The one I shouldn't fall for

Betrayal

I'm woken up with my phone vibrating on the wooden bedside table beside me, it's my Mum,
"Rachael! Get up, get showered and get dressed! Jamie will come and get you in 30 minutes! It's time to shop!" She demands before ending the phone call and leaving me a few moments to take in what she's just said over that ten second period of time. Where's Liam? Are you kidding me? Pumped and dumped? Oh my... what a dick. I try to pretend like I don't care and do as I'm told but it keeps playing on my mind, why? Was that all his intentions were? No wonder I usually keep my guard up, it's that accent, it does something to me. After going for a shower, drying and straightening my hair, doing my makeup and choosing what to wear I'm finally ready and go to wait on Jamie in the lobby. My attire for today is a navy jersey diamond print tear bodycon dress with my grey converse, it's a nice day out and luckily my spray tan is still there from the hen night so it's all good. I hear Jamie's horn and head outside, what a beautiful day. I get into the car and he hands me a pair of sunglasses,
"We today are going to act like spy's, we are always good at that" he smiles,
"who are we spying on?" I ask,
"A guy from my work, we have an hour or so to wait until we meet mum at the shop so chop chop" he giggles before we pull out of the bay and are on the road again.
"How was your night with Lauren?" I ask,
"It was good, got a cheeky neck" he smirks, (a neck in Ireland basically means a passionate kiss) "how was your night with Liam?" He ponders,
Fuck. I can't lie to Jamie. "It was good" I reply looking out of the window,
"Good like not bad or good like really good and you fancy him?" He quizzes,
"Of course I fancy him he's a really good guy but I thought he was better" I state and at that point I regret saying the last part of my sentence more than anything, Jamie pulls over at the side of the motorway and is staring at me,
"What happened?" He asks,
"Nothing, why did you stop?" I reply, trying my hardest to change the conversation,
"Rachael? "He demands, I can tell he's getting angry,
"We done it, I woke up, he wasn't there" I state,
If what he was just acting like with me is angry, this is way more. This is fuming. Jamie is now the definition of a raging bull.
"Please don't drive"
"Where do you plan on going?"
"It doesn't matter"
"I only knew him like a day, chill"
After repeatedly telling Jamie to stop and to chill the fuck out we stop at a building site, shit. Jamie jumps out and locks the car door after him but luckily I know how to get out and I ease myself out through the window,
"Jamie!" I shout running after him,
I have never felt so violated in my life, there are so many men watching me right now I feel disgusting,
"What's up Jamie?" A familiar voice asks,
Shit. It's jack.
"Him! That's what's up! You!" Jamie roars,
"Jamie! Get back to the car! It was a mistake!" I shout,
By this time a crowd has formed and I feel horrible, degraded and almost scum like to be standing here in amongst all of these men,
"She won't be like another one of my sluts, you said! You know how much she means to me and you know I didn't want you to go near her but I let you because you're supposed to be a good mate" Jamie roars, I've never seen him this angry, in my six years of knowing him this is a new anger and a new hatred although I can tell that it's not something that's just came up, with Jamie's anger I can tell that it's been building with Liam and me just being the straw to break the camels back.
"Aww mate, I'm so honoured I'm that good a mate you let me shag your sister" he laughs and I just see Jamie lunge for him,
"JAMIE!!!!!" I scream before I feel myself getting lifted and pulled away, "Jamie!! Stop!!" I can't help but start to cry, what the fuck is happening right now?!?!
As I'm placed into the car I notice it was Jack and I start to panic and cry. I can't breathe.
I wake up in the back of the car with Jamie now driving,
"What the fuck?" I ask before sitting up,
Jamie just looks at me in the mirror and smirks,
"he was due it anyway, don't sweat" he laughs,
"How can you find this so funny?" I ask, I look over the seat seeing his cut up knuckles and no other scratch, it's rather funny. "what's his injuries? Tell me"
"Broken fingers, wrist and possibly collar bone. Dislocated shoulder and knee cap with some facial bruising... oh and maybe a few ribs" he states, so naturally.
"You didn't need to do that!" I laugh,
"Rachael, you're my sister! Of course I'm going to do that!" He replies,
"Thanks Jamie! My heads so sore" I state,
"You passed out, Jack started freaking out" Jamie laughs,
"Good" I reply,
Jamie looks at me in the mirror and I know he's going to say something important,
"He's not bad anymore Abbs, he's been off drugs for about three years, not been back in and instead of getting wasted or out his face at every chance he's been hitting the gym. He's not had a serious thing since you and when he saw you the other night he couldn't take his eyes off you. It's still there" he states, I don't know how to take this, is he being serious? What if it's true?
Before I realise we are outside the dress and kilt shop, Jamie quickly tidies up his knuckles with baby wipes he keeps in his glove box and we can head into the shop, it's going to be a long day.
When I get home from the wedding filled day I now know what my dress is like and I can't wait to wear it! I get into my red Santa says relax top which is oversized and arguably the most comfortable thing I own, take off my makeup, tie my hair up and just as I'm about to order some food there's a chap at my door, who can that be? If it's Jamie asking for advice with Lauren I will cry, I'm happy for him but shut up about her already.
I open the door to see the most unexpected person that it could be.
It's jack. Fuck.