Shit. Shit. Shit. I thought. Not good.
"Jodie?" A voice called. Shitshitshit.
"In here sweetheart," I called, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice. He came into the kitchen and smiled at the image of me cooking.
"There's my good girl," he said, "You see, you'll never need to break the law again. Not now you've got me"
At least he was in a good mood. But that could change in a second.
"Yes, thank you ever so much," I lied, "I don't know what I'd do without you,"
He grinned, "So what are we having tonight?"
"Um, casserole," I said. He frowned.
"We had casserole a few nights back," he said.
"Um, did we? Sorry!" I said, hoping I was convincing enough. I didn't want to tell him there wasn't anymore food left. He always took it out on me, even though it wasn't my fault he didn't give me enough money to buy the food he liked. He spent most of it on alcohol.
"It's ok," he said, "Smells good,"
I continued fussing about for a few minutes while he watched me.
"Jodie," he said, his voice a little more slurred due to the whiskey he was drinking, "Come here, darling,"
I didn't dare argue with him, though I didn't have time for this.
"Yes?" I asked from a few inches away from him. His arm stretched out and grabbed my waist, pulling me closer.
"This is almost perfect," he said looking in my eyes.
"Um, what's wrong?" I asked, scared I'd forgotten something.
"You're all covered up," he said. I blinked.
"Of course I am," I said carefully, "It's daytime,"
He growled and his hands grabbed at my clothes. My dress was ripped off and I stepped away from him, trying to cover myself up. He stood up, towering over my tiny frame.
"Do not try and cover your body," he commanded. I whimpered, and he grabbed my arms, pulling them above my head and slamming me against the wall, eyes raking over me. I shivered, "All this," he said, "Is mine. Not yours. Mine. You'll wear what I say, when I say. Understand? I don't care when, or where!"
I nodded and he took my underwear off, let me go, and put my clothes in the washing machine. We stared at each other for a moment before he pointed to the stove. While I worked, he watched me. Freakin Pervert. But I didn't argue. I was scared out of my mind. How had I ever fallen for him? Never mix business with pleasure! Rule number one. But I had to break the rules. Again and again.
I served the dinned and sat across from him. We ate in silence, but I knew he was looking at me. He stood up.
"Tell me Jodie," He said. His voice used to make me shiver, but now it made me shudder, "Do you love me?"
I glanced up at him, "Of course I love you," I said clearly. He nodded to himself and stiffened. When he turned around, he looked angry. Crap, "What's wrong?"
"Who's been here?" He screamed, "Who've you been screwing while I was out?"
"What? I haven't been screwing anyone but you!" I protested. This. Was. Not. Good.
"Somehow, I don't believe you. Just give me a name, Jodie, and I'll go easy on you,"
TRAP! The voice in my head screamed. "I really don't know what to tell you. I haven't been screwing anyone but you. Why would I want to? You're everything I need,"
He stared at me for a second, then ran and grabbed my throat, slamming me against the wall.
"Nice try, sweetheart," he hissed in my face. My legs dangled uselessly, high above the floor, and my hands tried to pull his away from my throat. I couldn't breathe, and it was shit scary, "But flattering me doesn't stop me seeing through lies,"
Black spots were appearing in front of my eyes, blocking out some of his face. He loosened his grip a little, giving me some sweet, sweet air.
"Please," I choked out, "Don't hurt me. I didn't…"
His grip tightened, "No more lies!" He shouted in my face, causing me to flinch. He laughed, and dropped me to the floor. I scrambled away from him, but his boot caught me in the side. A cry escaped my lips as I went flying across the room. I pushed myself so I was sitting against the wall.
He walked to the back door, grabbing his coat, wallet and keys.
"Wash the dishes," he said casually, and slammed the door shut. I heard the locks click, then I sighed and went over to the sink.
"Jodie, please babe, open you eyes," I heard someone say. I tried, I really did, but my eyes didn't want to open. The blackness surrounded me, and I was scared. I hated those dreams. I though they'd gone away ages ago, but I guess not. Great.
I tried again to open my eyes, and they seemed to understand. I located x-ray in an instant. I didn't even realise I was staring at him until someone cleared their throat.
We were in the bedroom building. I tried to sit up, but the room started spinning, and I guess I swayed or something, because X-ray lay me down again. Instead, I looked to see who else was there.
"You ok?" Armpit said. Him and Magnet were leaning against X-ray's bed. I nodded. Bad idea. Ouch.
"I'm fine," I said, surprised it was easy to talk. Oh yeah, I'd only dreamed I was being attacked. I let out a sigh of routine and hugged X-ray. Then I remembered the letter, and it all came rushing back, "Um, what time is it?" I asked, desperate for something else to think about. X-ray pushed me back and studied my face. I guess my voice wasn't as even as I'd hoped, "What?" I asked.
"What's wrong?" he said quietly. And there was no way I was telling him. Nope. He did not need to know. He would think me weak and vulnerable, unable to look out for myself. And I didn't want to talk about it. I didn't need to drag it all up again.
"Nothing," I said, "What time is it?"
Just as I said it, the light went off and I heard X-ray sigh. He pushed me over slightly, and climbed in. I decided I'd be more comfortable on his chest, and climbed on him.
"Did you read it?" I asked very, very quietly. That way, he could pretend he didn't hear me, and we wouldn't have to talk about it.
He didn't answer for so long, that's exactly what I thought he was doing, but then he said, "Yes," he pause for a second, "But I don't understand why it's bad,"
I felt him hand me a piece of paper. I read it again, though I knew it by heart. It wasn't very long.
Jodie
Happy birthday! Twenty three, wow. And yet, I bet you won't look a day older than when I last saw you. Well, I'll see you later.
It wasn't signed. But I would recognize the writing anywhere. It wouldn't really be distinctive to anyone else, but I could spot it a mile off. I shuddered as I thought about my dream. Well, memory, to be exact.
"Jodie," X-ray whispered. I glanced up at him, glad of the light from the moon, "What's wrong with it?"
"I wish I could tell you," I said, tears falling down my cheeks. I hated lying to him, "I really do. But I can't. Not yet,"
"But you will?" he said, "At some point?"
"I promise. It's just hard for me to talk about, you know?" I say. He tilts my head up to look at me.
"You're scared," he states. I pulled my head away, not wanting to tell him anything, "You don't have to be scared. I'll protect you. Forever," he kissed me fiercely, and I felt nothing but love. When he pulled away, I rested my head on his shoulder and drifted into a light sleep.
I woke up before anyone else. People were shouting, and then it was silent. I thought I'd imagined it, and looked at X-ray to see if it had woken him.
It hadn't, but I was hit with a pang of love as I looked at him sleeping. He looked like an angel, and he was. He was my angel. Need to remember that name, I thought to myself, smirking. It could annoy him. And he was hot when he was annoyed.
"What are you smiling at," A voice said. I looked down to see him smiling underneath me. I grinned wider, and leant down to kiss him.
"Oh, nothing much, just this and that," I said, "Angel,"
His eyes darkened just a bit, and the ache between my legs got worse.
"Sorry," He growled, "I didn't catch that,"
"Catch what?" I asked, "Oh, your new nickname. Angel. Do you like it?"
He watched me closely for a second, and then picked me up. I got dressed quickly and quietly, not wanting to wake the others up, but I needed him. Now.
I followed him out and saw him head towards the wreck room. It would be empty. Perfect.
I closed the door and turned around. X-ray was sitting on the sofa, so I went and sat next to him, and then he pulled me onto his lap, and my heart started racing.
"So," he asked, his thumb drawing lazy circles on my wrist, "What's my name, Jodie?"
I smiled, deciding to tease him a bit, "I can't remember, give me a clue?"
His glare sent shivers through me, and I felt his hands slip down my body. My skin broke out in goose bumps. His eyes never looked away from mine, and I could almost see the smirk in them. He unbuttoned a button and slipped his hand inside. His fingers danced lightly down from my stomach to my pelvic bone. He slid his fingers inside my thong, and I closed my eyes.
His shoved his fingers roughly inside me, and I gasped out. He rested his head on my shoulder and I felt his breath on my neck. His thumb brushed lightly over my clit, and I groaned. He slipped another finger inside me, and I started grinding shamelessly against them.
"Do you like this Jodie?" he asked in my ear. I moaned in response, and he smirked against my skin.
When I could feel myself getting close, he asked me another question.
"What's my name, Jodie?" he said. I didn't answer, "Jodie, what's my name?" he growled it this time, and shoved his fingers in harder to emphasise the point.
"X-ray," I gasped out, and that sent me over the edge, "Oh, fuck," I said, before I lost control. Waves of pleasure washed over me, and he held me through it.
Eventually though, it went away, but my happiness stayed. I opened my eyes and found X-ray had moved his head from my shoulder, and was watching me. I moved one leg so I was straddling him. He watched me with cautious eyes. I touched his dick through the fabric. He closed his eyes, and when I started rubbing him, he hissed, "Fuck yes!"
When his eyes snapped open, they were black. He tackled me to the ground, and rolled me under him. I felt his erection on my stomach and smirked at him. I pushed one of his elbows and rolled him over. Then I took his suit off and mine.
He shoved his boxers down and ripped off my thong. I mounted him and started grinding against him. I felt his hands on my hips, and the spun me around so I was facing away from him, and he sat up. He pulled my back against his chest, and I moaned at the new angle. Then he flipped me onto my hands and knees, and slammed full force into me.
He kept it hard, but picked up the pace. When my orgasm finally came, I felt tears fall down my face.
He wiped them away and sent me a smile.
"Well, at least you now my name now," he said, and I laughed. It sounded husky, and I saw his eyes darken just a bit. God, he had some sex drive. But we didn't have time, so we quickly got dressed, ran into the showers, cleaned ourselves,
We met the rest of Camp D heading for the mess hall, and joined them. X-ray held my hand the entire time, which relaxed me.
We found out we'd be digging in the same area as Camp A. We met them in the Mess hall, and X-ray hung on to me protectively.
"Yeah," the biggest one said, "I'm Fever, and I'm the boss of this group. What about you?"
X-ray reluctantly left my side and stepped forward, "I'm X-ray. I'm the boss," He introduced all of our group, and left me until last. I caught Fever staring at me.
"Ok," he said, "This could work,"
And then we departed. X-ray put an arm around my waist, and I sighed.
"You're a little possessive, you know that?" I asked him. He didn't even smile.
"You're not to talk with Fever, understand?"
"I'll talk to whoever I damn well please!" I said. It was his turn to sigh.
"Jodie, please. Fever's not good, he's trouble. Please, please don't get involved with him,"
"X-ray, you need to understand that I make my own choices. I'm my own person, understand?"
He didn't speak, he just turned to look at me. And I saw the worry in his beautiful eyes. I placed a hand on the side of his face.
"Ok, I won't get involved with him. As long as you stop worrying about me,"
"I'll never stop worrying about you," he said, catching my hand and kissing it. The we went to get our shovels.
Throughout the morning, I was aware of eyes on me, but I brushed it aside. After a few hours, X-ray came over to my hole.
"He's staring at you," he said, jumping in my half finished hole. I shrugged, and folded myself into him, closing my eyes, and letting him kiss me. I knew what he was doing. He was claiming me. I tasted possession in that kiss, and I'd be just as possessive over him, if other females were eyeing him up. Which thy must do, all the time.
Unfortunately though, the kiss had to end. I opened my eyes and smiled at his grinning face. I hugged myself close to him, and he squeezed my body tightly to his. I sighed and surrendered
Then he climbed out of my hole, and I picked up my shovel.
I was nearly finished when the shadow fell across my hole. I thought it would be X-ray, so ignored him. Just as I thought he would, he jumped down.
But this figure was taller than X-ray. I couldn't see his face from the harsh sun, but when I squinted, I realized it was Fever. Oh crap.
"Um," I said, "Can I help you?"
"Mmm, I hope so," he said, coming closer. I backed up.
"Please just stay there," I said, and I was quite please my voice was steady, though I was scared. I might have some muscles, but I was no match against this guy. He shook his head, and batted away my shovel when I tried to hit him with it. He shoved me against the solid wall, put a huge hand over my mouth, and I whimpered.
"Mmm, baby," he said, nipping at my neck, "Do you like it rough?"
I shook my head, and struggled to get away from him. He hut his eyes and smiled.
"I like the feel of you moving beneath me. Do you want me to take you right now? Right here?"
I shook my head frantically, begging him with my eyes. He stared at me for a second, then laughed.
"I'll take that as a yes," he said, and I felt one of his hands brush down my body.
"Well," a voice said, "I thought it was a pretty clear no,"
I looked up, or tried to. But I already knew it was X-ray. And it seemed like most of camp D was there too. Fever laughed again, stepped away from me, and held up his hands.
"Ok dude, no one's hurt," he said, and I could see him sizing X-ray up. And that made me mad. Madder than I'd ever been.
I lunged forward and kicked his balls. He let out a yell, and keeled over. I backed away from his grabbing hands, and felt someone pull me out.
X-ray hugged me close, and I buried my head in his chest. He kissed the top of my head and we walked away from everyone. Luckily, my hole was finished, and I didn't have to go back. The guys offered to do X-ray's hole, and he took them up on it, thank goodness.
An hour later, I was sitting on X-ray's knee in the wreck room, head in the crook of his neck, getting his suit a bit wet from my just-washed hair. I felt myself drifting off.
A/N; Please review!