Falling in Love with the Unlovable (Its life sequel)

Chapter 9- Bringing up the past

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~Bri:):):):):):P

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I stopped crying ten minutes ago but Jasper is still holding me. Not saying anything, just holding me. That's what I needed. I didn't want to be told lies. It was then that Jasper's quiet words came back to me;

"I'm not going to say it's 'o.k.' or 'you'll be fine.' because no one can really know that it is going to be alright. But I do promise you this; I will be here for you, trying my hardest to make it be fine. I'm sorry Sam, so,so, sorry."

I didn't want anyone else's pity, but I knew he wasn't giving me any. When he said sorry he doesn't mean he feels bad for me like everybody else. It means he understands. Understands how it feels like to be used. How? I don't know, but I'm planning on finding out. Just then, a rain drop fell. More followed and it didn't take long for us to jump up as it started pouring. Jasper took the keys to my truck from my hand and tried the engine again. This time it started. He gently pushed me towards the door so I could climb through to the passenger seat. I wouldn't move.

"No way, this is my truck." I protested, attempting to grab the keys. He easily moved them and sighed impatiently before just picking me up and tossing me into the seat. I bounced a few times then turned my head to glare at his amused face. I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest, but a smile still slipped onto my face.

As we pulled into my driveway the rain was getting worse, you couldn't see three feet in front of you.

"You should come in until the storm stops." I said quietly, as I opened up the car door and sprinted to my porch. Jasper followed suit and handed me my keys so I could unlock the door. I lead him upstairs and walked into my brothers room, grabbing a black v-neck and some jeans, tossing them to Jasper, who caught them easily.

"You can use the shower right down the hall if you want." I said in the same voice, avoiding all eye contact. I quickly walked across the hall to my room, grabbing some of my own clothes and jumping into my own shower.

why did I tell him

I thought to myself as the hot water relaxed my aching muscles. It just slipped out, every time I look into his shining emerald eyes everything just caves. It feels like I can't hold anything from him, and if I do I feel extremely guilty. I sighed and shut the water off, drying myself off and sliding on a pair of sweat pants and a tank top. Hearing my phone buzz I opened up a new text from my mom

hey sweetie me and dad aren't gonna be home until tomorrow afternoon love you xxx mom

I sighed then went downstairs. Then I walked past Jasper who was standing by the doorway to the kitchen awkwardly.

"You can sit down." I muttered as I walked past him. He grabbed my arm,

"Look at me." He said softly. It was strange how soft his voice sounded as he said those words. Like he was talking to a frightened animal. I slowly turned around and met his gaze but dropped as soon as I looked into his eyes. He sighed and lightly gripped my chin, lifting my head slightly. "Please." He whispered. I reluctantly made my eyes meet his and stay there. He gave me a small sad smile.

"You don't have to hide from me you know." He said. I shrugged and looked down again. "Come here." He said, tugging on my arm and leading me over to the living room. Sitting down on the couch and pulling me next to him. He turned his head to look at me, "Want to talk about it?" He asked.

I gulped and slowly nodded. "I-it was about three years ago." I began and cleared my throat as my voice cracked. I took in a quivering breath. I felt Jasper grab my hand and give it a reassuring squeeze. I turned and gave him a grateful smile before continuing.

"I was walking to the small convenient store near my house. My mom asked me to go pick up some bread and a gallon of milk since our car broke down. It was drizzling rain but not too bad. I quickly walked into the little store and made a beeline towards the back where the milk was located before going a few aisles down to where the bread was. I headed over to the cashier and handed him the needed amount of money than walked back out into the chilly night. It was raining harder now, causing me to pull up the hood on my sweater but to no use. It soaked right through.

I decided to take the short cut home so I wouldn't be out in this weather. I didn't feel like catching a cold. As I walked through the alley way a bad feeling settled in my stomach but I ignored it and continued the route back. I got about halfway through when suddenly I was pulled to the side, into a different alley. I tried to scream but whoever it was out his hand over my mouth and I felt something cold press against my head.

"Stay quiet and I won't hurt you as bad." A gruff voice ordered. I nodded my head in fear of him killing me. He laughed, "Good girl."  Then slowly moved his hand away before spinning me around and pressing me into the wall. His lips savagely attacked my skin. My lips, my neck, everywhere. After a minute or two of me silently crying and him kissing me forcefully, he ripped my sweater, then my shirt. By now sobs were wracking threw my body but he just chuckled and continued to assault me. I clamped my eyes shut and begged this to just be a dream, but it wasn't. That was the night I lost my first kiss, my virginity, and my self dignity.

I met Zeek a few months later. He helped put me back together, then tore me back apart."

I didn't know I was crying or shaking until I opened my eyes once I finished. That night flashed through my mind as I recalled it and told it to Jasper. I carefully took a peak at Jasper and was surprised to see his jaw clenched and his hands balled into fists. He looked over at me and caught my eye. I watched as his face softened then froze when his arms enveloped me in a warm hug. He pulled me to his side and after the shock wore off I wrapped my arms around his waist and melted into the hug.

Shock once again came over me as I realized that I was hugging Jasper Quinn and wasn't having a panic attack. I wasn't scared of him anymore. I smiled a little at that.

"Good, I don't want you to be scared." Jasper chuckled. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as I realized I said that out loud.

"Did they find him." He whispered after a moment of comfortable silence. I stilled for a second then nodded my head.

"Good." He said quietly, wrapping his arms tighter around me. I slowly started to get drowsy. Looking up at the clock I saw it was about 9:00pm.  I figured Jason was over Chad's. I was exhausted. I felt myself gently being picked up and carried upstairs before being placed in my soft bed. He was about to leave but I lightly grabbed his arm. He turned back to look at me. I slid over to the other side then gave him my best half-awake puppy dog face I could muster. He gave me a lopsided smile and rolled his eyes before climbing in. I turned over onto my other side so my back was facing him. I couldn't be alone tonight and I knew he understood. I loved how I didn't even have to tell him but he just knew. My heart stopped as I felt myself being pulled into his solid chest.

"Sweet dreams fish girl." He murmured. I smiled slightly then fell asleep, and I swear I've never felt safer than I did right then.

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BOOM! I'm all like 'awwww this so cuuute!'  So what are your thoughts? Some might not think this is very realistic because they went from fighting to cuddling but I assure you it's not gonna be that easy ;) Be on the look out for more bumps along the way!

Dare: I dare you to... Make up a song about fried pickles and sing it to your teacher.

~Bri:):):):):):))))