Chapter 4

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Unfortunately, in science class, there are tables of two. So I dreaded sitting next to an angry Jake. 

Jake grabbed my hand under the table as soon as I sat down.

"Why were you and that kid holding hand?" he asked with his teeth clenched.

"H-he Um, h-he grabbed m-my hand, but I tried to g-get him t-to let go but he w-wouldn't," I whispered, holding back tears as he squeezed my hand.

"Did you talk to him?" he asked.

"N-no," I whimpered, "B-but h-he talked to me b-but I ignored him."

"Don't lie to me!" he whispered harshly. He squeezed my hand harder, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out.

"O-okay, Okay," I whimpered with tears springing into my eyes, "H-he asked me a question and I-I answered it then I t-told him to leave me a-alone."

"Since you've not only lied to me, you also disobeyed me. You will be punished when we get home" he snarled. I shook from fear and pain. He finally let go of my hand and I immediately rubbed it. The class soon ended, and it was time for lunch. Jake led me to my locker and I put my books away.

"Hey um. You want to sit with me at lunch?" Blake asked suddenly beside us.

"No he doesn't. He's sitting with me, Orphan boy." Jake answered for me.

"I believe that I was asking Taylor, not you, Psycho boy," he responded coldly.

"Fine. Taylor you choose." Jake said, glaring at me.

I shivered at his glare burning into my skin, "S-sorry Blake," I nearly whispered, "I'm going to sit with Jake." I avoided looking into Blake's eyes. I stared down at my feet feeling shame from how easily controlled I felt. Even though Jake gave me a choice, we both know I really had no choice. I already have a punishment later. I don't need another one to add to it.

"Fine," he said then stalked away.

"Come on. Let's go" Jake said pushing me along. He led us outside to a bench under a tree.
"Are we suppose to be out here?" I asked seeing no one else out here.

"Yeah. Don't worry about it" he said then grabbed my neck and smashed our lips together. He forced my mouth open and explored my mouth. I didn't respond until he threaten me so I had to pretend to actually be in to it the whole lunch period. He walked me to my next period which happened to be study hall. So I went into the library and sat in the back while grabbing a book.

"Can I sit here?" I knew it was Blake.

"I guess" I mumbled. He sat in the seat beside me and stared at me while I read my book.

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked annoyed.

"Just wanted to see when and if you were gonna talk to me"

"Oh." I said cracking a slight smile.

"So, Jake Walker huh?" He questioned.

"Oh. No. He's my step brother" I said

"Ohhh. Okay. So why he so possessive"

"Oh He's just protective. I mean I'm young and I'm new here. He's just wants to make sure I'm safe" I lied.

"Why?"

"Just because. Look. I have to go" I said standing up and grabbing my things.

"Wait!" he said grabbing my hand. He took my phone out of my hands and entered his number.

"Call me, if you need to talk. I'll always answer" he said.

I nodded then quickly left the library and went to my third period. Which is history. It was the same as any other period. Finally fourth period. Which was geometry. Luckily, the teacher sat me on the opposite side from Jake.So I didn't have to be near him. Class went by too quickly and it was time to go.

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He drove us home in silence. We went into the house and he went straight to his room. I went to my room and laid down on my bed.

Hopefully he's forgotten about earlier.

"Come with me" Jake said in a serious tone from my door. I slowly climbed out of my bed and followed him to his room. He closed and locked the door. He turned to me with an angry expression.

"Why would you disobey me and lie to me" he asked in a calm voice which scared me.

"I'm sorry. It will never happen again" I pleaded

"Too late now. You'll regret what you've did" he said then grabbed my hair and forced me to the floor. He kicked me in the stomach back to back while I cried out in pain from each blow. He finally stopped then flipped me onto my stomach. I groaned from the pressure put on my ribs.

He pulled my pants and boxers off. Leaving me naked under him.


"What are you doing?" I sobbed

"Shut up" he said

I heard him unzip his jeans and pull his clothing off.

"Please. I'm so sorry" I sobbed harder. He ignore my cries and plea and plunged into me. I screamed from the pain as he slid in and out of me roughly. He kept slamming in me hard, moaning in pleasure while I cried in pain. After twenty minutes of suffering he released inside of me. He pulled out of me and pulled his pants back on.

"Go get in the shower" he said. I slowly and shakenly got up, wincing from the pain. I limped to the bathroom and got into the shower. The warm water helped relaxed my muscles but the pain was still there. I felt his arms wrap around me. I tensed back up, scared of what he might do next. I turned and stared into his green eyes.

"You're so beautiful" he whispered then kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry" he added.

"It's okay" I whispered in his chest as he held me in his arms tightly. It wasn't okay. It will never be okay but moments like these help makes it better.

"I love you" he whispered in my hair.

"I love you too" I whispered back.

How could I love someone who does horrible things to me?

That night, I laid on his bed, in his arms.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked

"Yeah. Sure" he said

"Do you really love me? Because at times I feel like you hate me"

"I could never hate you. I love you with all my heart. You were meant for me" he said stroking my hair.

"Then why do you hurt me?" I whispered

"That's how I show you love. I am the dominate one in this relationship. I just love you too much to lose you so I need you to trust me and my actions" he said.

"I'm sorry" I sighed

"For what?" he asked confused

"For talking to him. He was trying to talk to me so I told him to leave me alone but he wouldn't quit"

"Well I'll get him to back off. I'll kick his little ass"

"No" I blurted. he looked at me crazily.

"I mean. I don't want you to fight because of me. I'll get him to back off, okay?"

"Fine but he better leave you alone"

"He will" I mumbled.

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