My Cinderella Story (Be Mine Again)

Chapter 32

Christian got Kara pregnant and she lost the baby alone. How hurt and lonely she must have felt. Does Christian know? No. There's no way Christian knew. He may be a harsh man, but he knows responsibilities. He would never have tossed Kara and their unborn child aside if he knew.

I let myself cry. But only for a moment. There was three people to save now. Kara is a victim too.

Getting up from the floor, I check under the pillow again to make sure the scissor was still there. If it's me that Jackson want, I'll give him what he deserves.

My bedroom door opens again, and I quickly cover the scissor and sitting down right next to it. Surprisingly, Kara walks in again this time holding a bag. She looked a little shaken up. She walks over and toss the bag on the bed. It was a Subway bag with what looks like a sandwich and a bottle of water in it. Without saying a word she turns to leave.

"Kara. I was used too." She stopped but didn't turn to look at me. "Our parents past away in an accident when Jackson and I were younger. Soon after, I became his bank account. His punching bag. For a very long time, Kara, I was used. I know it's nothing compared to losing a child, but I know how it feels being used and toss over and over again." Kara exhales a shaky breath then left me once again alone. I sigh in defeat.

No more than five minutes later, Jackson comes strolling through the door. He looks freshly showered and dressed casually in a gray t-shirt and black joggers. He almost looks innocent. But lord knows the evil behind that look. He looks to the untouched food on the bed first then to me.

"Not hungry I assume?"

"Very hungry. But I'd trust a starving lion before I trust you."

That statement had him laugh out loud in amusement.

"Very smart my dear sister," he said swiping a tear from his eye.

He leans down and picks up the bag tossing it aside. He then sits down right next to me. I back up into the pillows, easing my hands closer under it.

"What about Jenny? Did you do as you promised?" I asked trying to throw his attention off me.

"She should be eating as we speak. Kara dropped off her food before yours."

Jackson reaches out a hand to touch my face but by instinct I swap it away. A brief anger passes is face but was gone as fast as it came.

"Millie, we had a deal. You come to me willingly in exchange for your friend's comfort. Did you forget? Or should I remind you?"

"Sorry, it was instinct," I quickly apologize.

Once again, he reaches out to touch my face. This time, I held myself back. He pushes back the hair from my face and reveals my neck. His hand then moves to trace whatever marks he had left there from suffocating me earlier. Slowly he brings one finger down my chest stopping right where my robe closes. Using his other hand he pulls the strap of the robe easily untying it. Little by little, he opens my robe. I closed my eyes and bit the inside of my cheek. Patience Millie, patience.

Finally, my robe slipped off my shoulder revealing what little clothing I had on. I heard him suck in a breath and opened my eyes. His gaze was dark, lustful, nothing like Christian's. Without warning, he pushes me down on the bed and buries his face between my head and shoulder lapping at my neck with his tongue. I squealed and moved my arms to push him but he held me down with his own.

A tear slips my eye as Jackson continues his assault. I need to relax I told myself. With a couple of breaths, I let the tension leave my body. His grip on me loosen as he felt the tension gone from my muscle. Testing the water, I slowly place my hands on his back then move it up and down. He allowed the movement, so I press his body harder against mine emitting a satisfy groan from him. From below, I felt his hardness pressed onto my thigh. I had to stop myself from gagging.