Napped: Until Death Do We Part…

By Ashley Zukauski

After Jamie thinks that everything has gone back to normal, it hasn't just yet. Ryan is told who his birth-father was. Jamie begins to question everything that has happened years ago. She starts to notice from the secrets around the house that something is up.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Nov 22, 2014
• ISBN: 9781499082104

Ashley Zukauski

Lives in Northern Illinois. Spends time with daughter, family, friends. Loves to bake on her side time.

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Copyright © 2014 by Ashley Zukauski.

The editor is Melissa Gatza.

The graphic-designer is Amber Zukauski.

Library of Congress Control Number:   2014918058

ISBN:      Hardcover      978-1-4990-8211-1

                Softcover        978-1-4990-8212-8

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Rev. date: 11/20/2014

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Based off from the book Napped

by Ashley Zukauski

Book 1 Summary:

Napped

College freshman Jamie Madison of Stonington, California feels like life really may be a bowl full of cherries. One afternoon she wakes-up in an unfamiliar place with a massive headache. The only person she recognizes is the former love-of-her-life, Kyle Parker; but now instead of him being just an online ex, he’s her kidnapper. Will Jamie ever escape? Does she even want to?

Book 2 Summary:

Napped ‘Until Death Do We Part…’

After Jamie thinks that everything has gone back to normal, it hasn’t just yet. Ryan is told who his birth-father was. Jamie begins to question everything that has happened years ago. She starts to notice from the secrets around the house that something is up.

Thank you….

Thank you to my parents and the rest of my family for believing and following my dreams to become a writer. I couldn’t have accomplished so much in my life without my friends and family.

Thank you to my readers and future readers. I hope you have enjoyed book one and you are ready to read book two.

-Jamie-

It’s been almost thirteen years since Kyle’s death. I have not heard from the Parker family since that day. I am now married to Kent. We have a child named Emma Josephine Sterling, who’s ten years old. Ryan, the eldest of the kids, is now fifteen. I also have two of Kyle’s other children, twins, James Anthony and Lillie Anne Madison. They’re twelve years old. This means Kyle’s wish for a girl came true and James came along for the ride. We still live in California, but in a town away from our parents.

As you can tell, all of Kyle’s kids have taken my name. I haven’t had the guts to sign the papers to give them Kent’s last name. I want Ryan to make that decision when I finally tell them about Kyle. Otherwise the twins, Kent and I have agreed they are going to keep Sterling whether they like it or not. Ryan has more of a choice than they do. Kent is supposed to be sorting their papers out soon.

I can’t look at Ryan much these days. Each day he has more of a resemblance to his birthfather. I’m lucky to say that the twins have more of my characteristics than Kyle’s.

Billy, Kyle’s sidekick, hasn’t spoken to me since that day. He said that he’d love to spend his own life with Amy and have a family of his own without worrying about my problems. I am happy that I don’t have him babysitting me anymore.

I still question if Kyle ever actually died. I was never told of a funeral or anything. Kent told me Mr. Parker says that they don’t want me to know anything and would like to see me happier without him. He and Mrs. Parker split up as a result of all the years of stress. Mrs. Parker just couldn’t handle the reporters coming in and out their house about Kyle. At least, this is what I am told by Kent could all be lies to keep me from freaking out about my past. I have no idea anymore.

I can’t really say if I have been better off or not. I still think about him and what could have been. Wrong? I know. I am happy though. Kyle still lingers in my head, no matter what, he is there. The good and then the bad…

It feels like yesterday was March 15th, 2005 every time the date passes by on my calendar. I have visions of waking in that cold metal chair so confused to what had happened and where I was. His entire mind games to keep me in his arms and my bruised wrists from watching the recording of telling Nicole my entire story from that point of being kidnapped.

I sometimes still wonder if he would approve of my decisions. I have gone through help centers to cope and they helped, though I will never know what a normal life is anymore because I have learned to be with a guy who always wanted control. I love Kent for letting me make my own choices in life. It’s been a lot of help. That’s his way of being there for me by giving me space as long as I remain honest with him and my thoughts. I enjoy his input as always but in the early years when Kent did become angry, rarely, I would freeze and think of Kyle hurting me. I can never imagine Kent hurting me but the fear was there in the beginning.

I make dinner and set up the table around seven, since that’s when the three younger ones are suppose to be home. Ryan’s curfew is ten during the summer.

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I love this time of day. The little ones go home with their parents and the teens come out to play, ha-ha. Nah, I love the way the waves swoosh along the beach line in a cinematic way with surfers coming up for a break. The best scent ever is the ocean breeze air mixed in with the crackled fire in sporadic spots of the beach. You can’t beat that! I can stare at the water every day. That moment I am digging my toes in the cool wet sand before I take my leap into the water with my board.

Ryan, can we go by everybody else? My girlfriend Britney questions me, holding my hand along the beach coastline watching the boats pass by.

I don't like going by them. I only want to be by you. I give her a kiss on the cheek while she is trying to tug me with her.

Britney and I have been going out for about six months now. We’ve been friends for about three years. My mom is best friends with her mom. Well she was. Britney’s mom died. That is a whole other story though. I love her so much. My mom tells me to always let the girls have the decisions in the relationship. I believe the guys should, but I let Britney have her choices too as long as it’s not to do with hanging out with other guys that I don’t trust, by herself.

This one guy Tom Addison has a big crush on her and can’t stop having fantasies. He’s seventeen but has fallen back on his grades. Sadly, he is stuck with my class now. He likes to push my buttons and flirts with Britney in front of me or even behind my back. He knows she’s already taken too. That’s why I don’t want to be by the guys right now.

I’m always by you. Can we please go over there? Britney pleads.

I gaze into her eyes and know that I can’t say no to her on this one. I say fine then watch her run up towards the fire, her curly, brunette hair waving along each time she takes a step. I catch up and sit in the sand with her between my legs.

Hey Ryan what do you plan on doing for the next few weeks? Jerry, one of my best pals asks me, messing with the fire pit.

My little sister, Emma, thinks he looks like a guy from a show on the Disney Channel. Jerry’s head is bleach blonde color with a mushroom type haircut that manages to mesh well with his pale skin. He is somewhat muscular but you really can’t tell by the loose fitting clothing he wears. He always knows how to make a crowd laugh with his forgetful moments. The one thing that sucks for him is that he can’t find a girl to stay with for a long time because they never take him seriously.

I don’t know. What am I doing? You seem to know my schedule better than I do. I laugh, watching the fire spark up and the sizzle out.

There’s a house party going on soon. I was wondering if you wanted to come with.

That shouldn’t be a problem as long as my parents don’t find out.

I was thinking about taking Britney out to dinner with me one night. Tom smirks.

I don’t think so Addison. I immediately take hold of my girlfriend’s hand.

I’m sure I know a couple of ways to have your girl instantly in a bed within a second. He glances at Britney; eyeing her chest.

Britney is mine, not yours. Tom still hates the fact Britney denied him when the sorry ass asked her out.

I’m not getting into bed with either of you. She giggles glancing at both of us to see our facial expressions. I love her laugh. It will never grow old.

Are you sure about that Brit? Jerry sits down across from us.

I’m not like that. You can even ask Ryan. Brit sounds confident in herself as she says this. It’s true though. I admit I’ve tried but she has reminded me otherwise to not push it. That’s just for making out.

Is this true Ryan, have you not attempted to get Britney into bed yet? Tom is still eyeing Britney.

Yes it’s true and I prefer not to. Sorry I’m not a perverted ass like you. Can we jump off the subject now? I’m always pissed off when people talk about our relationship and how it goes around to other people.

Are you not man enough to talk about your sex life? Tom sneers.

Releasing Britney’s hand, I stand up in seconds. That’s not it.

Britney sits still watching us both. Her smile fades quickly knowing I am mad. Tom’s devil eyes lock into mine.

Sure it is.

Growling, my hands ball into fists, keeping them at my sides. Addison, I wouldn’t be speaking since you’re a single guy who has no one to love but girls who already have boyfriends. I’m leaving! I walk away with confidence. Britney is following a couple minutes later.

We walk along the beachside in silence. I hold her hand and she rests her head on my shoulder.

I’m sorry about that. Britney said out of nowhere.

You don’t have to be sorry. You didn’t do anything to upset me. I don’t like it when guys speak about you like that. I sigh and look into her beautiful eyes.

Tom was joking around. You should know that by now. Brit giggles once more.

Tom never kids around. You only think he does but he doesn’t. Tonight he kept staring at you in a bad way.

I love you and no other guy can change that. Britney kisses me on the cheek.

Do you love me enough to not speak to him? My girlfriend lifts her head up and stops walking.

Why can’t I? She holds my hand loosely now.

I don’t trust him with you. I can’t help but to say that like an asshole.

Do you trust me? Britney doesn’t blink. I stare at the sunset behind her.

Yes. The tone in my voice must’ve betrayed me, because I notice her eyes roll.

Why are you lying to me? Britney releases her hand away from mine.

I’m not lying. I do trust you. I mean it this time and grab her wrist so she wouldn’t walk away from me.

I can’t believe you don’t trust me. Britney is pissed off now. It’s not fun when she’s mad.

Britney, I sigh, rolling my eyes.

Say it like you mean it then. She whips her hair out of her face as it flies back in front of her face from the ocean breeze.

I trust you being with him. I don’t trust him being with you. I let go and give up because I know that she’ll never believe me.

I’ll talk to you later Ryan. Britney stomps away from me up to the fire and sits down by Tom. I know she did that on purpose. That makes me mad. I trust her though. I know she wouldn’t cheat on me. Brit isn’t like that. That’s not how she was raised.

I sit on the cliffs watching the rest of the sun go down and the bright colors fade into the black crystal sky. I love this spot. Best privacy on the beach to clear your head and hide from my family when I am angry with them. As of late, Dad says it’s because I am growing up with more responsibilities, I get mad or easily annoyed when I stress. They even took me to the doctor a while back. I am not quite sure why but was told I am perfectly fine.

Around nine o' clock I walk home knowing my lovely mother is worrying, waiting for me as always for no reason. She does this a lot. My mother has phases I’ve learned growing up. I can’t even explain what the phases are or what from.

When they happen, Mom hides in her room all day. She is happy, loving, and supportive to what us kids want to do with our lives. Then she is sad, confused, balled up in a corner not sure how to explain her actions to me or the little ones. Sometimes Mom doesn’t even look at me in the eye. Dad hides the subject by distracting my siblings and me. I am old enough to know not to fall for his tricks these days. Overall she is one amazing mom in my eyes. She’s always finding something fun to do with my siblings and is creative.

-Jamie-

I jump up from the couch as I hear the door open and close. I quickly stride by Ryan before he makes a skid mark on the stair steps that I just cleaned. Boys will be boys.

I glower at him. Where have you been? You’re twenty minutes late.

At the beach with Britney, I thought I told you that. Ryan gives that one and only three year old baby-face and makes me melt. Snap out of it, he’s not a baby anymore. Oh I wish he was though, easier to protect him.

You thought wrong Ryan Mathew. Why can't you stay home and relax with your family for once in your life? I cross my arms looking at him in the eye. You need to stop growing. I miss you being home. Why can’t you ever bring Britney over?

What do you think will happen to me? There’s no killer out there. Ryan runs his hands through his messed up brown hair with blonde highlights.

I suppose you have a point. I bite my lip. If you only knew your father!

Don’t worry so much, Mom. Ryan hugs me and walks upstairs. I’m safe and sound at home now.

It’s my job to worry. I mumble to myself. I lock the doors and stumble into the bedroom worrying about my first baby. My hubby welcomes me back to bed with a warm soothing smile. Kent rubs my hand softly and wraps his other arm around my waist with my back facing him.

Honey, you need to stop acting like a paranoid mom. Kent yawns with a half joking smile.

I don’t trust him. I don’t care how long those two have been going out I don’t trust them alone together. I turn to face Kent.

Ryan’s a normal teenage boy. You heard the doctor a few years back, he has some issues but he can control them. Other than that he can do whatever he wants as long as we go by it. He’s not like Kyle and neither are the twins. Kent tries to make this simple as possible for his explanation to me.

"I trust James. I don’t have to worry about him. I know he’s going to be a good guy when he gets older. Ryan is a completely different story. How many times has he gotten detention in the last few