(Heyyyy, I'm back bitches!!!)
💁🏽 Natasha 💁🏽
I woke with a pain in the pit of my stomach. I sat up groaning. I knew this pain-every girl did. I found my feet and trudged to the bathroom to clean myself.
I knew I'd have to tell Jayceon, he'd probably freak out if he pulled my trousers down and found blood.
"Jay?" I sighed, walking downstairs with my hand on my stomach. He was sat on the couch with a couple of his guys. He met my gaze and raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "It doesn't matter, you're busy." I smiled sheepishly.
"Nah, what is it girl?" He stood up.
"Have you got a hot water bottle?"
"Fuck, now that's an awkward question." He rubbed his brow as he walked into the kitchen. I tried not to giggle when he hit his head off of a shelf. He searched for almost twenty minutes until he pulled out a plain red, fluffy hot water bottle. His eyes checked the door before he walked over and lifted my chin, "Are you okay?"
I nodded, gazing up into his eyes.
"Are you sure? Why'd you need this?" He asked.
I felt my cheeks burn, "Just girl problems. I don't need to go into depth."
I watched with amusement as his own cheeks burnt,"Do you need anything?"
I shook my head.
"How about I kick these niggas out and make sure you're looked after properly?"
"That'd be nice." I smiled.
He nodded and walked out of the kitchen. I boiled the kettle and filled my hot water bottle. It felt warm against my stomach, and I knew that the pain would soon numb.
"They're gone," Jay said, leaning against the door frame. "I've put some blankets on the couch, what film d'you wanna watch?"
I shrugged, going on my tiptoes into the cupboard, "Jay, where'd you keep your Nutella?"
"Away from you." He sniggered, reaching onto the highest shelf and passing me heaven in a jar.
I grabbed a spoon and went to the living room. I waited for Jay to sit down before I sat between his legs. I pressed the hot water bottle against my abdomen and spoon fed myself Nutella. I felt Jay's strong arms wrap around me as he pulled the blanket around my body. He planted a soft kiss on my temple and turned the TV on.
I felt safe.
🔫 Jayceon 🔫
She felt so small in my arms, so fragile, but she fitted against my body perfectly. It was like she was meant to be there.
"Are you hungry?" I said whilst pressing my lips against her temple.
No reply.
"Nat?"
I shifted slightly to check her face. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing softly. I smiled softly and wrapped the blanket more around her body and caressed her cheek as she slept.
She was perfect in every way.
I felt myself falling.
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His Dirty Little Secret//Jayceon Taylor, The Game
FanfictionNatasha started as a drug runner for Jayceon Taylor, a gang-Lord, when she tries to run Jayceon comes to punish her. Taking one look at her he realises the state she's in, she's been beaten and sexually abused. He takes her home to fix her up, but...