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Oh shoot! What was I thinking?!
ME: No, I promise!
JP: Yelling & lying to me, tsk tsk,
You’re in for it tomorrow.
ME: Please, Jace…I’m sorry!
JP: Oh, you’re going to be sorry!
Now, what did you want?
ME: Can we meet up for a minute?
It’s about my sister.
JP: Fine. Come over, but hurry,
I have to be somewhere.
ME: Ok, thanks.
He doesn’t bother to respond back, so I quickly jump from my bed and hurry downstairs. There isn’t anybody around as I head straight for the door, and I’m thankful for thank, because then I’d have to tell them where I’m going. The last thing I need is my mom telling me to invite Jace over. She used to think of him as a second son, and was sad when he stopped coming over.
As I step out the door, I stop for a moment. I’m about to enter my bully’s home, what am I thinking? I glance over and see that their garage door is open and that Mrs. Palmer’s car is parked in it. I sigh in relief, I should be safe with his mom home, so I quicken my steps so he doesn’t get angry at me for taking too long.
I press the doorbell and wait. My heartbeat quickens when the door opens and I see Jace standing there, shirtless. He’s holding a shirt in his hand, so I must have caught him as he was finishing up getting dressed. He glances up and down the street and then nods for me to come in. Is he embarrassed to have me in his house?
My eyes are still on his bare chest when his hardened voice gets my attention, “What the fuck do you need to talk to me about?” I almost frown when he slides his shirt over his head, but cover it up right away.
“Um, my sister told me that you invited her to your party.”
“Yeah, so.”
“What do you plan on doing to her?”
“I don’t think that is any of your business. Your sister is a big girl.” He smirks and winks at me as he bites his lower lip. He wants me to know that his intentions are bad without actually coming out and saying so.
“Please, Jace. You can do whatever you want to me, but please, leave Elise alone. She’s innocent. She doesn’t even know what you do to me every day.” I plead with both my words and my eyes, but all it does is make him smirk more.
“And what is it that I do to you every day, Ella?”
“You know what you do, Jace.” I whisper and dip my eyes to the floor.
“Look at me when we are talking!” He growls, waiting until I’m looking straight in his eyes, “Now, tell me what I do to you.”
“Jace I…” What does he want me to say? He knows exactly what he does to me day in and day out.
All of a sudden, I’m pinned up against the front door with his hand on my throat. He’s not cutting off all my air, but he’s making it harder for me to breathe. My hands instantly go to his one hand at my neck, and I try to pull it off, but it doesn’t budge. He steps up close to where I can feel his breath on my face when he talks.
“What’s the matter, Ella? Are you afraid that I will hurt you?”
“Please…” I gasp.
He dips his head into the crook of my shoulder and inhales deeply, “Mm, you smell so good. I would love nothing more than to tie you down and taste every inch of you,” he pulls back, “but then, I guess you’re used to having guys taste you, aren’t you?”
I stare at him in confusion, “No, I…”
