Tim set up the computer in the back lounge, ready to begin his live Facebook feed to notify fans of his current marital status. He sat there just staring into the screen "how the hell am I going to explain, will they believe me, should I tell them everything? No, I can't..I can't do this..it's personal..I've failed..again" he thought to himself while his phone rang nearby.

"Come on Tim, pick up the phone, pick up the damn phone " Bobby uttered as it continued to ring. "Finally " he stated as he heard the familiar voice.

"Is that any way to greet your family" Tim tried joking on the other end.

"Well, what took so damn long " Bobby demanded.

"Whoa there buddy, I was a little preoccupied " Tim retorted.

Bobby took a deep breath, "I'm sorry..it's just I have something to tell you and it can't wait".

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Jenika's mom placed the last of the lunch items on the patio table as Chance and Jenika came walking back from the garden. Luisa began to sit down when she noticed they were holding hands. "Is he as friggin crazy as her? What the hell" she thought throwing him a look of disbelief. Chance saw her reaction, adjusting his hat in the manner they had agreed upon as a signal before his arrival, she let out a sigh. It was all part of the plan. Stepping towards the table, he pulled out a chair for Jenika before sitting down beside her. His actions had not gone unnoticed by either of her parents. Her mother smiled approvingly while her father glared at him with distrust. Chance could feel his glare, causing the hair to raise at the back of his neck. This whole charade may prove more difficult than he thought it would.

"Jenika, you must meet with the attorney and the officer this afternoon, we have to get the charges against Foust imposed before your injuries are undetectable" her father advised as he sat down at the head of the table.

"Charges, what charges" Luisa asked, trying not to sound sarcastic.

"Really, you need to ask" Jenika stated, moving her wrists forward to show the areas of bruising that were beginning to fade, "these, where he grabbed me and held me down".

"They are barely visible, are they still acceptable as evidence" Luisa asked, prompting her sister to respond, having had placed her phone under the table in order to record as much as possible whenever they spoke.

"Are you kidding me, look at these. I suppose you're taking his side in all this. I've seen how you look at him. He's probably fucked you too" she exclaimed shaking her arms. Chance put his arm around her, "Jen just calm down. I'm sure that's not what she meant" he calmly told her.

"Enough of that language young lady. I will not have that spoken in my house" her mother demanded.

"I'm sorry, Momma. It's just...how can I get through this if my own family doesn't believe me " she replied again starting with the fake tears.

"Does she not remember who bailed her lieing ass out of jail ..damn it, I'm about ready to tell them everything " Luisa thought to herself when she saw the look Chance gave her she knew this was not the time, not yet. More had to be done before the truth could be told. But just how much longer would this take. Raising her hands up she played along. "Jen, I'm just trying to help, so it all works and you get what you deserve. I just thought with the fading bruises it would be harder to prove, that's all" she  replied.

A few sniffles could be heard from Jenika as she wiped her tears with her napkin. "I..I have pictures..I took them as soon as I got home..I'm sure they will be the proof I need"

"Be sure to have those photos ready for the meeting. The more evidence we have against the bastard the better" her father stated.

"Yes Daddy, I have them saved on my phone" she replied with a slightly evil grin seen by both Chance and Luisa.