The sound of the prison guards stomping up and down the corridors, inmates shouting and gates opening were really making Jessimae uncomfortable. She was way out of her element here at Ohio State Penitentiary. "Jessimae Miller! He's ready to see you." The officer shouted to her. She followed him to the visitor's area and was more than happy to see her father in orange scrubs and handcuffs. This is where he belonged.

"I'm glad you decided to come." He spoke up. She stared at him blankly. Now she was free to speak to him how she wanted without worrying about a beating. "I'm just curious with what you have to say to me." She shot. "I know you probably don't give a shit Jess…But I really am sorry for everything. All the pain and suffering that you went through because of me." He stated, looking into his daughter's angry eyes. Jessimae stayed silent. There was nothing coming out of his mouth that she was taking in. "Adeline um…couldn't make it today so can you deliver her a message? Tell her to use the twenty grand that your mom left to get me a good lawyer." He said. Jessimae shook her head in disbelief as she wanted to smash his arrogant face into the glass. "Are you fucking kidding?" She calmly shot. "Jessimae, you have to get me out of here." He pleaded. "…You're right where you belong you piece of shit!" She shouted while grabbing her bag and storming out of the visiting area. "Jessimae! Wait!" he yelled.

She ran down the steps of the Penitentiary and walked to the car. Jon was waiting for her and expected nothing less than her to come back in hysterics. He knew just how much of an arrogant ass her father was and how much she was hurting. "You okay?" he asked, turning the ignition on. She wiped her tears away with her sleeve and looked at Jon. "Do I look like I'm okay?" Jon sighed and pulled onto the road. "I'm sorry. He just really pissed me off. I really appreciate that you came with me." She whispered. "No harm done." He smirked, rubbing her thigh up and down. "You want to get something to eat?" he asked. She shook her head. "With this face? I just want to go home." She mumbled. "You're beautiful." He muttered. Jessimae turned to him and pinched his cheek, feeling flattered. This bad boy was such a sweetheart. "Is Adeline home?" he inquired. "No, why?" she retorted. "Just wondering if you wanted some company." Jessimae looked out the window to try to hide her growing smile.

"Jon you have no idea how amazing it feels to walk around my house without having to tip toe or look over my shoulder. I feel…free." She rejoiced. Jon smiled and stood behind her so his chest was touching her back. He rubbed his hands up and down her arms and kissed her head. "It's nice to see you so happy." He mumbled. "You know I'm back together with Roman right?" she asked, not even daring to turn around. "Yeah, I know. But remember, you kissed me yesterday. I'm just going along with it." He smirked. "Well this…isn't going anywhere." She chuckled, turning around and pushing him away. Jon laughed and watched her make her way upstairs. "I like hard to get." He yelled.

….

"Brianna! Why are you still at my house?" AJ laughed, walking downstairs and seeing her best friend crashed on her couch. "I got nothing to do at home." She mumbled. "What happened to Jessimae?" Brianna changed the channels trying to remember. "I think she went to get coffee yesterday…that uh, was the last time I saw her." Brianna explained. "I hope she's okay." Suddenly, Brianna switched to the news and they both sat up in awe.

"Hello I'm Jill Parsons, and today's number one news story is definitely on the traumatizing side, which is not often here in Cincinnati. Unfortunately for a young seventeen year old girl named Jessimae Miller who was being brutally assaulted by her own father for the past five years. Police and detectives went into the house yesterday afternoon in the middle of an assault being committed. The young girl suffered minor injuries to her face, but refused to go to the hospital. Her father is currently incarcerated in Ohio State Penitentiary and is awaiting trial. Jessimae is under the custody of her now legal guardian who is also her older sister, Adeline Miller. If you visit our website, you can learn more about this case and the trial."

Brianna turned the television off and looked over at AJ whose jaw was on the floor. For about five minutes they were both silent. "I…don't know what to say." She mumbled. "I do! You're driving!" AJ shot, throwing the keys to Brianna as they were on their journey to Jessimae's house. Their minds were boggled with the wildest, most confusing thoughts. They weren't even angry with their friend. They were worried, saddened by the news and wanted answers, now!

….

"It's fucking cold in here." Jessimae groaned as she wrapped herself in her Nightmare Before Christmas comforter. "What movie do you want to watch?" Jon asked, going through her DVD's. "Something scary!" she jokingly shouted. "Insidious it is!" Jon started the movie and walked over to her bed and climbed on it next to her. "This bed is comfortable as shit. I could get used to it." He winked, causing her to roll her eyes in a playful manor. "Whether you like it or not, I'm getting under this blanket." He laughed, pulling her blanket over him and purposely laying extremely close to her. "Can I ask you something?" he spoke up. She nodded her head, still watching the TV. "Why would you even agree to see your dad earlier? I figured you would never want to see his face again." Jessimae started to tear up a bit. "I love what you did Jon, I do…However, something about all this still hurts a little. I mean, he's my father. He was an amazing dad before my mom died. A piece of me is still holding onto that man. As much as I don't care about what happens to him in prison…it's…it's like a broken bone that's healed…But it still throbs every time it rains. That the best way I can describe that." She whispered. Jon's heart sank hearing that. He wrapped his arm around her body and buried his face in her neck. "I…I love you, Jessimae." He mumbled. She moved so she was on her back, looking at him. They both stared into each other's beautiful eyes for almost a minute. "…Kiss me, Jon." She whispered, stroking his cheek with her thumb. She really hated herself. All this time she could be using to contact Roman and she was taking advantage of Jon. She hated herself in every way possible, but he was one of those boys that you literally couldn't control yourself around. Not to mention, how could you not kiss a hot boy that just truthfully and genuinely said that he loved you. Jon leaned in and crushed his lips against hers. God he loved her lips so much. They were so soft and he loved feeling her snake bites against his lips. She parted her lips slightly, inviting his tongue to invade her mouth. He slipped his tongue against hers, savoring that velvety feeling. She tugged his arm, letting him know what she wanted him to do. Jon gladly accepted and moved himself between her legs and began to grind against her. She didn't know if she could take this anymore. So badly, she wanted to shred his clothes off and let him take her on her bed right now. Jessimae was about to until she heard her front door open. "Jessimae! You home?!" AJ shouted. "Shit!" she panicked, pushing him off of her and running out of her room. Jon sat up on her bed and looked down at his hard-on and sighed in frustration.

"Jessimae! We just watched the news! Are...Oh my god!" AJ freaked when she saw Jessimae's face. "What was on the news?!" she nearly shouted. AJ and Brianna looked at each other and took a deep breath. "The story about…your father. We all know now." Brianna whispered. Jessimae suddenly felt nauseas over this. Everyone in Cincinnati and Red Land High School was now going to look at her as not only the ugly loser, but now the girl who was abused by her father. "You've got to be fucking kidding me." She muttered. AJ and Brianna both hugged Jessimae at the same time. "Why didn't you tell us, Jessimae?" AJ asked. Jessimae looked down at her feet and started to cry. "I…Never really knew how to tell anyone about it. I'm sorry." She whispered. "Jessimae don't you apologize for anything. We don't think anything less of you." Brianna smirked, wiping her friend's tears away. "We totally understand why you would be fearful to bring that up to anyone." She added. "I can't go back to school." Jessimae cried. "Jessimae, how many kids at our school do you think watches the damn news?...Especially on a weekend." AJ laughed. Jessimae nodded, wiping her eyes. "Yeah, I guess you're right." She muttered.

Suddenly, their attention was turned to Jon coming down the stairs and blowing past the girls and slamming the front door shut. "First of all, why was he here and what is his problem?" Brianna demanded to know. "He brought me to the prison this morning to see my dad, and I let him stay here to watch a movie. To be honest, I have no clue what his problem is." Jessimae half lied. "I have plans with Punk today, but I'm about to cancel to stay here." AJ said, pulling her phone out. "No, no! AJ, go ahead. Both of you. Nothing personal, I just…I'd rather be alone right now." Jessimae remarked. "Oh um…Okay. A…Are you sure, hun?" she wondered. Jessimae nodded with a weak smile. They both hugged her goodbye, and went about the rest of their day.

"Shit, Addy and I were supposed to get my new phone today." Jessimae whined to herself. She couldn't shake off more regret with what just happened with her and Jon. Dealing with him was a like someone who wanted to quit smoking. It's so difficult to do it, so you sneak one and it's after you put it out is when you fill up with guilt and regret. To Jessimae, there was only one way to get rid of these thoughts and feelings. She ran over to her laptop and logged onto her facebook and searched for Roman on her friends list. "I thought I deactivated this damn thing." She sort of laughed at herself. Thank god it said Roman was online. She shot him a message.

"I trust you saw the news, Roman. I'm home alone right now and I really need you. If you're free, please come here. –Jessimae Miller"

She waited for what seemed like an hour until Roman responded.

"You still didn't get a phone? Lol No, I haven't watched the news…What happened?! Are you okay? –Roman Reigns"

"I'll explain everything to your face. Please just come over. I need you. –Jessimae Miller"

"I'm leaving now. Just hang on, babe. –Roman Reigns"

Jessimae knew Roman was in protective mode when she saw that he immediately clicked offline in a split second after he sent that last message.

….

Twenty minutes went by until Roman finally blasted into the front door, nearly taking it off the hinges. "Jessimae, are y…What the fuck happened to your face?!" he freaked, cupping her black and blue face and examining it thoroughly. "My dad…" Before Jessimae could finish her sentence, Roman's face turned blood red and starting stomping around the house. "Where is he?! Is he home?" He shouted, opening doors, hoping to find her dad. "Roman! He's gone!" she shouted, nearly smiling. Roman looked at her and cocked his eyebrow. She slowly walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "We don't have to worry about him anymore. He got arrested yesterday and he's in jail. That mother fucker's going to be there for a long time." She chuckled. "Are…Are you joking?" he smiled. Jessimae planted her lips softly against his and looked deep into his eyes. "No, I'm not."

There was no doubt that she was kind of putting on an act for Roman right now. She just couldn't shake Jon out of her head. At one point, she feels like he deserves her because of what he had done, but on the other hand, she is Roman's girlfriend after all and he should respect that. Once again, she could only think of one thing that could get rid of Jon from her head.

"Let's go upstairs and finish the movie that I have on." She smirked. "What are you watching?" he asked. "Insidious." Roman smirked and picked her up over his shoulder, causing the small girl to shreik. "I can go for something scary." He chuckled.

They were laying on the bed, wrapped in the comforter, exactly how she and Jon were earlier. His arm was wrapped around her and his face was buried in her hair. Now was the time Jessimae felt like playing her little 'game'. Slowly, she reached her hand behind her and started massaging Roman's bulge, earning soft moans from him. "You're big." She whispered. Roman smiled proudly at her comment. She started unbuckling his belt from behind as he used his free hand to start kneading her left breast. Jessimae rolled over so that she was facing him and unzipped his pants. "Now that I have your pants undone, I'm realizing how scared I am to do this." She quietly laughed. Roman smiled and crushed his lips against hers. His tongue immediately invading her mouth as he lightly took her hand and guided it into his pants and let her rub over his half hard cock that was still under his boxer briefs. He broke the kiss and layed his forehead against hers. "You sure you want to go farther?" he smirked. She really had no words for this. Clothes hadn't even come off yet and she already can't form a coherent sentence. She bit her bottom lip and nodded. He pulled the hem of his boxers out and slowly slipped her hand down to his cock. It took her breath away. She had never touched one before, let alone a hard one. "Oh my god." She chuckled. "You like it?" Jessimae turned three shades of red and nodded. "So far." Roman let her hand play with his cock, making it harder and harder as he put his hand on her bare stomach and started sliding up. When he hit her bra she started to get shaky, but she wasn't going to be the girl that got him this excited and made him stop. His fingers crept their way under the black fabric and he gently grabbed the handful of boob and started kneading. He loved the moans escaping her lips. "Take off your shirt." She whispered, tugging at his gray button-up. Roman sat up and quickly removed the tight shirt, exposing his tan, muscular body to the small girl. She got on her knees and faced him with a look of awe on her face. "Damn boy." She giggled, running her tiny hand all over his thick torso. She moved forward so that she could straddle him. The scared little girl was gone now. This moment was definitely happening and she was going to make the best of it. Both their hands roamed all over their bodies as he pulled off her shirt and threw it to the side. He was getting beyond excited at this point. He was about to see what he's been dying to see for months. She broke their passionate kiss and made her way down his neck and sucked on his sensitive spots. He let out hot, loud moans as he started unbuckling her studded belt in return. When he got it undone, he picked her up and layed her down underneath him and started sliding them off without hesitation. "Impatient, are we?" she chuckled. "I can't help it…I want you." He whispered, taking a good look at Jessimae laying half naked in front of him. Roman hovered over her and kissed and sucked her neck and shoulders until she was dizzy. His hand slowly crept down until he touched the top of her black-laced panties. He brushed his fingers around that area a bit, teasing her and lightly tickling her until he finally slid down and touched her most sensitive spot, causing her breath in sharply. Slowly, he rubbed her clit and got faster and faster as seconds past. He stopped when he saw her beginning to quiver. This was not how he wanted to finish her, no.

Without wanting his help, she slid her panties off when he pulled his hand away as he hovered over to unclasp her bra. Never in a million years did Jessimae think that she'd be completely naked in front of a guy. Especially someone like Roman Reigns. Roman worked on kicking his pants off followed by his boxers. Now they were both ready. Ready to do what they've been dying to do for so long. They were about to clear all the tension and lust that was between them for months. He couldn't be happier than to be the one to take this amazing girl's virginity. "You sure you want to do this?" he whispered, brushing her hair out of her face. "Mhm. I want you." She replied, tracing his abs. The farther they got, the less nervous she was and the more comfortable she was for anything he tried. When he flashed you that smile and gave you that innocent look in his eyes, it was impossible to be uncomfortable. He pulled her up as he sat back so she was straddling him. Feeling her dripping wet mound against him was driving him over the top. She proceeded to passionately kiss him, stroking his long black hair between her fingers. He broke the kiss and looked into her lustful eyes. "It's gonna hurt." He warned, rubbing up and down her back. "I can take it." She smirked. Roman smiled and pecked her lips as he grabbed his shaft and placed his head outside of her entrance. He waited until he could see it in her face that she couldn't take holding out anymore. He entered himself into her slowly, watching her wince in pain, but moan in pleasure at the same time. "Oh god." She mumbled as she bit his shoulder, lightly. "Just relax, okay?" he whispered, moving her hair away so he can work on her neck. Roman slid in further, until he was finally all the way. He was big and she was doing it for the first time so the pain was excruciating. However, she was trying her best to be positive about this. "How are you doing this with my face looking like this?" she chuckled, doing anything to get rid of the pain. Roman cupped her face and smirked. "I think you're beautiful no matter what." She smiled and started her motions on him, making him groan and tighten his grip on her hips. "Fuck that hurts." She moaned, as he started picking up speed. Roman saw that she was going through a lot of pain so he took his thumb and circled her clit quickly to get her mind off of it. Luckily for him, it definitely worked because she was truly getting more pleasure than pain out of all this now. "That feels so good." She said breathlessly, while running her fingers through his hair. "You're so sexy, Jessimae." He seductively said, while kneading her breast with his free hand and taking it into his mouth. She threw her head back in ecstasy from how amazing and gentle he was no matter where or how he touched her.

Suddenly, he moved their position so he was on top of her again, just grinding in-between her legs. Pushing them further apart, causing her to wince more. "Am I hurting you?" he asked, worried. She shook her head and clawed down his back. "No, that feels amazing." He pressed his lips against hers as they were driven to such a passionate kiss. She smiled slightly as he played with her snake bites and sucked on her bottom lip. "Oh god…I…I think I'm close." She whispered, very lightly tugging his long hair. He lifted his head from kissing her breasts and layed his forehead against hers. "That's good, baby. Let it go." He said, almost completely out of breath, then pecking her lips. She wrapped her legs around his waist to let him go deeper which almost made him cum right then and there. But there was no way Roman was going to finish before her. "Ah…I'm cumming Roman." She moaned out loud, biting his shoulder and clawing his upper back. "Mmm…C'mon babe." He grunted, getting ready to let it out, himself. Jessimae dug her nails into him, deep, one last time as she let her juices go all over him as he came in return.

He collapsed on top of her with his face in her neck. They were both covered in light bite marks and sweat. "You okay?" he mumbled, sliding his head down her chest and using her breasts as a pillow as she twirled her fingers through his hair. "Perfect." She chuckled. They were both silent for what felt like an eternity. Definitely not an awkward silence though. It was a good silence that could've lasted so much longer without any complaints.

Roman climbed up to her level and layed down next to her so they were now facing each other. "You're the best thing to ever happen to me, Roman." She smiled, covering them up with the blanket. He stroked her cheek and lightly kissed the bruises around her nose, making her giggle. "I love you, Jessimae." He whispered, pecking her lips. She rose her head up and smirked in surprise. "D…Do you really?" she accidentally asked. He nodded his head and chuckled. "Yeah, I really do." Jessimae leaned over and planted a long kiss to his plump lips. "…I love you too, Roman." She truthfully admitted. Roman smiled, widely and pulled her into him, playfully. "Come here you cute little thing." He joked, as they began to playfully wrestle on the bed until they got tired and both fell asleep in each other's arms.

Unfortunately, Jessimae didn't sleep as well as Roman did, because there was Jon on her mind again. Realizing that she practically cheated on Roman again today. Jon had done such an amazingly nice thing for her and he told her he loved her. She does love Roman and wants to be with him, but she's falling so hard for Jon now…Jessimae's head felt like it was going to spontaneously combust.