Lost And Found In Blue Novel – Hawk parked at the curb and sat looking up at the big house before he kicked the stand down, threw his leg over the saddle and stood next to his bike. He took his time taking off his helmet and gloves before he walked up the fancy path to the front door. Emmie Coetzee had come a long way from the tiny two bedroomed flat in the rundown building where she had lived with her mother. The houses in the secure estate where she now lived went for between three and seven mil. He estimated her mac-mansion to be priced somewhere in the middle. He swallowed down his anger as he rang the bell and waited. She knew he was here. He had gone through a whole song and dance before he was able to gain access to the estate.
Access she gave him. The door opened and there she was, the bimbo who had come close to breaking his cousin. Emmie had matured while she had been away and the woman who stood in front of him exuded class and money. A fairly low cut blue dress hugged her curves and fell to just above her knees and she wore sky high heels on her small feet. The heels were probably her idea of adding some height, to make it seem she was taller. Her light brown hair which had been down to her in a curly mass when he had last seen her was now chin length, dark blonde and stick straight. Not a curl in sight.
Her face was carefully made up accentuating her brown eyes, so different from the young girl he used to know who never wore any make up and hadn’t needed it either. She had been a pretty girl now she was a pretty woman. He watched as she scanned the road behind him and Hawk held back an angry growl. The bimbo had dressed up expecting Ice to be with him. “Hawk.” She said softly. “Emmie, we need to talk.” He said as he pushed past her. “Why don’t you come in? And I’m Emma now.” She said sarcastically as she closed the door and followed him into the large lounge. “Emmie. I don’t like you, have never liked you, but my cousin was into you so I dealt with it. Sit down and listen.” Hawk didn’t wait for her to sit down on one of her fancy couches before he started laying it out. “You ran out on Ice after Jane confronted you with her lies.
Everyone knew she was lying. Ice never hooked up with another bimbo, not since the day he claimed you. And you knew it. What I want to know is what Jane had said that changed your mind? What did she say to make you believe her lies?” Emmie, or Emma as she now wanted to be called, sank down on the couch with a sigh as Hawk stood over her. “It’s going to make me sound like a total bimbo but I’m really not. Back then I was so young and scared.” She played with the hem of her dress before she looked up at him and Hawk knew something totally was going to come out of her red painted mouth. “You’re right. I knew, I knew she was lying. Gray would never have cheated on me, never. He never knew how much I hated your club, hated the drinking, the fighting and the whores.” She gave a deep sigh and shook her head.
“I had these idealised dreams back then. Dreams of how we would settle down, me a doctor and Gray a lawyer. He would give up the club and we would live happily ever after. We had a fight about the club the night before Jane confronted me. Gray told me he would never leave the club and was never going to be a practising lawyer. As far as I was concerned he had shattered our dreams, but it had never been his dream, it had been mine.” Again she sighed and Hawk wanted to shake her so bad his fingers tightened around the strap of his helmet. “Jane told me all those lies and I used it as an excuse to get out. And I ran. I was angry about my broken dreams and I just wanted to get away from him for a little while. He was always so forceful and he knew exactly what he wanted. Unlike me, I really didn’t know what I wanted. I called him ten months after I had left to do my residency in Durban. Gray told me to never call him again, we were done. He cut me off before I could explain.
I tried to call back but he blocked me. I tried to call Genna but she wouldn’t accept my calls.” She looked up at Hawk and gave a small shrug. “So I did the next best thing, on my first weekend off I drove up from Durban and came to the clubhouse. A prospect let me in and the first thing I saw as I drove up was Gray leaning against the outside wall of the clubhouse with a club bimbo on her knees in front of him giving him a blowjob. When he saw me he didn’t react and there was nothing in his eyes, they were cold and empty. That’s when I knew I had lost him. I turned my car around and went back to Durban. At the end of my residency I was offered the opportunity to continue my studies in Boston and I took it.” “I’ve tried to call Gray since I’ve been back but he no longer has the same number and there’s no way I can call anyone in his family.
Will you please tell him I need to speak to him? I want to explain why I did what I did. I owe it to him. I know you don’t like me but please ask him to call me. I still love him, Hawk, and I always will. I know I can make him happy.” “I see what this is all about. You’ve got half of your dream and now you’re looking for the other half. Wake up, bimbo. He knows you’re back. And do you see him around? No, you don’t, because he doesn’t want to see you. Stay away and move on. I’ve heard you’ve got a new man so why don’t you focus on him and not my brother. Don’t ever come to my clubhouse, Emma Coetzee, you won’t like what happens if you do.
You wore out your welcome a long time ago.” Hawk was done and without saying another word he walked out of the house, thankful to breathe air untainted by her overwhelmingly heavy perfume. As he rode away he saw the bimbo in his rear view mirror, standing outside her front door watching him leave. At first he had come here to tell his cousin’s woman she had messed up and she should use this chance to fix it. Now, after seeing who and what she really was, he would do everything in his power to keep the bimbo away from Ice. His cousin didn’t need a grasping, lying bimbo in his life.