Stitches

Chapter 47 'Family reunions'

For a moment I asked myself where I went wrong and how I ended up here.
I'm currently hiding behind a counter, in an old, crusty diner owned by Jerome's uncle, Zachary Trumble. I didn't even know Jerome had any living relatives left, and something tells me after this he won't have any left.

"I swear if I hear from that little weasel again his screams it what you'll be hearing," Jerome's uncle spoke with the cops, giving a very convincing act for someone who is very close to death.
After a few minutes, the cops left and I stood up from behind the counter, keeping a grip on my gun.
"Jesus there's a lot of gum under here," Jerome said as he came out from under the table, "Good thing cops didn't check under the table." I sat next to Jerome on the almost sticky booth.

"That's gotta be a health code violation or something," I watched in disgust as he threw a piece of old gum in his mouth. "Gross," I said, taking a napkin and forcing him to spit out the gum on it.

After that, Jerome forced his uncle make him soup, for whatever reason, I just sat there guarding him, waiting for him to do something dramatic. He turned on an old radio, snapping his fingers to the beat and walking over to the three soups that sat on the bar table.

"Too cold," he said as he dipped his finger in the first one, moving on to the next one he did the same thing.
"Ah! Too hot," I rolled my eyes waiting for something to happen, going onto the third soup, he said, "Just right."
"Alright, goldylocks, make your point," I said, Jerome kept talking to his uncle, I walked around the old diner, an eerie feeling came over me, something didn't seem right.

Before I knew it there was a gun to my head, the same guy choked Jerome with his other hand, doing it with ease. His uncle went over to one of the soups, heating it up in the microwave until steam was leaving its plate.

The soup finished in the microwave, his uncle grabbed it and as the man held Jerome down, his uncle started pouring hot soup down Jerome's throat. I tried getting the man to let Jerome go but he wouldn't budge, Jerome raised his hand up, telling me to back away.

Then someone broke in, I immediately used my abilities to alter my appearance, noticing that it wasn't just any crook breaking in, it was Bruce. Jerome held a gun against his uncle's head as Bruce fought with the bigger man.

"Too bad we don't have anymore soup," Jerome said. We both looked over and saw a bucket with the words 'bleach' written on. I looked back at Jerome and he gave me a soft nod,"Pass the bucket darling," he said. Without hesitation I walked over to the bucket, taking it in my hands and opening it, I passed him the bucket.

"Thanks doll," he said, giving me a flirtatious wink as he took the bucket from my hands.
"Here comes the airplane," Jerome said as he held the bucket up towards his uncle, his uncle cowered in fear, until he gave Jerome what he wanted to know.

"Got it... Nope, lost it, right it down," Jerome said, I passed him a pad of paper and a pen, his uncle wrote down what Jerome needed. We were going to leave but then Jerome stopped me and turned around, "Oh I forgot something," Jerome said, raised his arm and shot his uncle straight through the head.

Looking back at Bruce he said, "Boy billionaire Bruce Wayne, my savior," Jerome said. "Who would've known," He said.

"Y'know with Uncle Zack, the beatings just never stopped and nobody helped... Which makes me think... What the hell's wrong with you?" Jerome explained, bursting out in laughter, mocking Bruce, I waited for us to leave but then someone whipped the gun out of Jerome's hand.

We both looked back and saw Selina, standing there, she looked angry.
She picks up the gun and points it at Jerome, "Selena don't," Bruce says,
"C'mon, She's not that kind of girl," Jerome said. Clearly you don't know her...

I pulled out my gun, pointing it at Selina, Jerome wrapped his arm around my waist, making me lower the gun. A few moments passed and Jerome grabbed my hand and forced me to run with him, taking the car that we stole and driving away.

"You never told me about that thing, the whole thing with your uncle," I said, Jerome kept his eyes on the road and sighed. "My mother's family wasn't exactly the best," He said, I placed my hand on his leg, in a comforting way.
"We could've dealt with them from the beginning, why didn't you tell me?" I asked, "Something is always happening to us, either we're arrested, shot, arrested, or someone dies, besides, it wasn't that important," He said.

He pulled into the driveway of our house, I could see the babysitter starting to gather her things and leave.
Me and Jerome got out of the car and went in the house, "It is important, to me it is," I continued.

He didn't answer, instead he went upstairs and I heard the faint noise of the shower turning on. I sighed and walked upstairs, throwing my jacket on the bed and flopping on the bed.
"You comin'?" I heard from the bathroom, I sat up and saw Jerome standing next to the doorframe, naked.

I couldn't help looking him up, he had a cocky smirk on his face as he stared at me. I didn't hesitate to get up and take off my clothes, following him to the bathroom. He closed the door behind me and pinned me against the wall.

I could feel his hot breath against my neck. A shiver ran down my body as he placed a kiss on my neck, I gasped as he bit my skin softly.
I wrapped my hands around his neck, he stared into my eyes, his hand trailed up my body, stroking my breasts before wrapping itself around my neck.

"So beautiful, I wonder what it takes to break you," He whispered, his other hand trailed down to my core, my breath hitched as he rubbed circles around my clit. I moved my head back as I arched my body, he forced my neck down, "I want you to look at me," Jerome said, forcing me to look at him as he played with my pussy.

He leaned towards me, placing a kiss on my lips and parting my lips with his tongue. I gasped as he inserted his fingers inside me, he tightened his grip around my throat, his tongue still dancing with mine. I could feel my legs start to shake under his touch.
He let out a deep chuckle and said, "Look at you, so weak for me."

I could feel the heat on my cheeks, I tried hiding my face or looking away but he kept my face in place.
"What did I say?" He asked, I swallowed hard and replied, "To look at you."
He nodded and said, "Are you gonna be a good girl for daddy?"
I nod softly and he keeps fingering me, harder but keeping a good pace.
I could feel his thumb tracing circles around my clit and a shiver ran down my spine.

I couldn't help the moans that escaped from my mouth. "That's it baby, let me hear you," He whispered against my neck. I could feel his cold tongue tracing down my neck as I moaned.
"I'm close, daddy," I said as I felt myself tighten against his fingers.
"Cum for daddy, baby," he said, I could feel his bulge rubbing against my thigh.

He kept fingering me, hitting my good spot everytime. I could feel a warmth overcoming my body, knots were tying themselves in my stomach. Until they finally released, I gripped onto his shoulders as I came on his fingers.

He slowly pulled his fingers out and brought them up to his mouth, licking them and then smiling.
"My wife," he said, placing both hands down on my waist.
"I'm not done with you just yet..."