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It feels like a screwdriver is drilling into the side of her head. Eleanor runs to the bathroom and throws up all of the contents in her stomach.
"Are you okay Len?" she hears Ashley's raspy voice speak.
"Clearly not," she snaps.
She walks out of the bathroom after washing her face. This was by far the most monstrous hangover she had ever experienced.
"The last thing I remember is challenging Aspen to drink our.." Eleanor stops talking as a wave of nausea hits. "..Never mind."
She had the strangest dream the night before. It was pretty straightforward. She was walking down the street before running into him. He didn't say a word to her. He just looked at her in dismay. But it wasn't the first dream she had about the Jasper. In fact she had several a week. But this one felt so real.
"We were all pretty drunk. But I can't believe you got away with taking the radio off of a policeman's uniform speaking into it and calling him sexy! You're my hero," Ashley giggled. "But he was pretty sexy, I have to admit."
Eleanor's eyes widened. No. Nope. Not possible. She quickly ran back into the bathroom throwing up again.
Jasper didn't sleep last night. Finally forcing himself out of bed at noon, he makes himself breakfast. He calls out from work. Even though he didn't have the flu, seeing her the night before made him absolutely sick to his stomach. He wasn't mentally fit to be on duty today.
He hadn't been this angry and confused in months. He had recently gained the ability to numb his emotions entirely. Just as he used to back in the days of being a conman. Sometimes he missed that lifestyle. Nothing could stop him or get in his way.. except for her of course.
What would have happened if she wasn't too wasted out of her mind to recognize me?
How would she have reacted?
Where was Liam?
Who was the guy she was hanging on?.. Why the fuck do I care?
Even though it was early afternoon, Jasper cracked open one of his finest bottles of whiskey and poured himself a glass.. The only way to numb himself when he didn't have the ability to do so naturally.
Tonight was the formal. Eleanor couldn't be more disinterested. Not only did she feel like death, but she felt a severe sense of anxiety that she couldn't shake.
She decides to go lay by the pool. The sunlight would naturally make her feel better and God knows she could use a tan. She lounges by the pool in a black string bikini with skulls imprinted on the top. Her usual oversized round black sunglasses rest on her nose.
Texting Aspen to meet her, she orders both of them a margarita. There was simply no cure to a hangover quite like a little hair of the dog.
Aspen is just as hung over as she is. However her platinum blonde hair is in perfect shape and she looks beautifully rested. Liam definitely knew how to pick them right. She's wearing brown Ray Ban's and a bright yellow string bikini.
Eleanor takes a shot of their legs, margaritas in hand, with the glistening pool in the background on Instagram.
'It was a long night. #HalloweenHangover #MGM #PoolsidewithMyBitch Aspenator'
A couple hours pass and he has already gone through half of the bottle. It was his expensive 'emergency' bottle of bourbon that was to be used only in dire situations.
Jasper lies on his back on the couch in the living room. The football game is more unappealing than ever. Going to the gym was out of the question given the heavy buzz he had going.
He pulls his phone out. His fingers move faster than his brain. As if it was second nature, he types in Eleanor's Instagram profile. Luckily for him it wasn't private. Just 'scrolling through' he drunkenly convinces himself. And then he saw it. Her most recent post. She was staying at the MGM Grand.
Jasper sits up and lets out a huge grunt before chucking his cell phone across the room against a wall. He absolutely resented seeing her. Having her be this close to him. How dare she?
How dare she come to my country, my state?
And if he was being truly honest with himself, how dare she spin me back into her web so quickly?
He grudgingly pulls his laptop on the table in front of him and Google's everything about her whereabouts. Perhaps if he was sober he would have had a slight chance at preventing doing the very actions that would hurt him.. but there was no stopping him.
Jasper learns that she has joined a sorority, and Liam in a fraternity. There were several paparazzi shots of them partying and one of Eleanor flashing the camera with her tits blurred out. Classic Eleanor.
The formal for the fraternity was tonight being held at the MGM. He frantically searches to find who was taking her.. presumably the guy dressed in the lazy doctor's costume last night. He couldn't find any information on the dude.
Another wave of anger hit as he snapped back to reality realizing what he was doing.
I need to put the bourbon down.
"I don't know how I'm going to get through this bloody formal tonight." Eleanor shields her eyes from the sun looking over at Aspen.
"I know just the thing to perk us up." Aspen takes a quick look around before taking out a small baggy full of blue ecstasy pills. Eleanor's eyes lit up underneath her glasses.
The clock reads 5:15 P.M. Eleanor and Ashley were both back in their rooms getting ready.
Eleanor pulls out her royal blue gown that was slim fitting and tied around the back of her neck. It was one of her favorite dresses.. when she forced herself to wear something other than black.
She curls her hair and applies light brown eye shadow with heavy eyeliner. She decided to avoid wearing lipstick for the night.. she wasn't the biggest fan of it and she already wore it last night for her costume.
Eleanor gazes at herself in the mirror. She knows she looks damn sexy. The gown perfectly accents every angle of her body.
Kaleb definitely isn't ready for this.
Kaleb is a great guy. She would be lying if she didn't say that she had a crush on him.. and a big one if that. But she hadn't had sex with anyone since Jasper left. Her promiscuous ways were a thing of the past once she met him 2 years ago.
"Ready?" Ashley chirps turning around from the mirror. She's wearing a predictable pink gown with ruffles along the skirt. She simply looked like a more appropriate version of herself from last night.
They made their way back into the same 'pregame room' as they had yesterday. Handles of tequila and vodka are everywhere. Music is blasting. People are doing lines of blow almost everywhere she looked.
Looks like it's going to be a fun night.
"Whoa Len," Kaleb instantly greets her at the door with a rose in his hand.
Ashley goes to find her boyfriend.
"You look so hot."
Eleanor hadn't been called 'hot' in years.. but it was Kaleb. He was one of a kind.
She smiled accepting his flower. It was a sweet gesture.
He was wearing a black tuxedo with a jacket that was a size too large. His long side bangs had been tamed to the side with light gel. He did look handsome..
But she didn't feel that inner fire looking at him. She hadn't felt that in about 6 months.
Jasper showers and brushes his teeth. He sloppily puts on a pair of jeans and a black hoodie. Not doing anything with his hair, he throws on a black beanie. This was going to be his incognito look for the night.
Before he leaves his place he grabs the bottle of whiskey. No chance in hell he would be leaving that behind for this occasion.
Hopping into his truck he puts the keys in the ignition. He knew in his right mind that he was in no position to be driving.
But he was on a mission, and nothing was going to stop him.
Popping a blue pill in her mouth, Eleanor washed it down with a shot of tequila. A couple of lines, and she was prepared to go.
The formal was held downstairs in the MGM ballroom. It's already flooded with Kappa Sigma's and their dates. Kaleb holds onto her hand tight leading her through the crowd. The music is erupting from the speakers. She can feel the bass rumbling throughout her chest. The ecstasy had definitely started to kick in.
Jasper waits outside of the MGM in his truck taking a long pull from the bottle. He wipes his mouth off. He has no idea why he's here. What he's going to do when he sees her. If he sees her. Going back and forth in his mind he finally swings the door open and slams it behind him. He nonchalantly puts his hands in his pockets entering the hotel.
Eleanor is having a fabulous time dancing to the music and twirling around in her stunning dress. She knows she's the center of attention and she absorbs every second of it. Aspen grabs onto both of her hands and turns around as she starts grinding on her.
Every touch, sound, and sensation feels fucking amazing.
They continue to dance and flirt, laughing together.. and rolling hard on ecstasy.
He peers into the ballroom. He has his hoodie pulled over his head with the on beanie underneath. Being an officer, he was trained to look out for shady people like himself in this moment. So he takes a quick glance around the entrance before casually walking into the dark room.
Lights and lasers are flashing everywhere. It's hard to see. He quickly dodges two rowdy dudes running past him with squirt guns in hand.
And then he sees her.
A hot blonde is seductively dancing up against her as they move to the beat together. They're both giggling hysterically with Eleanor's hands on her hips.
Eleanor looks the most beautiful and joyous he had ever seen her. Her dress, her hair, her smile..
"Tequila shots!" the same guys shout as they disperse tequila from two squirt guns in both of their mouths. Aspen turns around and grabs onto her face and starts making out with her. The guys go wild. Especially the blonde haired punk he saw with her last night.
Jasper feels his knuckles tighten making fists with both of his hands.
And then Liam appears. He throws his arms around both of the girls gradually separating them.
The color drains from Jasper's face and he quickly sobers up. He could not let Liam see him. Not now. It would not only expose that Jasper was following her and had recently been tracking her every move.. but it would most likely turn into a full out brawl between the two of them if they came face to face. He knew that Liam hated him.. and understandably so.
I've got to get out of here.
He stealthily jogs through one of the exits which led to an alley. Sliding down the wall to sit on the ground, he retrieves the flask out of his sweatshirt.
What the fuck was I thinking?
"I think I'll take it from here," Liam shouts over the music with a sly smile. He was visibly uncomfortable watching his date make out with his sister. A little too weird for him.
"Okay, bye babe!" Eleanor teases pecking Aspen on the lips once more.
The lasers and flashing lights simmer down. The DJ instructs each Kappa Sigma to find their date. It was time for the slow dance. Eleanor feels her heart fall into her stomach. It was that time.
Kaleb drunkenly walks up to her extending his hand.
"My lady," he slurs making her smirk. The gel didn't hold his thick hair very long which had fallen back into place across his forehead.
He places his hands on her hips and her arms around his shoulders. At first she avoids eye contact, but she eventually looks up at him. Glancing into his eyes, Eleanor forces a lame smile.
She had an inner conflict taking place that was going to drive her insane. Kaleb is attractive, he's unintentionally humorous, and no doubt naturally charming. Truthfully, she should have at least made out with him weeks ago.
But every time she looked into another man's eyes.. especially while slow dancing, all she could imagine was his piercing blue eyes staring back at her. His perfectly defined eyebrows, and that annoying smirk that made her knees weak.
It was as if she was blind to the opposite sex ever since Jasper disappeared. Incapable to move on. But what was she holding onto? He's gone for fucks sake. He took her bluff and left her to the wolves.
As they continue to sway back and forth, images of her mother's masquerade ball a couple years back flash through her mind. How sexy Jasper looked even with a silly mask on. His radiant blue eyes sparkling through it piercing into her soul.
It was the same night she led him into the tunnels and ripped his mask off passionately kissing him. She told Jasper that she wanted him 'inside me, right here, right now'. But he stealthily replied 'You don't control this. I do' before walking away from her. His response absolutely stunned her at the time. And it still did to this day. That moment was forever burned into her memory.
Kaleb's eyebrows furrow examining her face. He could tell she had a lot on her mind.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm so sorry." Eleanor stops dancing backing away from his grip. "I'm starting to come down pretty hard. I'm going to go get some fresh air and have a cigarette."
After telling him that she would only be a minute, she rapidly makes her way through an exit.
Feeling the cool air on her face, she buries her face in her hands trying to steady her breathing. She perches her back up against the wall lighting a cigarette.
She stands in an alley in the back of the hotel staring up at the stars. They weren't clearly visible due to the city lights.
Inhaling a huge puff Eleanor turns her head to the right exhaling the smoke. Through the cloud of smoke she sees someone rapidly approaching her. She fans the smoke with her hand.
The man's wearing a black beanie, sweatshirt, and has an approximate 6'1 frame. He has brown hair and..
Her mouth goes dry and she can feel her heart rate pulsate throughout her entire body. No. It can't be. She must have been rolling even harder than she thought. Now she was straight up fucking hallucinating.
"So you finally recognize me," Jasper speaks.
Eleanor's cigarette falls from her fingers to the ground.
"I-I don't know what you're talking-"
"Last night. That wasn't a costume, that was my uniform." Jasper's expression was stern. He looks pissed.
The memories flood back to her. It really wasn't a dream. Holy shit.
"How are you here- how, what.." Eleanor couldn't spit the words out.
"What're you doing here?" he presses.
She could hear the slur in his voice. His breath smells of whiskey as he inches his face closer to hers.
"I- I could ask you the same." She simply could not tame the stutter in her speech at the moment.
"If you don't remember, this is my hometown. This is my state. This is my goddamn country!" he shouts slamming his fist against the wall inches from her face.
Eleanor jolts as her eyes widen. She protectively crosses her arms over herself.
"Well I certainly didn't expect to run into you Jasper, what the hell do you want from me?" she hisses.
He puts his face even closer.
"I want every single thing that you took away from me." His voice is shaky. "I want my life back.. I just-"
He furiously rubs his face with his hands trying to put his thoughts together.
Placing his hands on her hips she avoids eye contact and looks to the ground. They stood there for a moment in silence.
There was so much she wanted to say to him, yet after so many months she had lost the words. And apparently so had he.
She felt his lips graze her neck. She didn't move. His touch paralyzed her.
Finally finding the strength, she places her hands on his shoulders and shoves him off of her.
"Who do you think you are? You abandoned me and my family when we all needed you most!" Eleanor shouts as her voice cracks.
"You told me to leave. So I left. I've had enough of your abuse," he growls pointing his finger in her face.
"Then why are you here, Jasper, stalking me once again?! Just fuck off already!"
Eleanor turns around throwing her hand up at him.
But she didn't want him to move one inch.
In fact, all she wanted was to rip his clothes off. Seeing him put her in a hormonal frenzy. He looked even sexier than she remembered him which she didn't think was possible.
She longed for his touch. Everywhere. She wanted him. Now.
Jasper grabs onto her arm spinning her back around. He has half of a smirk on his face. He lifts her chin up so she's forced to look into his eyes.
"You want to know why I'm here? Because I'm fucking addicted to you, Eleanor. And I hate you so goddamn much for that," he whispers through clenched teeth.
The passionate look of lust in his eyes was undeniable. And yet, he looked like he wanted to tear her head off. The man was unreadable per usual.
Within seconds his mouth is on hers forcefully pushing her back up against the wall. She doesn't fight back. Their tongues intertwine as he tightly grabs a chunk of her hair pulling her head back. He bites and sucks on the side of her neck as if he's purposefully trying to mark her. The sensation of his tongue against her bare skin is unbelievable.
Eleanor lightly pushes him off. They're both breathing heavily. She stares at his face searching for answers. Anything.
"My apartment," he demands placing both hands underneath her bottom pressing her lower body up against his groin. She feels his thick erection pushed up against her making her tingle. He pulls his car keys out of his pocket.
Eleanor looks over to the entrance back to the hotel. She can hear the music still booming. The thought of bailing on Kaleb makes her extremely guilty. He didn't deserve that. And what would Liam think if he knew what she was doing?
And most importantly.. the feeling of hatred for Jasper was mutual. After the multiple ways he deceived her once he was assigned as her security detail years ago. After what he did to her family. It was all unforgivable.
Yet another feeling that was reciprocated was her pure addiction to him. He gave her more of a rush than cocaine, ecstasy, weed, alcohol, or all of it wrapped together.
Jasper Frost was the most toxic drug that Eleanor had ever experienced. And man, was it hard to kick.
She grabs onto his hand pulling her long dress up as they dash to his truck, making sure no one sees them.
They don't say a word on the drive there.
Entering his condo Jasper instantly slips off her gown leaving her in light blue lingerie and black pumps. He picks her up underneath her legs and shoulders throwing her onto his bed. Before she even has the chance he rips his sweatshirt and beanie off.
Jasper deeply kisses her as he undoes his jeans. He was moving so quick it was hard to keep up with him. Taking her bra off he sucks on her breasts and trails his tongue down her stomach.
Without getting her panties fully off her legs, she lets out a cry as he aggressively thrusts into her.
It had been six months since she had him inside of her. Or any man for that matter.
His headboard forcefully slams up against the wall reflecting the intensity of his motions.
"Jasper.. slow down.." Eleanor tries to catch her breath. She was in more pain than pleasure at the moment. He doesn't listen.
Luckily for her, her body eventually responds to his, letting him glide in and out with ease. It didn't hurt nearly as much.
It actually felt fucking amazing.
He threw her on top of him guiding her with his hips. This position was particularly deep and she could feel every inch of him. She grasped onto his chest for stability.
Apparently, he had been working out. Jasper had newly defined pecks and a visible six pack.
Her senses are still heightened. She presses her chest up against his kissing him again. His damp skin is incredibly soft and warm.
Suddenly, he digs his nails into her back sliding them halfway down. She responsively lets out a whimper and bites down on his lip.
The twisted combination of pain and pleasure leads Eleanor to powerfully orgasm on top of him as he pushes her harder against his groin. He follows shortly thereafter intensely peaking himself.
Gasping for air, she removes the hair sticking to her face and looks down at him.
Jasper wipes blood off his mouth with his thumb; his lip bleeding from when she bit him. It feels like her back is on fire from the scratches. She's incredibly sore in between her legs.
Cleaning herself, she notices that she is lightly bleeding. She wraps some toilet paper in her panties and pulls them back on. It was as if she was 16 again and just lost her virginity.. except this was much rougher than her first time.
Jasper provided her with a t-shirt and shorts to cover herself up.
They didn't talk much, if at all.. other than him telling her she could sleep in his bed if she wanted and he would sleep on the couch. She declined the offer and asked for a blanket for herself to crash on his couch.
With ecstasy still running through her veins, Eleanor was completely unable to sleep. She had never experienced anything like that before. It was extremely thrilling and unsettling at the same time. Jasper had thoroughly dominated her and took full control of her body.
Jasper woke up to grab a glass of water at 3 A.M. He put one of the dim lights on in the kitchen. He looked over to the couch seeing that his blanket, t-shirt, and shorts were neatly folded.
She was already gone.