Chapter 417 - Danger and trouble (11)

11 May, Paul's apartment, City K

Abigail walked out of the kitchen, carrying a tray with a tea pot and cups on it before sitting it on the coffee table in front of Paul. As Paul hung up the call, she started pouring two cups before handing one to Paul and settling with her cup beside him.

Quietly she asked, "What is happening?"

"I do not know much. Phillip called me earlier saying there was an incident at their Mall in City F and asking could we help with medical supplies to be sent there. That call just finalised getting supplies sorted to be sent."

"Anything I can help with?"

Reaching up and placing his finger on her lips Paul said "No. Just being here is all that is needed."

"Any regrets?"

"With last night, yes, but not about what you think. I went over the top with your friends. The drugs are a line that should not be crossed, but not all of them deserved my overreaction."

"So, you will apologise?"

"Absolutely, when the time is right. But the results of that over-reaction I will never regret. We had the discussions that we needed, both verbally and non-verbally, which cleared things up."

Leaning her head onto Paul's shoulder, Abigail said "You properly let go of your past?"

Reaching out, Paul placed his cup onto the coffee table and then took Abigail's cup from her hands, placing it down. Gently tipping her head up, Paul looking into Abigail's eyes before saying "No, I could say what deep down is the truth. Abigail." Paul lent over and kissed her gently on the forehead.

A few seconds of silence continued, and he added "Deep down, I have known for years that Sally was never for me, but I was stuck in the eighteen or nineteen year old I was, when I thought the world would end if I was not with her. But I was never willing to let that go. At the time, her marriage made me feel bitter, but it forced me to do what I had known for years. If not, I would have missed you and my life would not be what it is now, and what I know we will have."

Abigail turned and said, "Sweet talker," before leaning over and kissing him "But I can only be grateful. Just never break the trust I have given you…"

A banging on the front door could be heard, followed by Monica calling out "Abigail Mo, open the door up you are coming with me now…"

Abigail looked at Paul, and he said "The choice is yours Abigail. I have messed up and hurt you, but as we said last night and this morning, we have made a commitment to each other, because we both admitted our feelings, as a.d.u.l.ts, not hurt people wanting to grab something. I promise you I will live up to that commitment. I might make mistakes, but I will own them because I know that you and any children we have in the future, will always be my bottom line."

"Paul…" came Abigail's low response before she quickly moved and straddled him. "I would prefer we could forget the world, and carry on where we left off…"

"Abigail Mo!" came a shocked reply, this time from inside the door.

Quickly Abigail moved off and sat down beside Paul, who grabbed her hand.

"You b*stard. Let go of my sister. I heard all about how you treated her and her friends last night. If my husband was here, you would be dead, but I will at least be happy removing her from a b*stard who only wants to hurt her. You abuser!" screamed Monica.

"Monica!" spat back Abigail. "How dare you…"

"How dare I baby sister. How many times in the last couple of weeks have you cried in my arms because of him. Then he does what he did last night, which according to your friends who finally had the guts to call me this morning and tell me what happened, which was belittling and had me worried about your safety. As soon as Jessica could care for your nieces and nephews, I came here because you need to leave." Came the angry retort from Monica, who turned and looked directly at Paul.

Monica continued "Now let go of her you b*stard, and get your stuff Abigail, we are going."

Paul, squeezed Abigail's hand and leant over and whispered "Remember as I admitted I love you, and in doing that I will support your choice, whatever that is, because your choices will make you happy and that is all I want, despite my screw ups."

Abigail turned slightly, looked Paul directly in the eyes, smiled and nodded before turning back to Monica. "How dare you Monica. I know you are my big sister and want to protect me from every harm. I am an a.d.u.l.t, a wife, and I do not need your interference…"

"Interference, it is protection from someone who will only hurt you…"

Paul, having had enough said "Monica. I know Abigail gave you a key to here, but this is our home, not your home, and I will not have you attacking her here…"

"So says the man who did it first…"

"You only have part of the picture. What happened is for us and us alone, Monica," responded Abigail, before shaking her head. "Do you think I am that stupid to remain in a relationship where I am constantly being hurt. You have not been around to witness what that has done to dad in the last few years. But this is my marriage, not your marriage, and what happens is for us to figure out…"

"Figure out. You are eighteen years old, and have no idea about life…"

"So says the person who left home at eighteen to marry the love of her life, abandoning her younger brother and sister. Let me make my own choices and mistakes, as you did."

"Not going to happen."

Paul, noting that Abigail was getting more tense, said "Monica, you are entitled to your opinion, but understand this I will not take you bullying my wife. She knows when I am an idiot and will call me out on it. That is her right as my wife. But she realises not only my past, my mistakes with it, but most importantly she knows how I feel about her, and I know how she feels about me."

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