Chapter Fourteen
Lisa laid down while the director
was filming other sections of the video.
Her hip was killing her; she had been on it way too long today. She was tired and exhausted; all she wanted
to do was go to bed. She probably should
have stayed at the hotel and taken the day off, but she wouldn’t trade her time
at the video shoot for anything in the world.
Her phone
rang and she picked it up, “Hey Jeff.”
She sighed tiredly,
“What the
hell happened?” He demanded and she
sighed again,
“I’m
fine.”
“Bull
shit. Carrie said that you were in the
hospital.”
Carrie
and her big mouth. “Was,
I’m out. They just wanted to make sure I
was okay to tour.” It was a small fib,
but anything to make Jeff chill out.
“What did
Dad do?”
“Nothing.”
She lied,
“Lisa
Marie Pratt, don’t fuck with me.” It was
obvious that Jeff wasn’t going to take a lie, so she tried a different route.
“Jeff,
please calm down.” She said softly and
felt the tears burn behind her eyelids, being yelled at was the last thing she
needed right now.
“Calm
down?! Fuck that Lee! Don’t go there!”
“I have
to protect mom, Jeff. You know
that.” She said softly.
“And get
yourself killed in the process? He’s not
worth it.”
“He’s
your father Jeff.” She replied quietly,
“When has
that fucking bastard EVER been our father? My fucking fondest memories of that asshole
are ones where he used his belt to hit me instead of the switch because it hurt
less! Never has he ever done anything worthy
of being a father!”
“Jeff,
please, don’t get upset.” She sighed and covered her eyes with her
hand, “I promise you that I’m fine. I’m
in LA, doing the video shoot for a couple of days.”
“Till
when? Till you go back home and get your head bashed
in? Just leave Lee, don’t go back
there.” Her brother pleaded with her,
the tears were evident in his voice.
She hated to hear her brother cry, he only did it when he was seriously
scared.
A tear
slipped down her cheek, “I can’t Jeff, why can’t you understand that?”
“I don’t
want to go to your funeral Lee.”
Lee sniffled
as she wiped away another tear, “You won’t, I promise
that you won’t.”
“Don’t
promise me Lee, because you’ll be lying to me.”
He said seriously,
“I’m not
lying to you Jeff.” She defended,
“How bad
are you?”
“I
sprained my hip and a few bruises from falling down the stairs.” She said softly, knowing that her brother was
going to flip.
“HE
PUSHED YOU DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS?!?!?
I’m going to kill him Lee. I’m
going to take a fucking gun and do what I should have done years ago!”
Lisa
winced at her brother’s yelling, “Please calm down Jeff. I don’t like it when you’re upset.”
“Well
don’t go home and I wouldn’t get upset!
He fucking pushed you down the stairs! Damn it Lee, you could of broken your neck!
You could have died!”
“I
know, it’s my fault.”
“NO! Fucking A Lee. It was NOT your fucking fault! Get that thought out of your fucking
head!” Lee winced at her brother’s
screaming and wiped away more tears.
“I know, but
I pushed him, I really did.”
“No you
didn’t Lee. Argh, I’m going to fucking kill
him.” Jeff muttered,
“Jeff
please, just let it be.”
“Did you
press charges?”
“No.”
“Why
the fuck not Lee?”
“Because
I didn’t want too.”
“You
could’ve DIED Lee. No more dancing for
you, do you understand?”
She
closed her eyes, “I know what dead means Jeff.”
“If you
don’t fucking call me next time, I’m going to go there and take him out. I want to know.”
“Okay,
okay, I’ll call you.”
“You
promise to call me?”
“Yes,
yes, I promise to call you.”
“Okay.” He sighed, “I’ve got to go Lee. I’ll talk to you later. I love you.”
“I love
you too, bye.”
“Bye.” He replied and she hung up her phone. She uncovered her face and jumped when she saw
a concerned looking JC watching her. “JC! You scared me!”
“I’m
sorry Lee. Is everything alright?”
She wiped
away her tears as she moved to get up, “Yeah, I’m fine, just a little tired,
that’s all.” JC helped her to stand up
and handed her, her crutches, “Thank you.
I have to go fix my make-up, excuse me.”
She said softly and hobbled off.
JC watched her leave. He hadn’t meant too, but he had eavesdropped
on her conversation. He had been walking
by when he had heard her sniffling. He
just wanted to make sure that she was okay.
Her conversation hadn’t been a happy one that was for sure. This Jeff guy just seemed to be more trouble
than he was worth.