two of them. I don’t know what the hell this is or why she’s here, but what I do know is that she needs to go.
“She can’t stay, Sharp. That’s a fuckin’ war we aren’t ready for. Besides the fuckin’ fact that she doesn’t wanna be here!” Feeling my temperature rising, I grab a cigarette and light it up. Taking a long drawl, I look at the smirk on Sharp’s face.
“I don’t give one fuck what she wants. She’s here now so fuckin’ deal with it.” Sharp snaps and turns leaving the room so I turn my attention to Tank.
“Don’t look at me like that, brother. Sharp told me to bring her in.” Tank turns to leave when I turn back to Jada. I can’t fucking believe she is lying here in my fucking bed.
With a hard swallow I walk over and sit on the side of my bed and watch her sleep. She is a complete high fucking mess. Her eyes roll around her head and the fire inside of me heats up. I want that motherfucker to pay for what he’s done to her.
I watch her a little longer when she starts to gag. Son of a bitch she’s fucking choking on her own vomit. This is so damn wrong.
I stand and rush to the bathroom turning the cold water on in the shower. She needs to fucking wake up.
Grabbing her off the bed, I carry her into the bathroom calling her name the whole time.
“Jada, come on. You need to wake up!” Screaming at her her head rolls around in my arms. This is fucked up!
I climb in the shower with Jada in my arms, sliding to the floor and holding her under the water. I don’t give a fuck that both of us are still fully dressed I just need her to wake up.
Jada starts to fight me and I thank god for that. At least she is waking up a little.
“Jada. Come on baby.” Rubbing her hair out of her face, she struggles against me but I don’t ease my grip on her. I have missed her so fucking much I don’t want to let her go. Even if it means sitting in this cold ass shower with her.
“Don’t fucking touch me! Leave me alone!” Jada thrashes around trying to get out of my grip but I don’t let her.
“It’s me, Jada. It’s Creed. Calm down sweetheart.” I press my lips to her temple in hopes of soothing her, calming her.
“Creed? Oh god.” Jada cries and cries hard. Her body shakes as she twists and turns in my arms. Her arms slide around my neck as she holds me in a death grip. Snaking my arms around her body tighter I pull her against me.
I run my hand down her hair. I don’t know who it’s calming more, me or her.
“I’m sorry, Creed. I shouldn’t be here.” Her little groggy voice fills my heart. I’m so fucking glad that she’s here and she’s alive but I can’t stop the thoughts of hurting her again.
“I know but you are. Let’s get you dry.” Standing up I lift her with me before setting her on the floor in the bedroom. I walk over and grab a t-shirt from the dresser before turning to face her.
My breath catches in my throat. The beauty that I left on that rooftop stands in front of me, broken and abused.
Her shirt clings to her wet body in ways that make my dick spring to life. Her nipples are hard pebbles peeking through the flimsy material at me. Begging me. Water dripping down her face and shoulders. God fucking help me.
“I was so mad at you for leaving me. I went to Cher’s but she left for college. Mom was mom. She had boyfriends and they did things… they did things to me, Creed.” Her tears turn to sobs that choke her. I stand still watching the emotions flowing from her and I fucking hate myself for everything she had to endure. If I would have just sucked it up and stayed none of this shit would be happening to her right now.
Shaking my head, I take a step towards her shaking body.
“I didn’t know. I watched you for a while before I left for good. I couldn’t be there and see you without touching you. Fuck! If only I had known.” Jada chews her lip trying not to look at me. I know she’s hurting and I’m the cause of it but fuck if I
“She can’t stay, Sharp. That’s a fuckin’ war we aren’t ready for. Besides the fuckin’ fact that she doesn’t wanna be here!” Feeling my temperature rising, I grab a cigarette and light it up. Taking a long drawl, I look at the smirk on Sharp’s face.
“I don’t give one fuck what she wants. She’s here now so fuckin’ deal with it.” Sharp snaps and turns leaving the room so I turn my attention to Tank.
“Don’t look at me like that, brother. Sharp told me to bring her in.” Tank turns to leave when I turn back to Jada. I can’t fucking believe she is lying here in my fucking bed.
With a hard swallow I walk over and sit on the side of my bed and watch her sleep. She is a complete high fucking mess. Her eyes roll around her head and the fire inside of me heats up. I want that motherfucker to pay for what he’s done to her.
I watch her a little longer when she starts to gag. Son of a bitch she’s fucking choking on her own vomit. This is so damn wrong.
I stand and rush to the bathroom turning the cold water on in the shower. She needs to fucking wake up.
Grabbing her off the bed, I carry her into the bathroom calling her name the whole time.
“Jada, come on. You need to wake up!” Screaming at her her head rolls around in my arms. This is fucked up!
I climb in the shower with Jada in my arms, sliding to the floor and holding her under the water. I don’t give a fuck that both of us are still fully dressed I just need her to wake up.
Jada starts to fight me and I thank god for that. At least she is waking up a little.
“Jada. Come on baby.” Rubbing her hair out of her face, she struggles against me but I don’t ease my grip on her. I have missed her so fucking much I don’t want to let her go. Even if it means sitting in this cold ass shower with her.
“Don’t fucking touch me! Leave me alone!” Jada thrashes around trying to get out of my grip but I don’t let her.
“It’s me, Jada. It’s Creed. Calm down sweetheart.” I press my lips to her temple in hopes of soothing her, calming her.
“Creed? Oh god.” Jada cries and cries hard. Her body shakes as she twists and turns in my arms. Her arms slide around my neck as she holds me in a death grip. Snaking my arms around her body tighter I pull her against me.
I run my hand down her hair. I don’t know who it’s calming more, me or her.
“I’m sorry, Creed. I shouldn’t be here.” Her little groggy voice fills my heart. I’m so fucking glad that she’s here and she’s alive but I can’t stop the thoughts of hurting her again.
“I know but you are. Let’s get you dry.” Standing up I lift her with me before setting her on the floor in the bedroom. I walk over and grab a t-shirt from the dresser before turning to face her.
My breath catches in my throat. The beauty that I left on that rooftop stands in front of me, broken and abused.
Her shirt clings to her wet body in ways that make my dick spring to life. Her nipples are hard pebbles peeking through the flimsy material at me. Begging me. Water dripping down her face and shoulders. God fucking help me.
“I was so mad at you for leaving me. I went to Cher’s but she left for college. Mom was mom. She had boyfriends and they did things… they did things to me, Creed.” Her tears turn to sobs that choke her. I stand still watching the emotions flowing from her and I fucking hate myself for everything she had to endure. If I would have just sucked it up and stayed none of this shit would be happening to her right now.
Shaking my head, I take a step towards her shaking body.
“I didn’t know. I watched you for a while before I left for good. I couldn’t be there and see you without touching you. Fuck! If only I had known.” Jada chews her lip trying not to look at me. I know she’s hurting and I’m the cause of it but fuck if I
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