Tortured Beginning (27 page)

"So where do you want to start?" I ask, as we eat.

"Well, for one thing, this is great," he points to his plate, and smiles at me.

"Thank you. Now stop avoiding the conversation."

He looks at me with such a pained look, "You know I'm fucked up. I've had a hard past, I haven't told you about my childhood."

"Okay."

He sighs, "My father was a drunk, and abusive. I was eight when he killed my mother." He stops talking and puts his fork down. I get up and kneel down in front of him. I put my hands on each side of his face. "She put me in the closet, and that's where they found me. I heard her scream, but I was to scared to come out. Maybe I could have saved her. I let two woman die in my life. I couldn't bear to lose you," he whispers.

"Hey look at me." He looks at me, with so much pain. "It was not your fault, either of them. There was nothing you could do."

I catch a tear with the tip of my finger. I pull him to me and kiss him gently. That kiss meant to comfort him, turns to hunger. He pulls me into his arms and carries me upstairs, my lips never leaving his.

We get to my room and he sets me down. We rip each others clothes off, not being able to get to each other fast enough. I rub my hands on him, where ever I can. He pulls me to him again, and we stumble to the bed.

He starts kissing every inch of my body, as his hands touch every where. We are all over each other with a hunger, only one thing will quench. I dig my hands into his hair, as he explores my body. I pull up on him, to make him kiss me.

As he kisses me, he slams into me. I groan into his mouth, loving the feel of him in me. I can tell this will be fast for us, both of us needing to release our pain. He pumps into me faster, and I wrap my legs around his waist, moving my hips with him.

Nico kisses down my neck, I grab at his back. He returns to my lips and we kiss hard, with so much passion, it hurts. We climax together, and I scream out with pleasure. He falls onto me and we try to catch our breath.

He gets up, kissing me gently before he leaves the bed. I watch his beautiful ass, as he walks into the bathroom.

I lay there thinking about what he told me.

I stand at work, baking and thinking. That night with Nico, was so wonderful. We ended up talking in bed all night. He told me all about how he grew up. His grandparents, and living on the streets.

I opened up to him about Derrick, and all about Ben. I talked about my family and all the struggles with my dad being sick. I thought we opened up on our trip to Tawas, but this was a big night for us. I smile to myself, at the memories.

"What are you smiling about?" Anne asks, from beside me.

"Just happy, that's all."

"What? My Jaylah is happy," she chuckles at me, as she elbows me.

I laugh with her, "I know, it's crazy."

One of our favorite songs comes on, Since You Been Gone, from Pitch Perfect. We sing along as we work.

The day goes by fast, with a lightness in my step. I don't want this feeling to go away. I wish I was seeing Nico tonight, but he had to work. But we have plans for this weekend. I took the weekend off, and I'm looking forward to spending it with him.

Anne left early today, there was a book fair at the school tonight. The do an ice cream social, and have all kinds of things for family's to do. She said something about Kyle coming to it as well, she didn't seem to happy about the whole thing.

Not having anything to rush home to, I worked later than I normally do. It's already dark, when I pull into my driveway. Being October, the days are already getting shorter. I take a deep breath of fall air as I walk up the path to the front door.

Once I step inside, I drop my purse onto the floor, next to the door. I pull off my jacket and hang it in the closet and pull off my shoes. I start to walk upstairs to take my shower, when I see a figure in my living room. My heart drops, when I see who it is.

"It's about time you got home, Jay-bird."

"Ben," saying his name shakily, fear creeping in.

"Who else would it be? What have you been doing, while I've been sitting in jail?" he asks with so much hate in his voice.

I walk slowly for the door, hoping I can reach it before he reaches me.  "Nothing," I reply hoping to distract him.

He stands up and starts walking towards me. I decide it's now or never, and run to the door. I get my hand on the doorknob and he pulls me from behind.

He turns me around to face him. I look into his eyes, which look onto me with such hate.

"Ben please," hoping to plead with him.

"What? What could you possibly say to me, to fix what you did to me."

"I'm sorry," I reply. Hoping to keep him talking, so I can figure something out.

He grabs my hair from behind, "I went to fucking jail because of you, bitch. Sorry isn't going to cut it."

Before I can answer him, he smacks me across the face. I start to fall from the force of it and he pulls me up to him. I feel tears coming to my eyes, and I fight for them not to surface.

He looks at me and crushes his lips to mine. I put my hand on his chest, trying to push him away.

"Don't push my away, Jay. You will fucking remember who you belong to."

He grabs my arm and starts to pull me to the steps. I realize what he intends to do, and I start to fight him. If he gets me up the stairs, I know he will rape me. I finally rip his grip from my arm and I run towards the kitchen.

I feel him grab my shirt from behind, and it rips. I slip from his grasp and make it to the bathroom. I lock the door, and realize where I have ended up again. There is no windows in here, it's a small half bath, under the stairs.

I start screaming, hoping someone can hear me, I feel my voice going. I keep screaming and trying to figure out what the hell, I'm going to do. There is no escape from this bathroom, what the fuck am I going to do?

Ben starts kicking the door, and I know this is it for me. I'm trapped in here. The door burst open and with it, Ben. He grabs me around the neck and throws me out of the bathroom.

I land on the floor, and he crouches down over me. "You fucking bitch," he spits in my face.

I scream as loud as I can, that's when he punches me in the face, as hard as he can. My head hits the floor, I see stars and pass out.

I'm sitting at my desk, when Susie, a street cop walks up to my desk.

"Hey, I found this by the fax machine. Not sure why you didn't get it." She hands the paper over to me.

I take it, "Thanks."

I start reading it, and realize what it is. Fucking Ben was released today. They let him out early, on good behavior.

"Fuck," I yell.

Jason is walking to his desk and looks over at me.

"What?"

I show him the paper, as I dial Jaylah's cell phone. I don't get an answer and I call Anne, again no answer.

"Fuck, I can't get a hold of her or Anne."

"Calm down, I'm sure she is okay. Let's drive over to her house."

We run out to Jason's car, and I'm thankful he is with me. It feels like forever, when we finally pull into her driveway. I get out of the car, before Jason has it in park. That's when we hear the scream coming from inside.

Jason draws his gun, as we run to house. As I slam the front door open, I see Ben taking off Jaylah's pants. She is not moving, with blood behind her head.

I rush in and grab him off of her. I punch him in the face, and I can't seem to stop. I feel Jason pull me off of him. I stumble back and get over to Jaylah.

I check her, and see that she is still breathing. I pull her into my lap and hold on. I can hear Jason calling for an ambulance, and then calling into the station.

I feel Jaylah wrap her arms around my middle and she starts sobbing. I hold onto her, as if both our lives depend on it.

We lay on the floor like that, holding onto each other. I try to console her, I pull her more into my lap. There is blood everywhere, she must have a big cut in the back. Her nose is bleeding, and I can already see the bruises coming through.

I don't know how many times he hit her, I look over at him. Anger builds in me, that I see red. If it wasn't for the fact that I was holding onto to her, I would go after him again. He looks at us with a sneer on his face. There is so much hate, in his eyes.

Jason grabs Ben and brings him up on his feet. Jason had obviously already handcuffed him, while I was getting to Jay. I watch as he walks him outside, and I hear the sirens getting closer.

"He is gone, love. The ambulance is almost here," I whisper in her ear.

She nods softly on my chest, and I feel her go limp.

I felt Trevan, before I saw him. The familiar smell of him, I knew I was safe. I wrap my arms around him and break down. I hold on for dear life, not wanting to let go, for fear that I'm only dreaming.

I look over to see Ben, in handcuffs. He looks at me, he has murder in his eyes. I know that he would of done just that if it wasn't for Trevan. I don't know what made him come here when he did. I grab a hold of him tighter, not caring why, only that he did.

He whispers in my ear, I have enough energy left to nod and I pass out.