Hey, you guys were just under the number of reviews needed to make me update faster, so I'm just updating on my normal day. Sad face. Also, those of you who guessed a mailman, you are correct! Those of you who got close to it, you got it anyways. Same thing, tomato, post office, if you know what I mean. I have another trick for you guys. Not really a riddle, but it'll provide you guys some head scratching! All right, here we go. My friend Goober loves Tennessee, but he hates Florida. He loves books, but he hates reading. He loves puppies and kittens, but hates dogs and cats. If you figure this out, you're "purty smart". It took me a while to do so, I hope you guys can! I'm not even going to bother asking for reviews. Either you do, or you don't. I can only influence you guys so much, and me begging and pleading doesn't do a whole lot. I do like the fact that I have 68 for 24 chapters. That's pretty sweet. I just love hearing from you guys! Makes my heart beat faster. Anywho, sorry for boring you! On with the tale of our separated couple.
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Warning: Contains rape! (Don't shoot me!) Also, lots of POV switching!
Unbelievable
Jade's POV
I can hear the music throbbing through the doors as I saunter up to the night club's entrance. Sunny's was a well-acclaimed bar, as well as a dance club. It was a popular place that Andre, Robbie and I would go to relax and unwind. By "relax and unwind" I mean I go and get horribly drunk, and Andre and Robbie have to drag me away from the bar. I forgot to mention that I get free drinks because I saved the bar from a gang of crazy assholes. Eh, I love a good martini on the rocks, so it was worth the trip to the hospital. I pushed the doors open, making my entrance a little obnoxious, luckily no one noticed. I perused the bar area, looking for a good empty spot where I could be alone. Seeing one spot where there was an empty chair on each side, I made my way over to it. Taking a load off, I flagged down the barista, and asked for my usual. She winked and hurried off to fix my order. Running a tired hand through my hair, I twisted around on my bar stool, gazing across the dance floor for any prospective candidates for distracting me tonight. I just needed a little pick me up before I got shipped off to another godforsaken place.
"Here you go, West, another martini on the rocks, just the way you like it." The blonde barista swaggered back to me, drink in hand. I gave her a cunning smile before waving her off. I had taken her out for a spin, but she wasn't my type. Too clingy, if I do say so myself.
"Let's see who I can play with tonight." I downed my drink, feeling the alcohol burn down my throat. Getting the added confidence boost, I waltzed to the dance floor, anxious for a good run down. The beat that resonated through my body set my senses on alert, ready for anything. I moved through the throng of gyrating young people. The way I was dressed earned me a few wolf whistles and some grabs to the ass. I quickly righted those idiotic guys by flipping them on their backs. The few girls who grabbed just got a flirtatious wink. I decided that I didn't want to make too much of a scene, so I found a nice quiet hole on the dance floor. I did not go unnoticed and I attracted the attention of a small redhead. I was dancing by myself, and suddenly there she was. Her hands slid from my shoulders to my waist, leaving nothing from being untouched. She had a greedy gleam to her eyes, and her hands were roaming farther down. I had to stop her before she did something she would regret. I feral growl rumbled from my chest, and she replied with a purr.
"So, what should I call you?" My hand ran from her ear to her chin. I heard a low giggle emanate from her, and she bashfully looked through her eyelashes up at me.
"I'm Caterina, but everybody calls me Cat. I'd have to say I prefer the nickname over the old name. Want me to show you why they call me Cat?" Ooo, she was a feisty little kitty. This would be an interesting game of Cat and Mouse, but I'm not going to be the Mouse in this situation. I was glad that I had a hold of her hands, otherwise they probably would have been a little below the belt.
"I'm sure we'll have plenty of time for that later. But for now, I'd just like to get to know you better." I could feel her get antsy under my fingertips. I didn't want her to run off before anything good could happen. "Now, now, don't get too catty, we'll get this over with. You're just too pretty for a quick roll in the hay, so to say."
"Well aren't you the charmer? This might not be such a bad game after all." She looked at her hands, then back at me, and I released them. She grabbed one of mine and led me over to a dark booth. I slid in and she practically sat on top of me. Almost immediately, she had her hands threading through my hair. One part of me wanted her to stop, and the other was jumping with excitement. I took a deep breath, something with this one was different. My normal "hit and run" routine just didn't feel right with her. She kept my rapt attention, made me stay here. "So, what do you want to know about little me?"
Cat's POV
This was really weird. I was staring right at her, but she looked like she had never seen me before. I wanted to wave at her frantically, but my body was playing its own tune. This was so frustrating! My mouth spoke of its own accord, completely ignoring the fact that I was begging to know what this was!
"Where do you go to school? How old are you? You look a little young to be hanging around a place like this." Her eyes moved back to the scenery behind us. It was dingy and disgusting. Why am I in a place like this? What am I doing here? What are my hands doing?
"Hollywood Arts, and I'm seventeen. I get in for free because my dad's basically the owner of all the property here. I get to do whatever I want, except drink any alcohol. Dad's really strict about that." My hand reached up to twirl a strand of her hair around my fingers. I had waited too long for this, but it didn't feel right now.
"Really? I've never seen you there. I'm seventeen too, but I get free drinks because I did something for the good of the bar. None of what you're thinking of, dirty little girl." She tweaked one of my cheeks playfully. It hurt, but once again, my mouth and body were being uncooperative. I must have given her a funny look, because she looked at me with an equally goofy question. The patient Jade disappeared, and was replaced by a bestial hunger. "Now, enough with the small talk. Why did you really come over to me?"
"You look like a fun instrument to play. I think you'd make wonderful music, if I could only learn how to make you sing." How the hell did I even come up with that? I could see how quickly her eyes went from normal to lustful in a heartbeat. They were no longer peaceful and silent, but they were animalistic and loud. The aquamarine blue shifted to a deep indigo. Her pupils almost swallowed the thin blue irises, showing her arousal. A part of me was happy, and the other part of me was screaming to stop. I wanted this, but not this. I'm so confused! I couldn't control myself, and it was going to end up getting both of hurt. She didn't know me for some reason, and I wanted to know why, but I wasn't going to find out this way.
"Let's see how quickly you can learn." She gently lifted me off of her lap, pushed me out of the booth and led me to one of the back rooms. My body was thrumming with anticipation as she opened the door to a red room. The dark lighting cast an eerie glow on her skin, making her seem more evil her than ever. She was slowly turning into what Andre had described to me how she was on the battlefield. She was becoming my worst fear. Something that I prayed she never would become, my bloody Arctic Devil, and I was entrapped in her sensual snare.
Jade's POV
She looked even more radiant, even in the dim lighting. Something about her, was so delectable. I wanted to indulge in this delicacy before she spoiled. Suddenly, instead of the intense heated lust in her eyes I saw fear.
"What ever is wrong, Cat?" I smoothed the worry lines on her forehead down, not wanting to mar her pretty face. My skin seemed paler than normal, but I paid it no heed. I just wanted to see how long it would take her to regain her confidence. Maybe a kiss could remind her. I leaned in to capture her mouth in a hungry, desire-filled kiss. She was hesitant, but she melted. I smiled, my lips curling. I licked her bottom lip, asking for entrance, and she willingly opened. Kicking off my shoes, I pushed her onto the bed that she apparently didn't know was there. She let out a squeak of surprise, and I explored her with great haste. I felt like I was drowning, but I wasn't going to stop now. My hands slithered up her shirt, finding their way up to her lacy bra. She was nervous, I could tell as her breathing became uneven. I tried reassuring her, telling her that everything was going to be fine. I was in control, so she needn't be afraid of what we were doing. After all, she was asking for it from the start. My hands grasped at her small breasts, feeling her nipples poke through the fabric. Oh, how I yearned to rip the shirt from her skin, but I didn't want to freak her out. I slipped the shirt over her head before continuing my treatment. My knee slid up between her legs, meeting a wet spot that was steadily growing. I suppressed a territorial growl, knowing instinctively that she would flip. Her hands tangled themselves into my hair. I shook my head, and took them out, placing them above her head. She whimpered at the loss of contact from my roaming hands. She was staring up at me, her chest heaving. "I bet you've been waiting for this for a while, haven't you?"
Not wanting her to wait any longer, my hands slipped down her taut and twitching stomach to where her short shorts rested on her hips. I felt her breath stop, and she was nervous again. The only way I could make her believe me, was to kiss her again. I inhaled deeply, smelling the musky scent of her arousal, setting my hands on fire. I unclasped the button to her shorts and slowly slipped them down her legs. Running my fingers back up her mocha skin, my breath was mingling with hers in rapid, raspy breaths. I could feel her inner thighs tensing as I neared the center of her. A strained moan escaped her mouth, and my eyes darted up to see what was wrong. She still looked frightened, her brown doe eyes bored into mine. Caressing her face, I wanted to soothe her, but I wasn't all that good at that kind of stuff. I'm more of a "take what I want and leave a mess" kind of gal. She was starting to struggle against my hold, her arms twisting uselessly in my vice-like grip. "Ah-ah-ah, no interpose for you."
Cat's POV
Shoot, now I was stuck. She wasn't going to stop, even if I begged. Of course, it's not like I was getting much of a choice, my body was still ignoring me. I felt so helpless, half-naked under Jade's weight. I tried wiggling again, and her hand tightened around my wrists. The only thing I could do was look pleadingly at her. I was trapped inside my own body, and she was going to rape me! I loved her, but I really didn't want this right now, not like this. My heart was racing, banging against my ribcage painfully. I was going to have a heart attack just looking at her. She was no longer my beautiful knight in shining armor, but my ghastly white demon that thirsted after my prize. In my mind, I was shaking like a small Chihuahua in a chilly room! On the outside, my body was acting like a horny dog trying to get a good lay. I felt horrible, not just because I felt like a whore, but because I was going to hurt Jade. If she ever came back to her senses, this would kill her.
"Please…"My mouth refused to speak the next word that would help me out of this predicament. Don't was frozen on the tip of my tongue. She took this as the green light, and her stroking fingers dipped into my core. A low moan rumbled from my chest. Jade, or the demon she was now, moved at a faster pace, and my hips involuntarily rocked against her hand. She tugged at my lip. Biting it painfully, dragging out a whimper from me. She tried comforting me by whispering in my ear, saying that "everything would be fine", "trust me", and "I'll stop if you just say it". I wanted to, and I finally got a little part of myself back. Tears dripped out from the corners of my eyes. The Arctic Devil stopped altogether, noticing the wetness gathering on my cheeks. She swiped the dribbling tears away from my eyes.
"Shhh, what's wrong, Caterina?" Her voice hissed into my ears. She had a tremor in her voice, and her eyes were no longer that eerie yellow, but her normal hue of crystal blue. She let go of my wrists and pulled out carefully. I winced at the pain and emptiness, but sighed with relief. She changed from the threatening and imposing figure to the sweet and caring Jade I knew and loved. Immediately her eyes showed regret and shame. She looked at her hand, and backed away from me. Now she looked horrified. "Oh, oh god, what have I done?"
Jade's POV
"I didn't know, I mean, I didn't mean to.." I wanted to cut my hand off. I wanted to chop off the offending appendage, slicked with her innocence, and feed it to ravenous dogs. What was wrong with me? How could I have done this to her? How did I not notice her resistance? This mystery girl was no longer a stranger, but my angelic Caterina. What clouded my judgment so much that I couldn't see her as who she was? Oh, a monster I was, am and will forever be! I just raped the love of my life! A torment filled howl ripped through my throat. Cat flinched. Shit, I was scaring her even more. Now, not only was she scarred for life because of me, but she was terrified of me, for good reason. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, so sorry. Nothing I will ever do can ever make up for this. I'm so sorry."
"Jade, do-" I fled the room, I ran from her, from my mistake, my doom and damnation. I heard her voice yelling after me, my name the last thing she said.
I awoke in a cold sweat, and Cat's name dying on my dry lips. My hands clutched at my soaked curls, almost ripping handfuls of them out.
"It was a nightmare. Only a nightmare. You didn't really rape her. You didn't mean to. You didn't do it on purpose. You love her, you would never hurt her. It was just a dream." I rolled back over, pulling my knees up to my chest and curling up into a tight nervous ball. Tears streamed from my red rimmed eyes as I sobbed myself into an exhausted sleep.
Cat's POV
"JADE!" I bolted upright, chest heaving. I ran a quivering hand through my hair, smoothing the ruffled hairs down. Did I just, was it only, but it was so real? How did I manage to imagine all of that, make it seem so realistic, only for it all to be a dream. Thank God it was, otherwise, I've been living a lie. To say that I didn't enjoy it would be an understatement. But the way it happened, was wrong. Jade would never do that to me. Why did I even dream of that? Was it a nightmare, or an eye-opening dream? "Oh, Jade, I miss you."
Day 1292
So, there we go. Only a 168 days left until we circle back to the beginning! Who's excited? Sorry if it seems a little disjointed. I had a little trouble writing this, as most writers do when it pertains to a subject matter as touchy as this. What I did was write a little, relax, write some more, do homework, finish, and tweak. I hope you guys liked it. Figure out the brain teaser! I dare you!
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P.S. Yes, there were some references to my other Cade story. Feel free to check that one out!