Moving on in life after you have loved a woman like Beulah seemed impossible. Accepting that you would always love her and that she would always be there as a silent part of you, made it easier to keep going. It was all I had left.
I would fight for my son. I wouldn’t let him down. Then I would make a life for us. One where he understood security and love. My memories of Beulah would always be there—she couldn’t take away.
I’d tried twice more to call her phone, but all I got was the voicemail. Finally, around three I got a call from Fiona. She never called me. I knew when her name appeared on my screen this was about Beulah. I stood up and walked out of the conference room that was filled with my team of lawyers and answered the called.
“She left last night,” Fiona said after I said hello. “I thought about calling then but she said some things that kept me from it. I wasn’t going to tell you anything. However, I like Beulah and after thinking about it all day and worrying about her, I decided I’d call you. She’s alone. She’s left town and she’s the most fucking naïve human on the planet. Are you coming back to get her?”
She was annoyed but there was true concern in her tone. I didn’t like that Beulah had left at night either. Where had she gone? It wasn’t safe for her to be driving around at night alone. “I can’t come back. I have to deal with something here. I didn’t ask her to leave. She ran without saying anything to me.” I said this to Fiona but I was also saying it for my benefit. Reminding myself that I wasn’t available to drop it all and run after her.
“She’s alone out there. I got no fucking sleep because of it,” Fiona snapped.
“I didn’t ask her to leave. She knows what I am dealing with. She knows I can’t leave this. She’s a grown ass woman and I can’t force her to be safe.” Saying the words didn’t make me feel any better. If she was in danger, I’d never move on in life. It would kill me. But what the hell was I supposed to do? Wills was only a child.
“Actions speak louder than words.” Fiona’s annoyed tone only made me angrier.
“I have done all I could to protect her from the first moment I met her. I busted my ass to give her all she needed. Security, a home, and my motherfucking heart. Right now, I have a kid who needs me. One who has no power to take care of himself. I can’t abandon him because a woman has decided to run off and leave behind all the security I provided for her. If she doesn’t want me I can’t force her to.” After saying the words I ended the call. Speaking to Fiona had only made me angrier.
Beulah was out there alone. I didn’t know where she was or why she left. She had to be close by because of Heidi, but Savannah alone at night wasn’t safe either. I tried like hell to shake off the fear. I told myself I didn’t care.
Nothing worked.
I called her number as I stood outside the conference room. It rang until voicemail picked it up. My heart pounded in my chest and the anxiety that her safety was now a serious issue grew until I did the last thing I expected to ever do.
I scrolled down my contact list until I found Jasper’s name. I didn’t take time to think it through because I didn’t have the time. I only knew that he loved her too.
“Yeah,” he replied after four rings. His tone said he knew who this was and he wasn’t interested in talking to me. I expected this.
“Beulah is gone. I’m in Manhattan and I can’t leave. She’s left me. She’s without anyone.” I stopped before I told him more. My secret had to remain one until time to fight for my son.
“I expected her to leave eventually. You can’t be what she needs. It’s not your nature.”
His elitist tone made my jaw clench tightly and my knuckles turn white but I took it. She needed me to. She needed someone to help her. And he was the only someone I knew who would do it. No matter what kind of fight she put up.
“Will you find her? Help her? Please?” I didn’t care that I sounded as if I were pleading because I was.
“Why me?”
“Because I believe you really loved her.”
“I still do.”
I closed my eyes tightly fighting back my stupid jealousy. “Then please, Jasper. Find her and make sure she’s safe.”
“I’ll go. Because of Beulah. Not because of you.” That was why I had asked him. I knew he loved her. Because once you love Beulah it’s impossible to forget. To let go.
“That’s why I asked,” I replied.
Jasper ended the call and I sat there staring at the wall in front of me. I had no way of knowing when and if he ever found her. I would never know if she was safe. And then there was the sick fear that she’d remember why she loved him. That she would miss what she had with him. She would compare what we had and it wouldn’t be enough. She’d forget the reasons why it was wrong and she’d love him anyway. And she’d be gone forever.
Losing her was my fear from the beginning. To protect her, I had sent the one man to find her that could take her from me. Jasper could show her everything she was missing. But calling him was the only thing that made sense. Knowing she was safe and that she had a place to sleep was more important than not having her love. If I had to live without her, I would manage. But I couldn’t live knowing she’d needed saving and I had done nothing. This was all I could do right now. And I had to trust that I’d made the right decision—the one that would take care of her. The one that would assure she was safe until I could return and find out if there was a chance for us.
Beulah
IF IT WASN’T FOR HEIDI I would turn my phone off. Seeing Stone’s name on the screen had hurt, but he stopped calling me yesterday. It hurt that he was giving up so quickly. I shook my head frustrated at my train of thought. It was better that Stone was letting me go. If he knew about the baby he’d leave me anyway. I wasn’t going to be a burden to him and neither was my baby.
Fiona had also called several times yesterday and today. I felt guilty not answering her. She was worried when I left the other night. Eventually, I had told her it wasn’t just me I had to take care of, she’d stopped trying to talk me into staying. When she paused to think that through, I left.
My phone started ringing once again and I glanced down to see Jasper’s name. That had surprised me.
I turned my attention back to the interstate in front of me. I’d driven to Jacksonville, Florida the first night, finally pulling into a rest area with twenty-four-hour security to sleep in my car. Even with the security I had locked the doors and climbed into the back seat and covered my entire body.
I had slept seven hours with no interruptions. When the sun came up and the car began to get warm even with the windows cracked I woke up and used that day to explore the city. I wanted to figure out if this could be my new home.
Unfortunately, the city was huge and everywhere I went I felt unsafe. It was also too close to Savannah. After a day of studying the area, I went back to the same rest area and slept. This morning started my journey to I had no idea where. I got back on the road this morning had decided to turn west instead of continuing my southward path. I’d glanced at a map on my phone and saw that once I made it out of Florida on this interstate I would enter Alabama. Using gas meant I would be spending money, and the further I got from Heidi the more money I would spend to get back to her. I started looking at every city I passed wondering if this would be the one I where I’d be happy to live.