Proving Our Love

Chapter 15 - I Need to Know

* Issy's POV *

Jordan left after dinner yesterday. He said that he thought he should be in his hotel for the rest of the day. I suppose he wasn't feeling well. I was just secretly thankful that meant he might not come over today.

I just got changed, I was now finishing up my breakfast dishes. Being alone in this apartment could get lonely sometimes. So I always tried to keep myself busy now and then. Although, I hadn't been alone for the past several days. So I was thankful that for right now, I got a bit of a break from my unwanted company.

I walked into the living room, beginning to dust off the coffee table when the doorbell rang. I looked at my phone, seeing it was 10:40 a.m. I guess I wouldn't get a break from Jordan. I set the dust rag on the table, running my fingers through my hair. Guess I thought too soon. I wiped any dust that might of gotten on my hands off on my pants, as I got ready to open the door.

I opened it, looking up, expecting to see Jordan, and unfortanetly, it was him. I let him in, closing the door behind him.

" Why does it take you so long to answer the door?", he asked, throwing his bag on the couch. I pushed it off the couch, and he set it back, walking into the kitchen. I rolled my eyes.

" Jordan! Seriously!? You have no freakin respect!", I yelled, walking into the kitchen behind him.

" Then don't push it off, simple", he said shrugging as he grabbed a case of cookies from the basket on the counter.

" Then don't put it on the couch, simple!"

" Are these gluten free? I'm trying to watch what I eat, he asked, walking back into the living room.

" Oh my gosh your so fucking annoying! You just love to piss me off! This isn't your house you know, get some manners!", I said. He put the cookies down, and stood up to face me.

" Im sorry Issy, could you PLEASE tell me if these cookies are gluten free?", he asked smirking. I frowned, puffing air through my nose. He pinched my cheeks.

" Your so cute when your mad, it's okay I'll just eat vegetables later", he responded, sitting back down. I rolled my eyes, giving up even bothering with him as I continued to clean, except now in the kitchen, away from the annoying pest.

I spent an hour cleaning in there, I had just started cleaning around the fosset when I heard footsteps behind me.

" Im busy Jordan", I said. But there was no answer. I then felt hands grip my waist, forcefully turning me around against the counter. I was about to scream but the hands covered my mouth. I wiggled in his hold, becoming really scared.

" Shhhh, don't scream baby", Jordan said, taking his hands off of my mouth. He was so close to me that I could smell his breath.

" You've been drinking , haven't you? That's what was in your bag, you brought alcohol into my house", I said. He laughed shaking his head, pushing me against the counter harder, I winced, feeling the sharp edge of the table against my lower back.

" Yea, I have been, and it was good. But I want something better, so I came here, for you", he said smirking as his face got closer to mine. I pushed his face away from me, trying to pull his hands away as well.

" Jordan your drunk, please let me go", I said shakily, God please don't let this happen again, please.

I closed my eyes as he laughed in my face again, whispering, his words beginning to slur.

" Maybe I don't want to, Ive been wayyyy too patient with you Issy don't you think?", he asked, I could feel his hands running up and down my thigh.