JEREMY
My Father fell back against the wooden table,immediately holding his hand over his nose. My mother was straight to his side to assess the damage that I had caused. Was she angry with me-I didn't know and I didn't care! She looked more concerned about the blood that was coming from his nose than anything else.
He's got what he deserved!!
"I didn't mean for things to turn out this way.."My Father was looking at me whilst rubbing his face with a white handkerchief."I didn't do this to hurt you,Son."
"Bullshit you fucking didn't!"I roared,at him."You wanted to get me back for all the shit that I pulled in the past-For all the times that you had to clean up after me."
VANESSAI looked at the bouquet of Roses in my hands,feeling a little hopeful until I saw the name on the card. They had just been delivered to the studio,and that gave me hope that Jeremy had changed his mind about us being apart. But No! His name wasn't on the card...Michael's was,in big black ink. What a slap in the face it was. How did he even know where I worked anyway?I crossed the room towards the tiny red bin in the corner and I threw the flowers inside. It was that type of bin that was so small it would only hold 3 to 4 items. The flowers were on top of a half eaten blueberry muffin and two take out coffee cups.
VANESSA Both of his hands were on my hips moving my body in a rhythm. He was enjoying the view from below while I bounced on his disco stick. In the air I could smell freshly baked pastries from the bakery just below my apartment. Mmm... Maybe afterwards, I thought to myself. After a workout like this, I deserved a pastry smothered in chocolate, we've been going at it for a good twenty minutes now. Beads of sweat had slipped down between my breasts and all at this point. The sex was good, despite the many distractions that surrounded me. Like the noise of the outside world coming through my opened bedroom window. It was summertime too which meant windows being open was a necessity. I was practically melting, especially during the act itself. The big distraction of all was how much I was in my head — at all times. In my head about my past. The secrets that I keep from the people that surround me and the mistakes that I've made since. Big mistakes -- Ones I wish I hadn't made.
JEREMY I was sitting alone on the stairs mulling over my choice to bring her here when I noticed the headlights of Sebastian's car through the panes of glass on the front door. Immediately I felt an enormous lump in my throat. They're here — She's here... I stood up and walked towards the door, but the hesitation set in the second my hand touched the handle. I wasn't ready to see her, even after all these months apart. Tonight a situation arose and she needed help, she's here now whether I'm ready or not.I opened the door and saw Noah my security lift her body from the car and carry her towards me. Sebastian followed behind him."Where did you want me to put her down, Mr Austin?"She was unconscious in his arms, with her head rested on his shoulder and her hair over her face. Noah was trying to keep her decency but it was impossible to stop her short black dress from riding up and exposing her ass. "Upstairs, The second bedroom."Sebastian stopped beside me and watched Noah carry h
VANESSAMy eyes fluttered open...And the first thing I saw was the picture of the doll with the crazy eyes standing upright against the dresser to my right. If I wasn't feeling so shitty it would probably bring a smile to my face.I remember fainting, but I don't recall much after that. What I do remember is him catching me and carrying me back to his car. If I wasn't feeling so bad I would've been adamant about being in the same vehicle as him...And about being back in this house. I turned on my side, looked up at the ceiling and released a long yawn, even though I'd slept the whole day through. I was feeling as though I hadn't slept at all."How are you feeling?"I heard his voice and shot upright in the bed with a fright. I thought I was alone, but apparently, I was wrong. Jeremy was sitting on the armchair in the corner looking worse for wear."What are you doing?"I asked as I held the sheet against my chest. I was still wearing my dress, but I felt uncomfortable being alone wi
VANESSAI wiped the tears from my cheeks before walking into the station. Before I pulled open the door I saw my reflection in the glass, my eyes red and puffy from crying. There's nothing I can really do about that now. It took me 30 minutes of standing outside the building before I could handle coming in. I was crying all the way here, the long walk from the Austin Estate and even after that I couldn't hold it together. I walked towards the desk and the officer behind it was looking at me as I approached."What can I do for you, Miss?"Here goes... This is the moment of truth — Jeremy Austin is going to get what's coming to him after what he did to my family."I need to report a crime."I wanted so badly to scream it from the rooftops, to tell everyone what he did and for him to be judged and treated badly for it. I didn't want him hurt physically -- but on the inside. I wanted him to feel pain just like I was. An hour of interrogation later and I was starting to get angry. Reporti
VANESSA"Why didn't you tell me that you were married, Vanessa?"Colin asked, bombarding me with questions as we walked down the sidewalk. He was eager for information on my past, but I was expecting it. I've been avoiding him for over a week. I knew I couldn't do it forever. "It wasn't something that I wanted to talk about. Would you of stayed clear of me if you knew that I had a husband?"I asked. "No."He admitted."Even if I wanted to, I don't think I could've done that. You're separated right — you're not getting back together or anything?""I'm on the way to my divorce hearing — what do you think. I have no interest in getting back with him. The sooner this is done the better.""He looked like he was pissed that I was there. I'm guessing he's the one that hurt you."Colin shook his head."He's an idiot for doing what he did to you — whatever it was."Jeremy had no right to be pissed, especially with the reason why we broke up. He should be afraid to even talk to me after what he did
VANESSAIt felt weird — waking up beside someone else after months of waking up alone. For a while it was Jeremy, I told myself that after him I wouldn't allow anyone to get that close to me again. But this was unavoidable really.I had no money for a hotel and I didn't want to ask my friends. Natasha and Ollie are living together all loved up, which is cute but I don't want to witness it 24/7. Alex lives in a studio apartment that's too small to even stretch your legs in. I'd rather pass on that. Colin asked me to stay, which is actually better so I can keep an eye on my apartment. It's two days in and my landlord has yet to get someone in to replace my door. My skin prickled with goosebumps as Colin's finger moved down the centre of my back. That little feeling of excitement had me biting my bottom lip. It was just another day in my shitty little life."Are you awake?"He asked and I turned my head around and looked at him. The sheet was at Colin's waist and he was topless with his
VANESSAI stood in the kitchen watching him from afar, keeping my distance and mulling my thoughts about him being here. Is this a mistake? I didn't really have a choice in the matter. Colin was decent enough to allow Jeremy to sleep on his couch for the night, not that Jeremy was sober enough to even realise it. I wanted to call Sebastian to come pick him up and bring him back home, but Jeremy's phone was totally dead and I didn't have the number.Now he's here... and it's completely awkward. I'm awkward -- me and Colin together are awkward. I'm sure things are going to get a lot worse when Jeremy is conscious. Colin walked out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen area."I brought him a blanket in case he gets cold.""Thank you."I took the blanket from him and folded it neatly."Thank you for doing this, you didn't have to. I just didn't know who else to call.""Well you needed me, I couldn't say no. What about his parents, why didn't you call them for help?"He asked. "I couldn't