Jessa's POV

"I paid you what I owed you Drey. We're done. We were done a long time ago...so what the fuck do you want from me?!" I yelled at him, pulling back to look at the man I loathed with my entire being.

It'd been almost a year since I last saw him...since we broke up.

  His brown eyes stared at me, lust gleaming brightly within those orbs that I used to adore so much.

He smiled at me, "I just told you. I missed you. I was hoping we could take a very..." He paused and lean closer before adding, "sensual trip down memory lane." He trailed off, sucking my earlobe into his mouth as his hands trailer down my body, stopping at my thighs.

       " Get off me! I don't wanna do anything with you. Leave me alone or else I'll hurt you." I threatened, pressing the knife closer to his chest while fighting the urge to moan. I hated Drey Mathews.

       He had a hold over my body and he knew it. He could bend me in ways I never knew were possible. He just knew the right buttons to push and voila! I was putty in his hands.

I spent two years of my life with Drey and I can say not a day went by in those years that we didn't have sex.

       He'd studied my body like it was a map. Two years of hot, passionate lovemaking and I thought I'd found my soulmate, my other half...well not exactly my soulmate but he was the best I could get.

I was wrong. Damn wrong!
 
   "What? You're gonna hurt me with that tiny knife?" He said menacingly a frown on his face while his eyes mocked me. I knew what he was thinking. I was weak!

He proved it when he roughly grabbed the knife and threw it in the ground, far from my reach.

         "Remember last spring...that night after the party? Huh?" He whispered. "No...I don't. Please just let me go." I pleaded.

"Oh really? How about I help you remember..." He said. Both hands gripped my waist tightly, too tightly, hauling me up until I was forced to wrap my arms and legs around him.

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He rubbed his member against me, where all my feelings seemed magnified by a hundredfold. Unable to help myself, i moaned and moved my hips in time to meet his thrusts. He wasn't inside me yet it felt so good.

      His lips found mine as he gave a hard punishing kiss. Desire churned in my gut along with disgust. Heat pooled in my core. I wanted him to stop but my body wanted a different thing.

My mind barely registered as he took off my clothes.

  Everything happened so fast, his hands, his lips were unfortunately everywhere, squeezing and kneading till my moans were too loud to contain.

As much as I hated him, I was desperate. He'd made me desperate. He moved back staring at me. I stood there hot and bothered, panting for release.

       The night sky blanketed us. He stared at me and smirked, he knew he had me right where he wanted me. "Beg! Beg me to make you feel what no man can make you feel!" He demanded. I hated him in that moment. I hated myself more. But I couldn't help it..

     So I gave him what he wanted. I begged him. Like the whore I was, I begged him. The victory I saw in that bastard's eyes, burned a hole in my heart. And then he was on me, inside me, everywhere.

      We became one as he moved at a hard and fast pace, bringing me pleasure. It was a gradual build up of pleasure. He licked the beads of sweat off my skin as my hands got tangled in his hair. As I hit my climax, I closed my eyes and felt the world shatter around me.

      I felt him pull out as warm liquid ran down my inner thighs. I closed my eyes, panting, trying to get my feelings under control.

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When I opened my eyes, he was gone. I stood in a dark alley, naked with warm liquid dripping down my leg, the cold nipping at my heated skin. That was when I'd hit rock bottom.
  
  Shaking my head to clear my thoughts and forget that awful incident, I had a quick shower. Cold freezing water was all we had since we couldn't pay the electricity bills. Drey would come back for me. I knew he would.

He'd always come back for me..

I'd lost my job and I was almost out of cash which meant my roommate Hailey would be bitching about rent soon. Assessing my life made me realize a truth I should've accepted a long time ago. I had nothing left to live for.

    I had built nothing in New Orleans. My whole existence amounted to nothing. I was nothing. Getting out of the bathroom, I got dressed and dried my hair with a dirty towel I found in a pile of dirty clothes. Out here, there wasn't much you could do about personal hygiene but I tried my best.

     I was about to walk out of the room when I came across something. A name tag with my name on it. Tears filled my eyes as I picked it up. It reminded me of the highlight of my week.

Yesterday.....
"Oh my God! I am so, so sorry. It was an accident! I didn't mean for this to happen." I panicked praying the couple wouldn't get upset, bit with my luck, I was in for a scene. I'd been given two glasses of red wine. All I had to do was deliver them and leave. I'm a waitress afterall.

     It was that simple. Giovanni, my boss, had drilled it into my head after a few mishaps: Take the order, serve, leave. But somehow, it was never that simple. Not for me anyways. Something always went wrong. Here I was now.

     I'd spilled red wine over the short man who looked ready to explode. And you know what they say about short people... they're really quick tempered.

Actually only I say that. Meh!

All eyes in the restaurant turned to look at the scene as I hurriedly grabbed napkins to help the man, murmurs slowly rising. Mind your fucking business! It was no use. In fact, I made it worse by grabbing the napkins, or so it seemed.
          "What the fuck is this? Is this how bad the service here has gotten? I demand to speak to the manager immediately." He yelled as he stood abruptly, knocking the chair over.

I almost rolled my eyes at how dramatic he was being. Looking through the crowd I could see the different expressions. Some sympathized with me. Probably because of how malnourished I looked while others had excitement gleaming in their eyes, the promise of drama and humiliation.

        "No! Please I can fix this! I can.." he raised his hand making me shut up. Human beings and their tendency to blow everything out of proportion!

"You can't fix it. You ruined our night. My wife can fucking enjoy her birthday because a stupid waitress who doesn't know how to do her goddamn job decided to be clumsy!" He yelled in my face, droplets of spit landing on my cheek.
    I resisted the urge to wipe my face till my face burned. Yuck! It was an accident, why was he overexaggerating. And how was I supposed to know it was her birthday. What do I look like? God?

      Murmurs rose all around me and I looked down embarrassed, fiddling with the hem of the too short skirt Giovanni had forced me to wear. I watched as other waitors rushed in to do damage control, wishing I was one of them, while the woman calmed her husband down and led him out of the restaurant.

    "Jessa?" I looked up upon hearing my name, readying myself for more insults. My heart was pounding sickeningly, making my head spin as I tried to calm myself down. I relaxed a little when I realized it was Jim, another waitor.

        His sea blue eyes held pity and I flinched seeing it. I didn't want his sympathy. I hated being pitied. "Boss wants to see you in his office." He replied before quickly walking away like I was a plague. I didn't blame him. I would walk away from me too if I could.
                 Sighing, I placed the tray on the table and headed towards the office. My knees felt weak and my hands trembled. I knew what was coming. No amount of crying and begging was going to get me out of this one.
       I'd been given two strikes already. He said one more strike and I was out. This was strike three. Knocking on the wooden door, it reminded me of all those times back in high school when I got sent to the principal's office for getting into trouble.

I turned the door knob after hearing a muffled come in and walked into the cold room. It was normal sized. Grey walls, giving the room a neutral feel, a large shelf foiled with books covered the wall directly in front of me, attesting to my boss's love for romance novels.

       Yes, he was a hopeless romantic and a proud one at that. I'd borrowed a few of his books in the past year and we'd bonded over that. To the left was a huge portrait of him and his family. His wife had a broad smile on her face, stating at him with a sort of hot that lit up her while face while their two sons grinned cheekily.

     It hurt a little everytime I saw that picture which was more often than you'd think. On my right stood a cabinet, as trashcan in the corner filled to the brim with paper. A large desk stood in the middle of the room, a mess of papers scattered on it and behind it sat Giovanni, my boss.

       He was more like a fatherly figure to me. The only fatherly figure really since my dad abandoned my mother before she even knew she was pregnant. Ever since I got to New Orleans all I'd been doing was moving around with the wrong crowd.

     I was in some deep shit till nine months ago when I met Giovanni. He was the only person to show me a bit of kindness without wanting anything no return. He wore a black suit today, something he'd never wear.
     I chuckled at how out of place he looked, trying to lighten up the tense mood he was in. "What's with the suit?" I asked amused. He rolled his eyes and groaned.

  "Lily says I need to look professional. She says I can't go to work looking like a homeless hobo." He answered bedgrudgingly. I giggled, the crease between his eyebrows disappeared.

I sighed fondly thinking about his wife Lily. That woman...she was the definition of awesome.

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