Mr. Badass ✔

32 Forced Kiss

Gemma's POV.

Before my thoughts drift too far, Jacob is already walking toward me.

He doesn't seem to be in a good mood, his face dark, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

I follow Jacob to the car. He opens the passenger door for me and I get in.

Once the door is shut, it blocks out the sounds of insects and birds on this summer night, along with the bright and dazzling bar signs.

The atmosphere in the car grows quiet.

Jacob starts the engine but pulls over to the side of the road in less than two minutes.

He suddenly slams the horn, and I almost jump in surprise.

"Are you upset because you lost the game?" I ask quietly.

Men can be like this sometimes, with a strange obsession over winning and losing.

But Jacob turns to look at me, "Just now, were you hoping I'd lose or win?"

"It's just a game, it doesn't really matter," I try to comfort him.

"But you can tell a lot from a game," Jacob says, looking at me intently, his voice a bit weak. "Just like the outcome of that match, there's too big a gap between Luke and me, so you could never accept me, right?"

"That's not the reason," I deny it.

"Then what is it?" Jacob laughs weakly, "You've never seen me as a man. To you, I'm just a boy who hasn't grown up, someone completely untrustworthy. But Luke, he's different. He's mature, strong, he makes you feel safe."

"It's not like that." I deny it firmly.

"Then why won't you be with me?!"

"You're not calm. I'll get out of the car. See you tomorrow."

Just as I reach for the door handle, Jacob grabs me and pulls me back into my seat.

He leans in, forcefully kissing me.

"Hey! Jacob, are you crazy—"

Before I can finish, his kiss silences me.

Suddenly, I'm scared and start to struggle.

Jacob pins my wrists above my head with one hand while his other hand slips inside my collar, grabbing my breast.

I'm like a piece of meat on a chopping board, completely helpless.

But that's not enough for Jacob. He lifts my knee-length skirt, forcibly raising one of my legs. His hand, rough, slides down my skin, grabbing my underwear and yanking it down.

The sudden coldness between my legs makes my eyes snap wide open, and I stare at Jacob. In this moment, I realize he's almost like a stranger to me now, someone I don't even recognize.

I think it's really over for me this time, but in the next second, the door flies open.

A gust of summer wind rushes into the car, followed by the sound of a fist landing hard next to my ear.

I hear Jacob groan in pain, and then I'm being pulled out of the car by someone.

In my shock, I try to open my eyes. Everything I hear is like the buzzing of bees, but I try hard to lift my gaze and lock eyes with Luke.

"Gemma, it's okay. I'll take you home." Luke says, pulling me into his arms, striding forward. In the sweltering summer night, I tremble as I bury my face into his chest.