Innocent ✔️

Fifty six

Anastasia's point of view

"This is all my fault." His voice. It was his voice the first voice to hear when I woke up. I blinked looking around, no one was close to me, not even him.

I gulped, was I still in Jonathan's house? Am I still under him? Am I still the weak girl that got raped? No, no Jackson is here.

"It isn't your fault your brother is an un-brained fucker!" Jess's voice answered Jackson. At least I wasn't alone anymore. "I would have killed him if I had a gun, not even joking." She boomed.

"Trust me, this is like one of my plans right now. As soon as I make sure she's okay, he's going to be the one fucking begging me not to blow his brain out."

"Let's just focus on Ana guys. I don't know exactly what he did to her. All I know is that I got in the room, found her naked and drugged." Nina said.

"He drugged her and forced her." Jackson's disgusted voice rang in my ear making me wince, remembering exactly what happened to me.

"Ana?" I heard them three run toward where I was laying and the first eyes I saw were Jackson's. "Hey baby." He softly smile then sat next to me. He bought my head and left it on his chest then started to rub my back. "It's okay baby, you're safe now." He said again, trying to comfort me. I shut my eyes tight, clutching his shirt in my fits, scared I would open my eyes to see Jonathan still on top of me, pinning my hands on top of my head, moaning and groaning at how good he was feeling. "Stop shaking Ana," he murmured. "Please." His voice cracked at the end of the sentence making me feel like I'm the reason of his emotional side to take over him. I could hear it in his voice that I'm hurting him by shaking, something I didn't even know I was doing.

"We will leave now. Take care of her Jacks." Nina said then I heard footsteps walking away then a door getting shut making me startle in Jackson's arms.

He tightened the hug and rubbed my hair. "It's okay, it's just the door. You're here with me baby. Nobody will ever touch you again."

Hearing his voice hurt me even more that I was already hurt. Jackson hates to show anyone his vulnerable side and showing it to me shows me just how much he can't hide it. I sighed trying to calm down. At least it was over and I'm here laying in his arms. I felt safe again, I felt like nobody could ever reach me to hurt me. I felt hurtless in his arms.

"I'm sorry." I shut my eyes tight when I heard my voice, it sounded awful. I regret even opening my mouth and talked.

"For what?" He softly asked, his fingers still running in my hair, calming me more than I ever thought it could calm me.

"For picking to leave with him than stay with you. I should have known better." My voice cracked and I gulped, trying to push the bill that blocked my throat and threatened me to let go of the tears I was holding back.

"You didn't know." He said. I didn't answer, not knowing what to say anymore. Also, I felt so weak to talk, all I wanted to do was lay in his arms and relax again. "How are you feeling?" He asked breaking the silence.

"Good." I lied. Sort of. At least, I felt better than I felt a few hours ago. Days? I don't even know for how long I've been sleeping.

"Don't lie to me." He whispered but I perfectly heard him.

"I'm not." I whispered, not wanting to hear my voice anymore.

"Does your body hurt?" He said, pushing my head a little to the back so my eyes could meet his. As if he was seeing if I was lying to him. I closed my eyes, just couldn't keep them open and watch his red ones looking at my own. I sighed and nodded. I knew I couldn't lie. I felt so weak, so vulnerable. Every inch of my body hurts that I couldn't decide if I am more hurt psychologically or physically. "Do you want to take a bath?" He gently pushed the hair that fell on my face behind my ears.