Circus Freak » Jerome Valeska [COMPLETED] {EDITING}

Chapter 5: Die and kill for me

Abby tapped her fingers against the wooden table. It was already night time, Abby was eating dinner with her family as both of her parents look at her.

"Not enjoying the food?" Her father ask as he pushed his glasses to closer to his eyes.

Abby gave a faint smile and brought a spoon full of mashed potatoes to her mouth. She didn't expect that they would be home tonight.

"I was wondering," Abby cleared her throat and looked at her mom. "Are you going somewhere tonight?"

"Yes actually, we are going to visit Aunt Rosie. Do you want to come?" Abby suddenly became excited knowing that Jerome would no longer sneak but just get inside her house.

"No...no, I don't feel good tonight. Maybe next time mom." Her mom nods her head as Abby put her plate to the sink.

It was still bad, their maid is here and it would be extremely difficult to let Jerome get in the house without her noticing.

"I'm just gonna go upstairs. I'm really tired mom." Abby lied and walk towards the stairs to her room.

Abby wanted to look perfect for J tonight. She wanted him to know that she was his and he was hers.

Later that night Abby heard her parents car turn as she peaked through the balcony glass doors. They were finally gone and she still had one problem, the maid.

Abby swiped the nude color lipstick across her lips and looked at herself one last time. She'd like to think this was a date, the first actual date with Jerome even though they weren't going somewhere.

She opened her door swiftly and called her maid who came to her service as fast as she can.

"Uhm, I need you to go to the store and buy me some napkins. I ran out." Abby shrugged as she gave the maid the money to buy what she "needed". As the maid left, Jerome was already standing in the front door of Abby's front door.

She opened it and Jerome was dressed up nicely. Abby gave him a smile and let him inside his house.

"Doll," he paused and looked down on Abby. "Home alone again?" He stroke her hair with his fingers as he sent her shivers down her spine.

"I'd do anything just to be with you J." She whispers as he turned his heels. Abby was confused.

"Tell me," He let out. "Would you die for me doll?" He looked at her a devilish grin spread across his face.

"Yes." Abby whispers, a spark on her eyes that made Jerome lustful.

"Would you kill for me?" Jerome walked closer to Abby as he brush his fingers against her shoulders.

"Yes, anything for you J." She replied with a grin.

"That's my baby girl." Jerome rushes to her and smashed his lips to hers. His hand roamed around her body while the other hand intertwined with Abby's hand. She felt helpless but it was good when it came to Jerome. She would let him do that no matter what.

Her other hand snaked across his neck as she pulled him to deepen the kiss that was wonderful and passionate but also lustful.

She loved every second of it, she didn't want his to stop. Soon the kisses were to her neck, then to her collar bone and she moaned in pleasure.

"J?" Jerome stopped kissing her and looked at her deep on the eyes. "I love you." She said as Jerome smashed his lips once again and paused to catch his breath.

"I love you always doll." He replied as he cupped her face with his big hands. He planted a peck on her cheek and sat down on the sofa.

"Our maid will be home shortly J." Abby reminded and sat next to Jerome. She slid her hands to his shirt and massage them.

"I know doll, we'll not let her see us." he reassured as she smiled and pulled him up the stairs to her room. She pulled the bourbon that was under her bed and handed it to Jerome.

"Let's go to the balcony." She said as he walked towards the balcony and lit a cigarette. "You smoke?" Jerome nodded as Abby closed the door so the smoke will not fill her room.

Abby grabbed the bottle of bourbon from Jerome and drink it as she felt her throat burning. Abby handed the bottle to Jerome and wiped her mouth with her hand.

They sat down on the floor and carefully observed the field that was in front of them, the moon the only source of light shone on them. She grabbed the cigar from Jerome and tried it.

It wasn't so bad but her lungs filled with smoke that she almost could not breath. It was her first time doing things like this and it was all because of Jerome.

All she ever wanted and needed.

Abby handed back the cigar and kissed Jerome's cheeks.

"I've been planning something doll." He said turning Abby's gaze back to him.

"What is it J? You know I'll always be there." She pushed her hair behind her ear as Jerome plainly look at her.

"I want to kill my mom."

The air was filled with silence and Abby looked down on the floor. She wanted to hug Jerome, but scared what will happen next.

"Would you help me doll?" Abby didn't answer, her head still down. "Doll?" Abby looked at him.

"Why?"

"You promised doll." He said sternly.

"I-I- I can't J!" She stuttered and still looked down.

"Okay." Jerome replied with a disappointed tone. He really expect more from Abby. Now he's pissed at her that he could kill her.

There was then silence as they Abby continue drinking bourbon and Jerome lighting another cigarette.

"I'll do it." She said quietly. Jerome's face lit up as he hugged her closer to his body, never letting go of her small figure.

He felt this butterflies that floated in his stomach whenever he touch her. It is the most amazing feeling that ever happened to his life and he didn't regret any of it.

He loved her, he was hers and she was his.