Him

Chapter 3: I wanna go home

I felt the sunlight coming in through the blinds of my room as I woke up from a deep sleep.

I snuggled into my warm, hard but soft pillow and sighed in pleasure. Wait hard pillow? Was there a fucking dude in my bed?

Afraid to look up at who was in my bed, I slowly raised up without turning around. What the shit? I though looking around the room.

This is definitely not my room.

All the memories of what happened yesterday and last night flashed through my head.

So I did the most logical thing I could do in this situation. I screamed. Loud as hell.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you" Jacks said finally waking up. Did he really just ask me that?

"Take me home right fucking now and I'll forget this ever happened and I won't kick your ass" I said slowly backing up towards the bathroom.

"You kick my ass?" He said giggling. "Ha best joke I've heard all morning". That was the first joke you've heard all morning. Dumbass.

I just sat there staring at him while he giggled rolling around on the bed.

Imagine that a big ass, tattooed man rolling around on the bed giggling.

Finally fed up with his child ass I picked up the watch that was on the nightstand by the bed and I chucked it at his head.

It hit him right in his forehead. Score.

His giggling instantly stopped and he looked up with eyes darker than I've ever seen.

Fuck.

I turned around and darted towards the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom and locked the door just as the banging started.

"Jimena open this fucking door right now or your in so much trouble" Jacks growled. Wait he knows my name?

"Oh hell no I'm definitely not opening the door now" I said going to sit in the bathtub.

All of a sudden I heard the door start to crack from the pressure he was putting on the door.

Who the fuck was this dude? Hulk?

Finally he just kicked open the door and I immediately started throwing anything that was in the shower at him.

"I told you open the fuc- What the fuck did you just throw a loofah at me" He said staring at the blue scrub thingy I threw at him.

"Yepp I sure did now get away from me you bi- Hey pit me down you little shit" I yelled as he threw me over his shoulder.

He walked out of the bathroom and out of the room.

Where was he taking me?

We finally reached a giant kitchen with varieties of food all around the table.

Oh my fucking Bob.

Jacks set me down on a chair at the table that looked like it could fit 20 people, and sat next to me.

If he thinks I'm gonna eat any of this delicious looking food he's got another thing coming.

"I hope you know I'm not gonna eat any of this shit who knows if your trying to poison me" I said crossing my arms.

"Eh suit yourself then" He said grabbing a plate and helping himself.

Bitch.

He started scarfing down the food, and moaning about how good it is.

I just raised an eyebrow at him and sat back in my chair.

He sighed and walked to kitchen putting his plate in the sink.

All of a sudden a buff guy with dark skin walked into the room looking kind of nervous.

"What the fuck do you want Alan" Jacks said turning to look at him.

"Well boss man Marissa is at the door demanding I let her in" Alan said grinning at him.

I decided he's gonna be my friend.

As if just noticing I was standing next to Jacks, Alan looked at me and slowly checked me out.

I thanked Bob that I still looked good after not even brushing my hair or teeth after waking up in the morning.

I smirked at him as Jacks face turned red and he glared at Alan.

As Jacks was about to open his mouth to yell at Alan an annoying high pitched voice rang out from the hallway.

"Baby?" A tall skinny girl redhead said coming into the kitchen.

Who the fuck was this bitch?

Jacks groaned and wrapped his arms around my waist putting his face in my neck.

I wiggled trying to get out of his grip. If this bitch doesn't get off of me.

"Who the fuck is this bitch" The redhead screeched glaring at me.

Oh I'm so scared.

I glared right back and was about the slap that dirty look right off of her face but Jacks arms restrained me.

"Marissa what are you doing here I told you not to come back" He groaned into my neck again.

I muffled a laugh as her fake lips pouted at him and she stomped her hooker heels.

"What are you laughing at slut" She said with a smirk on her face.

Did this bitch just?

I elbowed Jacks in the stomach so he loosened his grip on me and I lunged at the hoe.

Jacks and Alan struggled to pull me off of Marissa as I grabbed her by her head and dragged her to the floor.

I punched her in her fake ass face as many times as I can before Alan finally yanked me off.

I kicked legs wildly trying to get out of his arms to finish her.

Marissa cried loudly as she held her broken nose and hair extensions in her hands.

Jacks grimaced as her called out his name to help her up off the floor.

He picked her up by her arm and led her out of the house and he shut the door in her face.

Damn that was shady, but she deserved it for calling me a slut.

"Damn you got hands" Alan laughed as he put me down.

I smirked and bowed and he clapped for me.

I felt two meaty arms pick me up from behind, and start walking towards the room.

"Ya know you could of warned me you were gonna pick me up" I glared at Jacks as he smirked back at me.

"I'll see you later future wifey!" I heard Alan yell from the kitchen.

I felt Jacks tighten his grip around me as I waved back smiling.

We finally got to his room and he shut the door locking it.

Why the fuck was he locking the door?

I started at him wide eyed as he threw me on the bed and stalked towards me.

He crawled up the bed still keeping eye contact with me and stopped when his lips reached my ear.

"Jimena" He breathed sexily in my ear. Jesus Christ.

"Yes Jacks" I said back my voice getting husky. No Jimena snap out if it dammit.

"Your mine" He said grabbing my arms and pinning my arms above my head.

Oh fuck.