Chapter 17

*JASON’S POV*

I looked at her while she was walking into the bedroom. Damn didn’t she know how beautiful she was? Beautiful face, amazing body, but most of all amazing heart.

Opening up her home for me, to let me stay here, she’s like an angel.

Every time I got to hold her in my arms, it just felt right. Like I needed to protect her from anything or anyone that would want to harm her.

Also, she smelled so good. Her hair smells like lavender which makes me relax and want to hug her longer.

I noticed that she’s getting more comfortable with me, which is great. She’s now able to hug me and not freak out as much when I go to hug her. I still ask permission without saying a word though, but at least she says yes.

I know she likes me, but she’s very cautious. But I don’t blame her, with everything that she went through, I’ll give her all the time in the world.

I picked up the ball and starting to throw it at the wall. Started counting each time I caught the ball after it hit the wall.

After about an hour, I started getting tired. I went to grab my pj’s from the bedroom. I noticed Leah was asleep. She looked so cute, peaceful, but I knew that in a little while, she would have her nightmare and wake up screaming. When I heard her scream last time, it just broke my heart. I remember her telling me it’s the same every night, different nightmares but always woke up screaming.

I wish I could help, take it all away, that she could sleep better, have no nightmares and only good dreams.

I left the bedroom and went into the bathroom. I did what I had to do and went back into the bedroom.

I got in bed and was on my side, also on “my side” of the bed and just looked at her. She didn’t snore, but she did talk but right now, the whole apartment was silent.

I slowly feel asleep while looking at her.

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*PLEASE BE AWARE THAT THE NIGHTMARES ARE GRAPHIC*

LEAH’S POV

*NIGHTMARE*

‘You bitch! Don’t you know how to clean! This place is fucking discussing!’ my father yelled at me.

I was laying on the floor while my father kept kicking me over and over again on my side. I tried not to move because when I did, it would hurt more. But he never stopped kicking me.

‘I’m…sorry….I’ll….restart….please….daddy! I screamed in between kicks.

He stopped and bent down, grabbed my face, but he wasn’t gentle, ‘You better make this place so nice and fucking clean or else you’ll be wishing you were in your mother’s place.’ He told me.

That made me so scarred. All I could do was nod my head, showing that I understood what he said.

He let go my face and said, ‘Well, get to fucking work!’

I got up as quickly as I could, I felt like my rib had broken again. It wasn’t completely healed from the last time. It hurt so bad, I had trouble breathing.

‘Get moving! Let’s go, or I’ll think of something else for you to do.’ I looked at him, the way his eyes looked at me, I knew what he meant. The taste of vomit came to my mouth at the thought of it.

I started walking faster and started to clean yet again. Making sure not to miss anything.

I knew he was watching me, but I tried to ignore it. Suddenly I felt his arms come around me from behind. He grabbed my breast while smelling my neck.

‘Take a break.’ he said in my ear.

I could feel myself start to shake from fear. ‘I thought you wanted me to clean… you’re right, this place is dirty.’ I was trying to change the directions that this was going.

All I could think of was please, please not again. My ribs, oh my god, it’s gonna hurt so bad.

‘Right now I don’t care about the house, something else has my full attention.’ He said close to my ear.

I knew that I had no chance in hell of changing his mind.

He lifted me up and placed me on the kitchen table, I was successful to not make a sound because that was painfull, he then lifted my dress, and I saw him smiling. I wasn’t wearing underwear. I wasn’t allowed, and I never wanted to get punished so I did what I was told.

I put my head on the table, shut my eyes tight and waited for the brutal pain to start. I knew there what nothing I could do, I couldn’t get out of it, so I just closed my eyes and pretended that I was somewhere else. Only problem, it never worked nor did it help.

All I felt when he first violently entered me was the pain of my ribs, he always grabbed my hips or my sides. He kept pounding me so hard that my inside were screaming in pain. I’ll I could think of was pain, pain, pain and more pain as the silent tears ran down the side of my face onto the kitchen table.

*END OF NIGHTMARE*

I woke-up sitting up in bed so fast. I touched my stomach and my ribs, they didn’t hurt. I put my head in my hands and said out loud, ‘It was just a dream’ I turned and looked at Jason, he was still asleep. I was happy that I didn’t wake him up.

I got out of bed and checked the front door again and like always grabbed a glass of water and headed to the living room.

It was a little past 3am. I looked out the window, I have no idea for how long but I heard Jason voice.

‘Hey, you ok?’ he asked.

I jumped but relax when I saw him, I nodded, ‘Yeah, I’m fine.’

‘What are you doing up?’ I asked him, ‘What time is it?’

‘It’s a bit past 4am, I woke up and you weren’t there. I got worried.’ He said.

That’s sweet I thought.

‘Just dreams, that’s all.’ I said.

‘Dreams? Dreams are suppose to be good. I believe what you have a really bad nightmares.’ He said.

I just nodded.

‘Go back to sleep, you need your sleep.’ I told him.

‘So do you.’ He simply said.

‘I…can’t.’ I answered.

He nodded and sat on the couch with me. He got comfortable and motion for me to come closer. I gave him a, are you crazy, look. He rolled his eyes and told me, ‘I won’t hurt you, I promise.’ I nodded and he grabbed a small pillow and put it on his lap. ‘Lie down’ he said. I did what he said, got on my back with my head on the pillow. I have to say, it was comfy. My shitty couch wasn’t so shitty at the moment.

Slowly I could feel that he was playing with my hair. No one had done that before. Not my father, or else I would have gotten up so fast and ran somewhere. I closed my eyes and it was relaxing, so much that without me realizing it, I let out a little moan.

All I know is that after that, he froze, right on the spot, and so did I. I think I was turned on, but how can that be. You would think I would be terrified of sex, men, and drunken men. It was such a strange feeling.

I sat up, I couldn’t even looked at him. ‘I should start getting ready for school.’ I said quickly.

I got up went and grabbed my towels and went into the bathroom. Jason hadn’t said a word. I kept saying to myself was, stupid, stupid, you probably lost him now forever.

I took a quick shower got out, wrapped one towel around my hair and the other around my body.

I got out of the bathroom and went to the bedroom. I saw Jason still on the couch, I don’t think that was a good sign. I dried off and got dressed. Then I got started on my hair and when I was done, I did my make-up.

I got out of the bedroom and looked at Jason. ‘I’m sorry.’ I told him.

He looked hurt for some unknown reason. ‘Why?’ he asked.

‘I don’t want it to be awkward, I want us to be normal, you know?’ I said.

Again he looked sad but still managed to say, ‘Ok, we’ll be normal.’ He said with a smile. I knew it was fake, it wasn’t his million dollar smile. It was a, you win, sort of smile. I let it go and changed the subject.

‘Do you have any question before I leave, about the apartment? Cause I have to leave soon for the bus.’ I told him.

‘No I think I’m good. I’ll go to the library like I said and probably go grocery shopping. Do you want anything in particular?’ he asked.

I felt bad that he had to buy food, but I guess it evened out since he was staying here rent free, bill free.

‘No, I’m good. Whatever you pick will be good with me.’ I answered and smiled at him. ‘You are really nice’.

I walked up to him while he was starring at me, and gave him a hug, we both wrapped our arms around each other. I said to him, ‘Thanks, for everything, that you know you are doing and for everything that you don’t.’ I let go of him but he didn’t. He still held me in nice hug. ‘Right back at you.’ He said. What really surprised me is when he kissed the top of my head. I was taking aback but I didn’t freak out.

He let me go and I lifted my head so I could see his eyes. I smiled at him and said, ‘Well have a good day Mr. Horton.’ I then turned and headed towards the front door. Then I heard, ‘Have a great day Miss Kingston’, I quickly turned to looked at him and he just looked at me with his million dollar smile. I smiled back at him and turned and continued towards the door. ‘Don’t forget the door.’ I said, ‘I won’t’ he answered right back.

I opened the front door, closed it and started my way out of the building without locking the door because I know Jason would do it. Got on the bus and all I thought about on my way to school was Jason. The way he smelled, the way I fit nicely in his arms and finally his kiss on the top on my head.

When I arrived to school I had the biggest smile on my face, until I saw a very angry Laura walk towards me.

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