Chapter 9: Mates Heal

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Marie's Pov

He is definitely not the person I want to see in this campus and in my room especially on my bed.

I hate his presence and the fact that he is starting to grow on my skin. Gosh, Jaxon surely knows what he is doing to me.

I focus my eyes on him as he sit there on my bed, not taking away his gaze from my bleeding palms. I knit my brow in confusion, wondering for a second, why there is a concern look on his face when earlier he wasn't.

I shook my head in disappointment and heave a frustrated sigh. I am going to faint right now.

"Get out!" I command but he doesn't budge to move.

"Jax-"

"Sit" he said more like he is ordering me to sit my ass down next to him.

Nah not going to happen sir.

"No" I snap back at him, and I stood still in my position.

He let out a long sigh which sound frustrating to me.

"Sit Marie" he order me again with no expression shown on his face.

"Fuck you" I cuss at him with hatred lace in my voice.

I am not the kind of person to swear a lot but my mate is making me said these horrific words.

"Get the fuck out of my goddamn room Jaxon" I strictly told him.

"Damn it Rie sit your fucking damn ass down or you won't like the result," he whisper yell at me.

I scoff and shook my head no. Jaxon cuss again and he looks as if he is running out of patience.

Like I care.

I mean can't he tell that I want to be alone and take a rest. I already have a mess up day. What does he want now? To add more fuel to the fire?

"Just get-" my words were cut off when he abruptly stood up from the bed, grabbing me by the arm.

I try to push his hands away.

"Don't touch me" I snarl at him but he stubbornly hold onto my arms and drag me towards the bed.

"Let go... You bastard" I say as I struggle to get away from him.

Jaxon firmly hold onto my hands. I keep punching at his chest but my hit were nothing to him.

"Jaxon you're hurting me" I snarl and he pushes me on the bed. Ommpf. I fall on my back.

"No. You're hurting yourself" he says to me, his voice firm yet gentle.

"Motherfada" I cuss at him and try to sit up but he climb up to the bed and hover above me.

His legs on both sides of my thighs locking them in place and his hands holding my bleeding palms above my head.

"Don't you dare move Marie," he warns me and bend down on top of me.

I suddenly remain stiff in my position. Oh my goodness. Don't tell me he's doing what I read and watch that every male lead does to a female when they're in a similar position.

Oh my! How can I switch positions now.

Its impossible to be on top now. Moon goddess I don't think I can escape from underneath him. I thought and immediately close my eyes, hoping that he won't do it.

I hate cliche stuff but it seems like it's happening to me now. I try to shut out those thoughts and calm myself.

"Jax-"

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