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Chapter 20: The Nerve

We didn't move from the living room floor. I guess it would have taken too long to go up to my room.

I could feel every kiss and every lick from him. My body felt as if it was burning from the things he was doing to me. His hands kept my legs spread open for him while his head was in between them. Every lick was sending me closer and closer to the edge.

"Jesus Harry." I croaked. My mouth was dry. I had been moaning uncontrollably the entire time.

His tongue disappeared from me and I could feel his small kisses as they trailed up my body. I was getting lost. He kissed my cheek and then pecked my lips the sweetest way he could possibly kiss. "Are you sure?" He asked just like the first time.

I nodded as I tried to patiently wait for him to start doing what ever he wanted to do to me.

There was a knock on the door. It startled me since it was so damn late. Who would be here at this hour? I quickly compose myself and cover myself up as I walk to the door. I could hear Harry laughing as I muttered obscenities under my breath. I swung the door open to see Jake. He was leaning up against the mantle side of my porch. He stared at me intently. Oh you've got to be fucking kidding me?! What the hell was he doing here? Is he that stupid?

I grabbed the door and tried to close it but his foot stopped me from doing so. He put all of his weight on the door and it swung up. I stumbled backwards. "Can we please talk?"

"Well you obviously left me with no choice. Make it quick." I crossed my arms letting him know I was serious.

"I'm so sorry Jess. I can't believe I acted that way. I can't believe I said those things and-and I can't believe I-I," he sighed. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened to me."

"Are you done?" I asked with the most non caring voice I carried. I stepped back from him and looked to find Harry who was sitting there on the love seat just staring at us with balled up fists. Well he was staring at me. He couldn't see Jake and Jake couldn't see him.

"I just," he sighed again, "I just wanted to make sure you're okay."

I laughed which obviously dug into him like a sharp knife.

"Right... You know what, forget it. You can forgive him for what he did to you but we fight once and you throw me away." Jake shook his head. "What ever."

I could feel my anger from earlier in the night rising in me again. "Forgive him and can't forgive you? are you fucking kidding me?! Harry might have hurt me in ways no one ever has but not once did he ever do what you did to me. He never put his hands on me like that. No matter what I said to him, he never hit me! You force yourself on me and then hit me and expect me to forgive you? You know what, go to hell asshole. If I see you near me ever again I won't hesitate to break your fucking neck you bastard. Now get the fuck out of my house..now!" I pointed towards the door and watched him process my words. I was about to throw him out when I saw his hand move. "Can you hurry? I've got company."

Jake's head tilted a bit. "He's here isn't he?"

I shrugged. "Yes he's here. He's the only damn man in my life that I can actually depend on to come through when I'm in trouble. Now get the fuck out before I send him in here and have him throw you out? or do you prefer I do it?" I knew how cold my eyes looked. I knew I probably looked as if I would kill him on the spot. I could feel the blood pumping through my body as I tried to calm myself. The nerve this kid had.

He smiled. Jackass. "Fine. Don't come crying to me when he does it to you the second time." He finally moved and turned around.

I watched him as he exited my home. I quickly walked to the door and closed it behind him and this time I locked both the bottom and the top lock and also the chain. Over my dead body will he step in here again. I grabbed my head as I leaned up against the door.

"You okay?" Harry's voice asked. He was leaning on the staircase and watching my face for an expression.

I scoffed and nodded. I swear the guys I date! "Yeah I'm fine."

He smiled. "I thought you were gonna kill him."

"Oh trust me Harold, it crossed my mind." I looked at the clock and gasped. "Oh my God. I need to get to bed."

He straightened himself up. "Okay I'll see you tomorrow then." He almost walked passed me but I stepped in front of him. He stared at me confused.

"Why don't you stay?" I asked.

He raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"You were going to earlier?"

"True."

"I can take care of myself but I'd feel better if I knew you were here."

He smiled.

I held out my hand for him to take, which he did and led him upstairs with me.

I knew that if I let Maria know what happened, she wouldn't think twice before getting a shovel and whacking Jake in the head with it. What a night I've had...

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