No Time

Chapter 32

Eventually I woke up expecting to be back in my bed, but instead found myself laying on a couch in Jasper's airplane.

"Jasper?" I called out, confusion taking over my voice.

"I'm right here Clara," he responded from a seat next to the couch.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"That's a surprise," he said. "But one that I think you'll find very pleasant."

I simply nodded and leaned back into my seat as I was hit by an intense headache.

I looked down at my dress and immediately started hyperventilating when memories from the night before came flooding back to me.

"Clara!" jasper exclaimed in surprised when he noticed my hyperventilating. "Clara what's wrong?"

"This dress," I gasped. "I need to get out of this dress."

I proceeded to start pulling at the dress, frantically trying to get it off of me as Jasper immediately reached for an overhead bag which he pulled a t-shirt and boxers from.

Somehow I finally managed to undo the zipper and yank the dress from my skin, to worried about getting the dress off of me to care that I was now more than half naked in front of Jasper.

"Uhhh this is all that I can get my hands on right now," he explained a he handed the clothes to me, a blush rushing up to his cheeks when he saw how indecent I was at the moment.

I immediately grabbed the clothes from his hands and put them on as fast as I could, sighing in content at the comfort I felt not being in that horrid dress anymore.

"Are you ready to talk about what happened?" Jasper asked softly, unsure of how I would respond.

"I- I don't know," I stuttered, unsure of whether or not I felt comfortable with anyone knowing what happened.

"That's okay," he nodded.

We sat in silence for a while as I fought the overwhelming urge to cry, until I decided to finally break the silence with my need for comfort at that moment.

"Jasper?" I called out with a shaky voice.

"Yes?" He answered sending a concerned look my way.

"C-could you hold me?"

"Are you sure you're okay with me touching you?" He questioned.

"Yes, I'm sure," I nodded.

With that he immediately got up from his seat and proceeded to pick me up and bring me into his arms, allowing me to wrap my legs around him and burry my face in his shoulder.

He gently placed a kiss on the side of my head and began to rub calming circles on my back, immediately making me feel the safest I've ever felt around any man.

"Jasper... i-if I tell you what happened, you have to promise you wont think any less of me," I mumbled.

Jasper gently pulled my head off his shoulder so that I was looking him in the eyes.

"Clara, I promise you that I will never think less of you."

"Thank you," I whispered, before proceeding to tell him the story of what had quickly turned into the worst night of my life.

Jasper's POV:

I felt my blood boil as Clara told me the story of the night before and I immediately knew that the next time I saw that bastard I wouldn't be able to keep myself from punching a hole through that mans face.

"Clara you need to report this to the police," I told her after she finished telling me the whole story.

"I can't," she immediately protested. "I don't want anyone to know about what happened, I can't have anyone know what happened."

"But then he's just going to get away with it," I argued.

"No Jasper, you don't get to argue with me on this," she demanded. "I feel disgusting and trashy and worthless and the world has access to every other aspect of my life and they're not going to get access to this part."

"Okay, if that's what you want," I nodded, her words weighing down my heart. "But Clara, you're not disgusting or trashy or worthless. You're beautiful and kind and more important than you know."

"Thank you Jasper," she grinned through her tears, hugging me tightly and tucking her head back into my shoulder, making my heart flutter in ways it's never fluttered before.

With that we both fell into silence and I soon heard the sounds of her even and calm breathing, indicating that she had once again fallen asleep.

Instead of putting her down to sleep on the couch so I could return to my work for the rest of the plane ride I found that I couldn't bring myself to let go of her. So I situated myself on the couch so that I was lying down on my back and Clara was comfortably sleeping on my chest.

As I watched her sleep my heart began to feel like I was going to burst with affection for this girl, and I found myself wishing that I could spend every moment of my life with her in my arms, and that scared me, because I knew in that moment I knew that if she asked me to, I would give up everything I've ever worked for just to make her happy and spend the rest of my life with her.

Which is exactly why I haven't told her how I feel.