Elaine, Jackson and I Ch. 06 - Sex Stories

Elaine, Jackson and I Ch. 06

... was told that she had called in sick -- even so I was a little worried that I had not heard from her. The following day she did not call and the day after that; but it was that Friday that all hell broke loose.

I saw the empty table and felt that deep sadness that people feel when they realise that they are now on their own. "My usual please Anton," I said glumly to the big Scottish-Italian guy at the machine, "I see I'm on my own again."

He looked at me and gave me a very odd look as he pointed to the back of the Café. "Noo Mate. She's sat over there. She's already taken her coffee and she asked me to send you over straight away. You go. I'll bring your coffee over." I started to move away to join her in the darker end of the Café when Anton whispered, "Jimmy! I think there's something wrong with the wee Lassie. I think she's been hurt."

I nearly fell arse-over-head on some spilled coffee as I rushed over to where she was sitting but I didn't care, all I could think of was my Elaine (that is how I now thought of her -- and still do for that matter) who had been hurt. "Christ! Where have you been? I've been worried sick. I thought......."

"James please Luv! I'm O.K. There's no need to fuss. I just hit my head in my kitchen that's all." Pulling her glasses away from her face she showed me the yellowing bruise in her left eye. "It was an accident, and I was laid up and couldn't speak for a couple of days. That's all. No worries eh!"

"Bollox you were!" I ...

... exclaimed. "That's a punch. Who hit you? I'll kill the bastard!"

"Aye and you've been kicked too Lassie," came Anton's quiet Scottish voice beside me as he placed my coffee down, "that's why you limped to your table just noo."

The tears trickled down Elaine's face as she told us the story. "It's because of you James. Nat is jealous of you. He thinks we are having an affair. He was told by a friend that he saw you and me going into a hotel, but he doesn't believe me."

"That was when this place closed for refurbishment. We went to the Mayfair for afternoon tea." I replied. "Surely he doesn't think that I am your sneaky Lover."

"You've never met James. You could be a big hunk for all he knows." 'Thanks Elaine for letting me know that I'm not every girl's dream' I thought to myself.

"So this is the bastard you've been spending time with. Scrawny little shit ain't he!"

We all swung round to look at the open door to the Coffee Shop. It was Nathaniel. I recognized him immediately. And for the first time in my life I felt the red mist of anger.

They tell me that I shouted, "Hit a woman would you? You big lump of shit." But I cannot remember too clearly. I can recall however taking a swing at him that skidded off the side of his head, and then I saw the biggest fist I had ever seen in my life heading towards my head. I am told that I went down like a sack of potatoes.

"Hey Jim. Come back to me. He's coming round at last doctor." I knew who was speaking although I ...