Seeing Black- Chapter 5
After jack leaves, the shock leaving with him, I stand up. I put my jacket pack on, and look at maddie. "good luck" she smiles up at me, I give her a small smile back and go to leave the room. I walk to his room, and just walk straight in. and didn't see him, "jack?" I call, walking in further, now by a wall by the closet, when I was slammed against the wall. Hm, that's become a habit at this house hasn't it. But from instinct of being hurt, I flinch, and snap my eyes shut. Until I feel something on my lips, it was warm, and soft. I open my eyes to see jack, with his lips on mine, I snap my eyes back shuts, before hesitatingly kissing back. And let me just say, when I started, I couldn't stop. I let my hands roam his shoulders and chest to finish off around his neck, playing with the ends of his hair. At first his hands were against the wall, on either side of my hips, but now, they were all over me. They traveled up and down my legs, around my hips, my bare stomach, and as much as I hate to say it, but I let him touch my ass once or twice, when he squeezed I gasp, which caused my mouth to open, as he took advantage of that and slipped his tongue in my mouth, (I know, cliché right?) as I let him explore my mouth. He slid his hands down my hips, to my legs, and pulled them up around his waist, now that we were at the same height, I pull my hands up, to tug at the back of his head, and pull on his hair, and he groaned. He turned around and pulled me off the wall, and walked to his bed, he laid me down, him over top of me. Our lips never breaking apart. I know I shouldn't be kissing him, he has hurt me so much. But I can't help but feel this connection with him. Then I did something, I bet he wasn't expecting, I flipped us over, so I was on top. We were still lying down, until I pulled him up by the collar part of his shirt, so we were sitting up. "aw, kimmy wanna try to take control" he mumbles, kissing me harder again. I let my hands travel down to the bottom of his shirt and tugged on it, as he broke our lips for a mere second and took it off, as my hands traced the indents of his sexy 6 pack, as he groaned. He went to take off my jacket but I broke our kiss before that happened. We both sat there staring in each others eyes, my hands around his neck, and his hands were gripping my waist tightly, we were both breathing heavily. It took us both a few seconds to catch our breath, jack recovering first. "so, I heard madz tell you about my best friends tragicdeath" he said sarcastically, and I nod. "and I also heard the part about me hurting you, show me." he demanded, as I nodded, and got off his lap. I took off my jacket, and turned around so he could see the marks. I could feel him touch the marks as I flinched, and didn't move, "oh my god," I heard him mumble. He slid his hand to my arm and turned my around, I still had my eyes closed and my head turned, "kimmy open your eyes please, they're beautiful…" he said, putting his hand on my cheek, as I opened my eyes slowly, "now look at me" he said turning my head a bit, so I was looking at him, "see, there are those beautiful eyes." he smiled. It looked almost… genuine. He pulled us over to the bed, and sat us down, me laying against his chest. "so kimmy, what's your story?" he asks me.
Flashback
I was walking my usual path, past the park, turn left at the old oak tree, left again at the stop sign, and past this particular Spanish market, it was really creepy in there, all the employees were Spanish, mostly male, they always stared at me. it was dark out, and i was just walking home, when i hear sirens go off around me, all the glass breaks in the Spanish markets, where loud sirens and red blinking lights go off inside. Next thing I know, there is a spot light, on me, from a helicopter above. I heard a voice coming from the helicopter, it spoke "get on the ground, you've been caught, get on the ground, hands behind your back!" it yelled repeatedly as I did as I was instructed, scared to death. Then, men in armored suits, and shields, with metal bats came marching up to me, as I ways still on the ground with my hands behind my back, face on the ground, scared for my life. one of the men, marched to my school bag, and dumped it, my usual books fell out, then things i had never seen before fell out, about half a dozen pill bottles and a gun. the man picked up the gun with his gloved hand, and threw it in a plastic bag, and investigated it. "yes, this is the girl" he spoke, as my eyes widened, then another 2 men marched up to me, one grabbed my arms roughly, and the other slapped hand cuffs around my wrist. "wha- what, sir I didn't do anything, I sware to god, please!" I yelped out as he drug me up and to his police car, "yea, that's what the all say, sweetheart" he mumbled sarcastically. he drug me to the car opened the door and threw me in, before slamming the door he spoke firmly "you have the right to remain silent anything you say or-" he read me my Miranda rights that I have been trained to study by my military family. He then slammed the door in my face as i started as i began screaming and crying hysterically, "please, please I didn't do anything, I- ive been framed, please you've got to believe me!" i wailed repeatedly, kicking, and moving around relentlessly, attempting to escape, when I slammed my head against the glass window, being the last thing I remember before i blacked out.
a few months later
"mother, you have to believe me when i say I did not do anything! I was framed!" i yelped "no, young lady, it seems you have made some severely horrid choices in your past, that shall not and will not be forgiven, by myself, your father, nor your future. when you get out of this hole, do not even try to find your father nor myself, as we do not want a criminal as a daughter. Good bye" and with that my mother walked away.
Flashback over
"so yeah, that's my story, I guess… before that I was pretty much the typical military brat that moved around a lot" I said, "damn kimmy, sorry but your mother is a complete bitch" he said, with a dark chuckle, "that woman is not my mother!" I said darkly through gritted teeth. I got up again and just paced around the room fuming. Even thinking about that bitch that just a year ago, I called my mother. "kimmy… kim… ugh" jack tried calling him, but I ignored him, and next thing I know his lips are on mine again. We kiss for another few minutes, before I pulled away. After we caught our breath, I smirked, "you know jack, I thought you brought me in here cause we needed to 'talk'?" I asked, sarcastically. He smirked back, "yeah well, I figured actions speak louder than words" he replies back, "but… if you didn't like I could, you know, not kiss you again?" he said, kissing my lips roughly for like a second, "or do this." his voice was deeper than before, hotter. He brought his down to my neck and lick, and nipped all the way down my neck, "or this," he mumbled into my neck as he bit down hard, cause me to whimper, and moan as he licked the now bruised skin. "just shut up and kiss me brewer." I said darkly, wrapping my arms around his neck to bring his face up to mine, as our lips connected with a passionate kiss. Until we heard a voice at the open door, "dude what the fuck!" Harry yelled, he slammed the door open, and walked in he pushed jack who pushed right back, and I knew this wouldn't end good. They're both very persistent boys and neither of them will stop until one is dead or severely hurt, I couldn't let that happen. So I jumped in action before thinking, I stood between them first facing jack, and before I could even stop it, he punched me, right below my eye on my cheek, and I could sware I could hear something crack, I'm sure it's already turning black and purple. I ignored the fact that jack just punched me and that it really hurt, and turned around to Harry. "leave! Now!" I said darkly through gritted teeth, which worked, because he walked out slamming the door shut. I turned around to jack, and I guess he saw my face, "Kim…-" he whispers, reaching his hand up to touch my face, but I backed away. "jack what the fuck!" I yelled at him, "what! How about you tell your fucking boyfriend to back the hell off!" he yells back at me. I start backing away to the door, already telling that this is going to end bad. "he's my boyfriend jack, he has a right to be like that, which he's your brother, you need to get over it! Your supposed to PROTECT me, not fucking make out with me, and act like your brother isn't my fucking boyfriend." I yell back at him, "yea, I'm sure you love throwing that in my face huh?! My brother is your fucking boyfriend! Whoopty fucking doo! Yea, he's your boyfriend, but I don't see him kissing you like that, and I don't see you liking it like that!" he yells, pointing to where we were just making out. "why the fuck do you have to ruin every thing jack?! You already said you'll never love anyone again, and your always so god damned mad, but why do you have to make everyone else miserable with you?!" I ask him. "ruin everything Kim, really? I kissed you, you didn't have to kiss back but you did. That obviously means something!" he yells back at me. "fuck you jack!" I yell running out of the room, "yea, I'm sure you'd like to" he yells down the hall, but I pretty much completely ignore him. And run to my room crying, where I stay all day.
How the hell does this always happen to me!