Hörny Boss

Chapter 28

WRITER'S POV

It's true, she's enraged. Vera knew it was foolish to be furious at him and still wait expectantly for him to come to share her bed.

She had heard them yelling at each other, Jack and Monica, and the only thing that proved to the world that they had made love and memories as man and woman, Tim.

She almost gave up waiting for him when she heard him go into his bedroom and she didn't expect him to come into her room after she heard him slam his bedroom door.

It would have been all right if she stayed angry with him, but her heart skipped a beat when he closed the door and took refined steps towards her.

"It's probably a wrong idea to come disturb you! Darn it!" He swore and slowly turned to leave.

Hasn't she constantly reminded him that she keeps her promises to people? Even if for the fact that she's doing it for a huge sum of money that would bring her closer to achieving her greatest dreams.

She can't wait to hold that money and go fight for what rightfully belongs to her. And she just read emails from Hannah.

How sweet of him to visit her friend so they could talk. He did convince Hannah that he meant no harm to her, and she believed him enough to reach out to her first when they were having issues.

"Stay with me," She couldn't deny the plea in her voice.

Was she too desperate? She doesn't give a damn about how she sounded anymore! If she still had some dignity and self-respect, she wouldn't have accepted to do something like this in the first place, no matter what.

He stayed with her. He cuddled up with her in bed. He switched the bedside off for them to sleep, but it was far from their eyes as they lay down quietly in the dark and listened to their heartbeats.

His right hand was around her waist, his fingers caressing the small of her back, his eyes closed, but he couldn't drift off to sleep as he expected.

Her heart beat faster than usual, and she found it strange because she had been more than intimate with him and had been able to be in control of her heartbeats and every part of her respiratory system until now.

Jack thought she was asleep when she grew quiet; he switched the bedside lamp on and found out she was fully awake; she licked her lips, gazing at his mouth invitingly.

He swallowed hard and ran his thumb over her wet lips. "I'm sorry for prying into your life and messing things up for you. It's all my fault for disrupting your perfect life. You don't deserve to be treated this way,"

She smiled warmly. "My life… has never been anything close to perfect. I have gotten used to shabby treatments and I have been barely shambling through life,"

"Everyone has a story. History makes a man. Our pasts shouldn't be used to judge us but the outcome of our lives after. Life is not always a bed of roses, there has to be a thorn that we fight, and I'm here for you if you are willing to tell me everything that has been bothering you and all that has happened to you in the past,"

"I was like an outcast to my parents. I was that bridge holding them together which needed to be removed at all cost. They didn't hide how much they hated me," she started crying.

Jack kissed her tears away. He didn't want her to stop; this was the first time she'd opened up to him willingly, and he didn't want to do anything to make her stop.

"Jack, I thought I'd forget everything, but it keeps popping up in my head and the pains come back again. The feeling of rejection and…" she choked and buried her face in his nightwear to weep.

"Could you believe that they divorced and went their separate ways and none of them took me in? They didn't care about me. They never wanted me!"

She told him how Hannah, who was older than her, talked to her parents about her and they took her in, but she thought her mother must've forgotten about her because she was angry, so she looked for her.

When she found her, she stayed with her even when she made it clear to her that she was trying to move on, and Vera wasn't part of her plans anymore because she's a reminder of the man she hates with passion.

"She already had a boyfriend when I found her; they lived together, and I didn't exist with them for six months," she added in tears.

Her mother's boyfriend had started touching her whenever her mother wasn't around and she tried to talk to her mom about it, but she never listened or cared.

"Don't ever disturb me about that shit again! If you are tired of staying here, get out, after all, I never invited you to come stay with me!" Her mother had warned her to leave and never appear in front of her ever again.

She remembered how that guy fingered her every night and broke her virginity against her will, automatically turning her into a nymphomaniac.

Vera omitted that part and the part where she fûcked a random guy when she was forcefully taken to a foster home. She was too young to think about protection and had gotten pregnant at that young age, even the doctor was afraid of helping her abort the pregnancy or deliver when it was due.

How would she say that to Jack? That she was a crazy girl who didn't hesitate to fûck anything in pants. What would he think of her? He's no different from her, but he's a man and she's just a woman. She can't have him think less of her.

It doesn't matter anyway. In three days, they will part ways and never come across each other again.

"Vera, did that guy do anything to you?" He asked worriedly when she suddenly became quiet.

"Story of my life, very heartbreaking. Jackson, you don't wanna hear about it. I hate to talk about it too." She murmured.

Before he could ask her another question, she pressed her lips on his, climbed on top of him, and threw the bed sheets over them.