The Mating Rights

Chapter 19

Taya's POV

   Jesse is looking at me not saying a word. He's guilty and he fucking knows it. 

   "Babygirl, I swear-" he starts.

   "Don't you dare call me babygirl or babydoll or princess or any of that shit right now", I yell at him.

   "It's not what you think. Just let me explain", he comes around the desk pleading with me. 

   "What do you mean it's not what I think? You had sex with her. I knew you had a past but you've had sex with the girl that has been treating me like crap and you let me walk around thinking it was something I did. You fucked her and then let us all sit in a room together while she was wearing a fucking sports bra and basically fucking underwear in here. And you guys were alone before that. Are you fucking bonkers", I scream at him putting my hands on his chest to push him back towards the desk. 

   "It was before I ever knew you existed baby, I swear we haven't done anything since. I would never hurt you like that", he tells me trying to hold my hands. 

   "Stop touching me, you lie. You're a liar Jess. You say you'd never hurt me but you lied to me. That fucking hurts", I take a deep breathe, "when was the last time"?

   "Babe she means nothing to me", he pleads trying to hold on to me physically. 

   "But you still touched her and then purposely omitted that from me when I asked you about her. You're a liar. I don't trust you", I'm crying so hard I start to hiccup. 

   He keeps trying to touch me. I know that the mate bond will make me weak against him. I can't resist him and he knows it but I need to hold on to this anger. If I don't then I'll be completely crushed. 

   He grabs my hands and pulls them to his face kissing my knuckles. He tries to pull me into a hug and I pull away. I think of all of the women he has touched and think of him and Jasmine touching and kissing. I push him away as hard as possible and choke on a sob. 

   "I love you more than I've ever loved anything in this world", he tells me. 

   "When was the last time you fucked her Jess", I say crossing my hands over my chest so that he doesn't have access to them. 

   "I dunno, maybe about two months ago. I can't remember", he tells me. 

    "So right before you took me", I ask him, my heart breaking clean in two. 

   "I don't know, yeah. I guess-", he states. 

   I'm exasperated, "what, you sleep around so much that you can't even remember when you had sex"?

   He looks at me with tears in his eyes, "please just let me explain. Please don't leave me. I need you. You can't know how much I fucking need you. You are it for me.". 

   "I can't. I just- I gotta go", I tell him then run out of the office. 

   I hear him say shit and grab something then run after me. The elevator doors are closing just as he rounds the corner. I go down to his garage and take a car. I'll find a way to return it later but I just need to get out of here. I open the garage door and race out of there. I have no idea where I'm going. I'm just driving through dirt roads in the forest until I get to a street. I don't have my phone so no GPS. I drive for about 30 minutes then pull off on the side of the road. 

   I burst into tears thinking about Jesse and Jasmine together. I knew she didn't like me and I assumed it was becasue she had a crush on him. Not because they were a thing before I came along. No wonder she hates me. I cry and I feel Jesse trying to push into my mind. Probably to try and figure out where I am. I put up the mental block that Tawny taught me to do. My heart is broken and I'm lost and have no idea where I am. 

   I stay there for probably another hour or so before I turn the key in the ignition and get back on the road. I'm driving and driving and suddenly I see the highway that I took to get to California from my home in Colorado. I jump on and drive back to my aunt's house. I know that she'll probably have questions but I don't really feel like talking to anyone. 

   When I get there I have to knock on the door because my garage door opener is in my car. Richard opens the door. I look at him; he can tell something is off. 

   "Please don't ask", I say on a coked sob. 

   "Okay", he tells me and pulls me inside. He closes the door and hugs me tightly. I loose it all over again and sob into his shirt. It reminds me of when my dad used to comfort me when I was a little girl and would hurt myself. That thought of my dad makes me cry even harder.

   After a few minutes my crying turns into sniffles and I'm wiping at my eyes. I tell Richard thank you and walk up to my room. I go right to bed not even taking off my clothes as my silent tears lull me off to sleep.