know that one night, after one of your shows, she slept with you, while you were passed out,” Ken stated with a frown on his face. “From what I know of what happened, you were unconscious and she took that as her go ahead to have sex with you.”
“Oh God,” JT said, shaking his head as some tears fell from his eyes.
“I think your drink was spiked or something. I also think your manager had a hand in things,” Ken stated, sighing. “I overheard the two of them talking about what she had done. From the things that were said, I’m thinking he put something in your Vodka and he was waiting for you to pass out, so he could have his way with you, but Heather beat him to you.”
“What!” JT snapped as Justin, Caleb and a few other people in the room, turned and looked at the two of them. “So, Marc really did know what happened.”
“Yeah, I guess he did,” Ken replied as he shook his head.
“He knew and didn’t tell me back then when it happened, mainly because his secret would’ve gotten out and he would’ve gone to jail, losing all of his money and damn power!” JT snapped.
“Calm down JT,” Ken suggested as he placed a hand on JT’s shoulder.
“Are you fucking serious? You expect me to just calm down after finding out that I was fucking raped!” JT screamed again, flailing his arms around as Shannon walked over to the patio door, opened it and motioned for the two of them to keep it down as she closed the door back.
“JT, we don’t’ want Caleb overhearing any of this,” Ken said with a frown on his face.
“Maybe he should be hearing it, so he would know just how evil, conniving, deceitful and malicious his mother could be, to stoop so low as to rape me, to…” JT stated as Ken interrupted him.
“JT,” Ken said as JT shook his head.
“No Ken, why did she do it?” JT asked, sighing as he looked down and then wiped at his eyes. “Why me? I’m sure there were other men out there in the world that would’ve helped her conceive a child. She didn’t have to do what she did to get one from me of all people. Why me Ken? Why was I the special person, chosen for this fucked up honor?”
“Come on JT, you know Heather has always had a thing for you,” Ken stated as he looked down, an angry expression on his face.
“No, Heather always had a thing for the damn spotlight,” JT stated as he pointed his finger at Ken. “Please tell me that she didn’t orchestrate all of this, just to make a name for… Oh God, that’s what it is, isn’t it?”
“Come on man, I don’t think…” Ken said as JT shook his head.
“Ken, she raped me, just so she could be famous. If I’m adding up the timing of things, she did this way after her career was already over. From what you just said, she did this while she was tagging along, after one of my shows, that means it was back when ‘Soul Connection’ was going strong. By that time, her career was non-existence and no one was looking for her to continue acting. Am I correct or what Ken?”
“You—you’re right about that JT,” Ken replied as he sighed and then shook his head.
“Is that why we broke up?” JT asked, looking at Ken strangely.
“Let’s not talk about that,” Ken replied as he crossed his arms across his chest and then turned away from JT.
“This bitch has lost her damn mind!” JT snapped as Shannon returned back to the door and then walked outside with them.
“You two need to keep it down, mainly you,” Shannon suggested as she pointed her finger at JT as Ken shook his head ‘no’ at her.
“Look bitch, I don’t know you from Adam! I’m not going to stand here and let you tell me I need to keep it down! I…” JT said as Ken interrupted him again.
“Shannon, just go back inside please,” Ken begged as JT’s cell phone rang as he pulled it out of his pocket, looked at the screen and then shook his head. “Aren’t you going to answer that?”
“No,” JT replied as he placed the phone back into his pocket. “She’ll call Justin after I don’t answer.”
“Who is it?” Ken asked.
“My mother,” JT replied, crossing his arms across his chest as Shannon turned around and then walked back into the hotel room. “You get back to the shit with your sister.”
“It seems you’ve figured everything out,” Ken stated as he sighed again. “There’s really nothing more to tell you, except that she’s here now, because she’s tired of raising Caleb and wants to get back into the spotlight.”
“I’m starting to feel a bit… I’m starting to feel like she has something to do with the problems I’m having in the media. Is she the reason for my problems in the media?” JT asked, looking at Ken closely as the man averted his eyes. “This just keeps getting better and better.”
“JT,” Ken said as JT shook a hand at him.
“I want you to answer me Ken. Does she have anything to do with my trouble in the media right now? I want you to say it,” JT said as he pointed his finger at Ken, waiting for him to answer.
“Yes,” Ken replied, looking down again.
“This ho is going to wish she never laid eyes on me when I’m done with her,” JT said as Ken’s eyes widened.
“JT, what are you going to do?” Ken asked.
“I’m calling my lawyer,” JT replied as he turned around to open the patio door as Ken grabbed his arm, pulling him away from the door and closing it back.
“No JT, stop,” Ken said as he held onto JT’s hand. “Calling your lawyer and taking things to court isn’t going to solve anything. Regardless of how this played out, you’ll still look like the bad guy in the public’s eyes.”
“How would I look like the bad guy here Ken? She raped me! This wasn’t the other way around damn it! I didn’t rape her, she raped me!” JT snapped as Justin walked over to the door with his cell phone in hand as he came outside with them.
“The ambulance has arrived and the doctor has ordered for Heather to be placed on a seventy-two hour suicide watch hold,” Justin stated as he looked at JT. “Are you okay babe?”
“I don’t know right now,” JT replied as he looked down as Caleb walked outside, moving around Justin, to get next to Ken.
“Uncle Ken, they are talking Mommy away now,” Caleb stated as the tears streamed down his face.
“Calm down buddy,” Ken said as he looked at JT. “Everything’s going to be okay.”
“No it’s not, my mommy’s gone and now I’m going to be all alone,” Caleb said with a frown on his face as he sniffled.
“You’re not all alone buddy,” Ken said as he looked at JT again. “I’m here and—and so is your dad.”
“I’m glad you here, but why is he here now?” Caleb asked, looking over at JT.
“I—I’m here because I just found out about you,” JT replied, trying to keep his emotions in check around the little boy.
“Buddy, why don’t you stay right here with your dad, I’m going to find out some information about your mom,” Ken said as he walked back into the hotel room, leaving Justin, JT and Caleb alone together on the patio.
A Few Hours Later – Penn Medicine – Intensive Care Unit – Heather’s Room
“Hi girl, how are you feeling?” Shannon asked as Heather turned her head, looking at her and then groaned.
“What’s going on? Where in the hell am I?” Heather asked, looking around. “I—I’m not dead, am I?”
“From the way things looked earlier, we all thought that’s what you were aiming for girl,” Shannon stated with a frown on her face. “What brought this on? What in the world were you thinking?”
“What are you talking about Shan?” Heather asked, trying to move her arms, but couldn’t as she noticed that she was strapped down to the bed. “What’s going on Shan? Why am I tied up like this?”
“You’re restrained because the doctors have you on a suicide watch hold,” Shannon replied, averting her eyes from Heather. “Until the doctors say otherwise, those things stay on, while you’re here in the hospital.”
“What? Where’s Caleb?” Heather asked, looking around as she struggled to get free of the bounds on her arms as a monitor in the room started making a loud noise.
“Heather stop it, you need to calm down right now,” Shannon stated as a doctor, nurse and an orderly rushed into the room.
“Ms. Tate, is there a problem here?” The doctor asked, looking at Shannon and then over at Heather.
“Why am I here?” Heather asked, continuing to struggle against the bounds on her arms and wrists.
“You’re here because you tried to kill yourself,” the doctor answered as Heather’s eyes widened and then she shook her head.
“What? No, I didn’t try to kill myself,” Heather stated as she continued struggling as the doctor motioned to the nurse as she left the room.
“Heather, you…” Shannon spoke as Heather interrupted her.
“Shannon, you have to believe me. I didn’t try to kill myself,” Heather stated, getting agitated.
“If you didn’t try to kill yourself Ms. Stewart, then why are you here in the hospital right now? Why did I, along with two other doctors have to work on getting you patched up? From stitching up the cuts on your arms and pumping your stomach, we have multiple reasons to believe that you should be restrained for your own protection,” the doctor explained as he looked at Heather closely as Shannon covered her mouth as her eyes widened.
“I—I didn’t try to kill myself,” Heather stated as she shook her head from side-to-side.
“Then what happened to you Ms. Stewart?” The doctor asked. “Who cut your wrists and who put those pills into your stomach?”
“I—I don’t know,” Heather replied as Shannon looked at her strangely. “I was sitting out in the main part of the hotel room, watching TV until I got a phone call from someone. The person did nothing but yell and call me names. I hung up the phone and returned to watching TV until I fell asleep and the next thing I know, I’m here with you people.”
“So Ms. Stewart, you’re saying that you have no recollection of what happened to you before waking up here?” The doctor asked with a frown on his face.
“I just told you what happened man,” Heather stated, glaring at the doctor. “Why would I want to kill myself, I have a son to raise.”
“Ms. Stewart, as a precaution, a crisis worker will be here later on to talk with you. Maybe then you can get the help that you need… Something to help you with whatever it is that you’re going through,” the doctor said as he smiled weakly and then walked out of the room as the nurse returned back to the room, checked the bounds on Heather’s arms and then left with the orderly.
“Heather, they had to pump your stomach and stitch up your arms. What in the hell is going on here? What in the hell is all of this? Was this part of your plan?” Shannon asked, watching Heather like a hawk. “How is you ending up in the damn hospital, trying to kill yourself, going to hurt Caleb’s father?”
“None of this was part of my plan,” Heather stated as she sighed. “I didn’t do this to myself. Someone came into the room and tried—tried to hurt me.”
“Who? Was it that JT guy?” Shannon asked.
“No, it wasn’t him, but it could’ve been someone who knows him,” Heather stated with a frown. “Being that I’m here, he probably has put the pieces together that I’m the one behind all of his troubles in the media. He probably set it up for someone to try to kill me.”
“That’s some cold-hearted shit girl,” Shannon stated as she shook her head. “Heather, I think you need to get out of this while you can and leave this man alone. I don’t think this is going to end for you in a good way.”
“Oh, it’s going to end real soon. He’ll be ruined damn it,” Heather stated as she sighed. “I just have to get out of here first.”
“Let me get this straight, you’re saying someone cut your wrist and then filled you up with drugs, is that right Heather?” Shannon asked as she looked at Heather closely.
“As I said to the doctor, why would I try to kill myself Shan, I’m not trying to leave Caleb,” Heather stated as she looked at Shannon strangely. “I gotta find a way to get out of here, so I can find out who did this to me.”
“I think you better do something quick,” Shannon stated as she looked around the room. “That doctor is probably writing out a report about you and it won’t look good. If a custody case arises from this mess you created with Caleb’s father, a judge will favor him, before favoring you. This can be used against you.”
“No, I’m his mother,” Heather stated as Shannon shook her head.
“Come on girl, you know that guy isn’t going to just forgive what’s going on and let you be free to be you,” Shannon stated as Heather shook her head.
“He’ll forgive this and…” Heather stated as Shannon interrupted her.
“That guy isn’t going to be with you if he’s a gay man,” Shannon stated as she rolled her eyes and then sighed again.
“He’s not gay,” Heather stated as she shook her head.
“Honey, have you seen the news lately?” Shannon asked as she looked at Heather like she was crazy. “That man is gay and he’s in a relationship with Justin Tanner. There are even rumors that the two are getting married. Wasn’t Justin one of your co-stars from that show you and JT were on?”
“Yes, but JT isn’t gay, it’s just a publicity thing,” Heather stated as Shannon shook her head again.
“I don’t believe that to be a publicity thing girl and it’s not a phase he’s going through either,” Shannon stated as she got up. “You need to leave that man alone and concentrate on getting out of here, so you can get back to your son.”
“Where is my son?” Heather asked.
“He’s with Ken, JT and Justin right now,” Shannon replied, dreading to hear Heather’s response to that.
“I don’t want that fucker around my son!” Heather snapped as she struggled with the bounds on her arms again.
“Which fucker are you referring to Heather?” JT asked, walking into the room.
“JT? What’re you doing here?” Heather asked, her expression changing to a scared one. “Where’s Caleb?”
“He’s with Ken right now,” JT replied with a frown as he shook his head. “You there, we need some privacy.”
“I—I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Shannon stated as she looked at JT strangely.
“Heather, tell your watch dog to leave us,” JT said as he looked over at Heather. “Or would you like for her to know what I know right now?”
“Shannon, get out!” Heather demanded as Shannon frowned and then shook her head.
“I’m not about to leave you here with this crazy man,” Shannon stated.
“Did this bitch just call me…” JT said as Heather interrupted him.
“Shan, just go,” Heather said as Shannon was about to protest more. “Get the hell out!”
“Fine, I’ll be down in the waiting area,” Shannon stated as she glared at JT and then frowned at Heather.
“Thank you,” JT said with an evil looking smirk on his face as Shannon walked out of the room.
“So, what do you want JT?” Heather asked, watching JT with a scared expression on her face.
“I would like to know why you did it all,” JT responded as he looked at Heather, while pounding his fist into his palm. “Why me Heather? Why did you have to do this to me? As long as I’ve known you, I’ve never done anything wrong to you, so why did you do this to me? Please Heather, please tell me why you did this to…”
“I—I loved you JT,” Heather answered as a few tears fell from her eyes. “I loved you and you didn’t love me.”
“Let me get this straight, no pun intended,” JT said as he shook his head. “Being that I didn’t love you, the way you wanted me to love you, you thought that was your cue to drug me up, wait a second, have Marc drug me up, so that you could rape me, get yourself pregnant and then have a child, so you’ll be connected to me, is that it?”
“JT,” Heather said as JT grabbed the chair from next to the bed and then moved it closer to the door as he took a seat. “When I found you the way that you were, I—I thought you were just asleep. I didn’t know Marc had drugged you up. When I got to your room, you were already out cold, so—so I just went in.”
“You are a piece of work Heather,” JT stated as he shook his head. “Instead of getting me some medical attention or help, you decided to help yourself and take advantage of me for your own sick and twisted desires. I could’ve died!”
“I…” Heather started as JT shook his head again, interrupting her.
“I could understand Marc doing something like that to me, but why you? Why did you stoop so low as to do something as vile as that to me? You weren’t supposed to be a monster like he is; you were supposed to be my friend Heather!”
“So now I’m a monster?” Heather asked as JT nodded his head.
To Be Continued…