CHAPTER 29
Jace takes the bag of frozen peas from my face and walks them to the kitchen; putting them back into the small freezer. When he sits back down he is nibbling on the last biscuit from our spaghetti dinner.
"Mmm…these are still good even though it's cold and a little stale now."
I just smile and watch him eat. He stops eating and looks at me.
"How's your eye?"
"Numb…"
"Yeah I'll bet it is. Looks like the swelling went down a little."
"At least if it's numb it doesn't hurt so badly."
Jace shoves the last of his biscuit into his mouth and points at the television with an expectant look on his face. I turn the movie back on but leave the volume low; and we watch it and sip our coffee. A little over an hour and a half later the movie comes to and end and Jace begins to root through the crate. I stand up and carry our coffee cups to the sink; and decide to wash them along with the other dirty dishes from this morning. I look out the small window into the back field behind the trailer. My eyes focus to where I think the hidden door to the underground generators are. Jace slips his arms around my waist and rest his chin on my shoulder.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Are you sure he's dead?"
"Yes…don't worry love, he's not going to pop out of there and get you. He is definitely dead; I promise."
I shut the water off and begin washing the dishes while Jace still hold me from behind. He peppers little kisses on my neck and then says:
"You don't have to wash those you know; I was going to get them later."
"It's okay…I don't mind washing them…this can be my wifely duty."
Jace kisses my neck once more and goes back into the living room. A few minutes later I join him once again on the couch.
"Did you find another movie?"
"Yep."
"Okay what are we watching now?"
"Uncle Buck."
Jace gets up and changes the movie and presses play before setting back down beside me.
"Are you going to keep that towel on all day?"
Jace stands up and takes the towel off; and drapes it over the side of the sofa before sitting back down with a grin on his face.
"Is that better?"
I giggle.
"It's a little distracting; I feel overdressed now."
"You are more than welcome to take your clothes off too. I won't stop you."
I just roll my eyes at him.
"So tell me about this inside joke of yours."
"It's nothing really; Mark just used to joke around about me being a good little house wife. I was always doing something to keep myself busy. You know; like washing the dishes, or doing laundry. He used to make fun of me for organizing the kitchen cupboards. I would stack all the cans neatly and make sure all the labels were facing the right way; and I would organize all the boxes from largest to smallest. Just busy work really."
"I'm happy to cook and clean and stuff like that; but I hope you don't expect me to organize our canned goods."
"I don't expect you to do anything Clary."
I turn to look at him and see nothing but honesty in his eyes. I want to play. A small smile come across my face.
"Really? Nothing at all? There isn't anything you expect me to do?"
Jace smiles at me catching onto my playfulness.
"Behave yourself little girl."
I smile wide, being careful not to split my lips open.
"Nope."
In a flash Jace has me across his lap and swats my bottom three time. It doesn't hurt; only stings a little. I can't help but giggle. Jace has his hand on my back keeping me pinned to his lap.
"Keep giggling little girl and I'll spank you harder."
I can't help but laugh at him; the playfulness in his voice is just too cute.
"You do realize where my right hand is Jace? Two inches; I only need to move my hand two inches and then I can grab ahold of your most sensitive areas."
"Mmm…don't threaten me with a good time Clary. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist my naked body."
Jace lift me off of his lap and gently pushes me into the corner of the couch before climbing on top of me. He uses his knees to spread my legs apart and presses his hips into mine. He runs his tongue across my ear.
"I'm not sure you really want to tease me like that love. I am much better at this game than you are." His whispers are low and seductive.
"Are you sure about that Jace? How do you know you are better at it then me?"
Jace pulls back and looks at me with questioning eyes.
"What do you know about teasing? You're a good girl remember?"
"I may be a good girl; but I'm a fast learner and I have a good teacher."
Jace lets the smile slip from his face and kisses me lightly on the cheek before setting back down on the couch.
"Are we done playing already?"
I steal a glance and find that he is not hard. Disappointment colors my face. Jace just grins at me.
"For now yes, I told you I don't want to hurt you. I do however look forward to finding out how you plan to tease me."
I lift my hand and start to lean my body forward; but he stops me by putting his hands up in a stopping motion.
"No, no,no…not now…you need to heal before you decide to tease me. I don't doubt your ability to drive me crazy. You do that to me without having to do anything. I can only imagine what you will do to me if you put your mind to it. It's hard enough for me to control myself right now…so please behave love."
I smile softly and slowly lean my body towards him as I look him in the eye.
"I promise to be good; but can I at least snuggle with you while we watch our movie?"
Jace smiles and slips his arm around my waist; pulling me to his side so I can rest my head on his shoulder. I place my one hand on his thigh and wrap my other arm around his waist. We finish watching our movie and Jace walks back into the kitchen; returning with the bag of frozen peas in his hand.
"Time to ice your eye again. I'm getting kind of hungry; I think I will make some pancakes. Do you want any?"
"Sure, do you need some help?"
"Nope. Keep that on your eye until I'm done okay."
I keep the bag of peas on my face as I watch Jace make the pancakes. He whistles softly as he works. I don't think he is whistling anything in particular; it just sounds like random whistling to me. But I decide to ask him just to be sure.
"Is that a song?"
Jace stops whistling and turns to look at me. He is holding a spatula in his hand and looks beautiful standing there naked.
"No I was just messing around. Why do you want me to sing to you?"
"Do you know any One Direction songs?" I giggle at my question.
"Sure I know most of their songs; which one do you want to hear?"
Holy crap he is serious! I can't help but laugh at the thought of him singing one of their songs.
"What's so funny? I told you I love all kinds of music. Don't you sit over there and laugh at me because I like 1D. Those boys know how to make the girls swoon."
I do my best to hide my smile. Jace is still smiling at me though.
"I'm sorry…um well since I was really only joking about you singing a One Direction song to me; I really don't know that many of their songs, so you pick one."
"Something fast or something slow?"
"Fast…and feel free to dance a little if you want."
Jace laughs at me and turns around to check the pancakes and begins to sing. He still has his back to me as he sings. I giggle when he starts to wiggle his hips as he sings. I actually know which song he's singing. He is singing Heart Attack. It's comical hearing his high pitched OW as he sings. By the end of the song I am laughing so hard at his dancing and animated singing that I have tears in my eyes.
"That's enough singing for now; the pancakes are done. Come and eat with me love."
I set across from Jace with a smile on my face as he places pancakes on each of our plates. I pour syrup on mine and grab my knife and fork to begin eating. My hand hurts too much to cut up my pancakes so I put my knife down and try cutting into them with my fork instead. I manage to cut a small bite off of my pancakes and begin to chew. I look up to see Jace watching me.
"Why are you staring at me."
Jace reaches across the table and takes my plate from me. He slides his own plate off to side and begins to cut up my pancakes. Once he has them all cut up he places my plate back in front of me with a sweet smile on his face.
"Thank you…"
"You're welcome. I should have done that for you in the first place. I'm sorry I keep forgetting about your hand."
"That's okay…I can see why it's easy to forget about. The rest of me looks like shit; so my hand seem easy to look over."
Jace scowls at me from across the table.
"You don't look like shit. You look beautiful…granted I'm not a huge fan of the bruises on your body; I can still see how beautiful you are underneath them."
He has such a look of sincerity in his eyes I just smile shyly and continue to eat my pancakes.
Jace and I wash the dishes together without talking. He has a look of contentment on his face as he dries a plate. I suddenly feel very tired and my face hurts again. Jace puts the plate in the dish rack and wraps his arms around me in a hug.
"I think it's time for some more Advil and a nap for you."
I nod my head in agreement against his chest. Jace lets go of me and brings me two Advil and my bottle of water from earlier. I take the pills, slip my hand in his, and walk to the bedroom. I am laying with my head on his chest trying to fall asleep but find my mind wandering.
"You should try to get some sleep sweetheart. Sleeping has some kind of magical healing properties."
"I'm tired but I can't seem to fall asleep."
"Do you want me to leave?"
"No! Then I really won't be able to fall asleep. Please stay with me."
Jace kisses my hair and pulls me tighter to his side.
"Do you want me to sing to you?"
I do want him to sing to me. I love to hear his voice, but decide I want to talk for a while instead. I decide maybe it might help if I take my turn talking about my demons.
"I thought he was going to kill me."
Jace strokes my hair but remains quite.
"At first I wanted him to kill me. I would rather have been dead than have to watch him rape me…"
Jace kisses my hair and continues to stroke my hair.
"I tried so hard to fight him off…he hit me so hard…it hurt…he was so much stronger than me…his blows were so hard I was sure I was only one or two away from dying…I don't think I have ever been more afraid in my life…I don't think I have ever been in that much pain…why would he do that to me? Why would he hit me like that? Why would he want to rape me?"
Jace is no longer stroking my hair. I feel his body shudder under my head and I hear him sniffling. I look up to see him crying.
"Jace I'm sorry…I didn't mean to upset you…I'll stop talking now."
Jace shift his body and gently places me on my back before sliding his body on top of me. He buries his face into my hair and begins to kiss me softly behind my ear.
"Don't be sorry Clary…I want you to talk to me…I'm sorry for crying…it's painful to hear those things, but that doesn't mean I don't want you to talk about it."
"I just figured it might help me if I talked to you about what happened."
"It will, just the few things I talked to you about already seems to be helping me. I feel like a little bit of weight has been lifted off of my shoulders."
"I'm glad you feel that way."
Jace pulls away and looks into my eyes. He leans forward and brushes his lips against mine. Still watching me he begins to lift my shirt up as if asking permission. I don't want to hurt his feelings, so I lift my arms up so he can take my shirt off. Then he slips his finger under the waist band of my shorts and waits for my permission once again. My heart begins to beat faster as I lift my hips up granting him permission. Part of me wants him terribly; but another part of me is still too raw from last night's events. Jace lowers his mouth to my ear and whispers.
"Relax…I'm not trying to make love to you Clary…relax…I just want to kiss you."
Jace looks into my eyes to see if I understand his words. I place my hands on either side of his face.
"Please be gentle…everything hurts…"
Jace lowers his face and brushes his lips against mine; and continues to lightly kiss every inch of my face with just the brush of his lip. He then kisses my entire neck; making sure to kiss each bruise before continuing a slow path down my body. I expect him to kiss my breasts and run his tongue over my nipples but he doesn't. No he continues to search my body for even the tiniest bruise and kisses them gently. He kisses my arms, my wrists, the backs of my hands, and each one of my fingers.
Scooting lower down on the bed he begins to kiss the bruises on my legs. He gently runs his thumb across the cut on my thigh before following its path with feather light kisses. I feel my body slowly relaxing as he kisses me; I steal a glance between his thighs and see that he isn't even a little bit hard; and I feel my body relax further. What he is doing has no sexual intentions what so ever. He is only kissing my bruises. He kisses them and I can feel how much he wants them to vanish with each brush of his soft lips. I hear the silent apologies for my pain in each kiss. Each kiss is him saying how much he loves me.
"I love you Jace…" I whisper softly.
"My sweet Clary…I love you so much…" He whispers just as softly.
After he is done kissing what feels like every inch of my body; Jace slide off the bed and quietly leave the room. I close my eyes and try to fall asleep. When I open my eyes Jace is gently applying something to my split lip. He sees the question in my eyes.
"It's Neosporin…it has a mild pain reliever in it…it will help them heal faster."
Jace dabs a little Neosporin on my swollen eye and a little on my nostril. He then dabs a small amount of it across my cut on my thigh; before applying gauze and some tape.
"What time is it?"
"Almost four. Do you want me to lay with you until you fall asleep?"
"Yes please."
Jace slide in bed beside me and pulls me to his side before covering us both with the blanket. I find myself drifting off into sleep quickly as he hums softly in my ear.
