A Life Like This (Life #1)
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“Are you okay, baby girl?” He pulls my dress down. I hadn’t even realized it was above my waist.
“Hi, JoJo. I’m tired.” I hear more commotion as both Blake and Jon’s security enter the room. Joey is just holding my hands as I watch Blake and Jon get pulled off one another.
“I swear to God, Jon, if you fucking touch her again, I will kill you. I will fucking ruin you.” He spits blood onto the floor. Where did the blood come from I wonder? Blake heads toward me and kneels down in front of me. “Angelica, are you okay? Did anyone hurt you?” He sounds so concerned. He looks like shit too. Damn.
“I’m tired. Can I go to sleep?” That’s what I mean to say, but my words are so slurred I’m not sure what they understood. Joey shakes his head. I try to reach out to Joey to touch his cheek, but I can’t lift up my arm. Joey gets up from in front of me and rushes Jon.
“How can you try to have sex with her when she is this fucking drunk, you sick fuck?” He shoves Jon hard in the chest. “She’s practically comatose, you asshole.” Joey stands nose to nose with Jon and points a finger to his chest. “This isn’t over. I am going to wreak havoc on your world, Jon.” His voice is deadly. I’ve never heard him speak like that before. Joey walks back toward us.
Blake slips one arm under my legs and the other behind my neck and he lifts me in his arms. I rest my head on his chest and let him carry me. Joey is behind us – I think. It sounds like he is on his phone, but I can’t make it out. The music gets louder as he walks out of the office. I moan into his chest. My head is going to explode all over Blake’s nice suit. I moan and burrow deeper into Blake’s chest. He pulls me tighter to him then starts to speed walk out of the club. A minute later, the cold air hits me like a brick wall and it feels amazing. I can barely open my eyes by this point. It takes too much effort, so I don’t. I feel Blake get into a car still with me in his arms. I hear doors open and close, and then we are driving.
“To the penthouse, Joe,” Blake says urgently to his driver. “I’m not letting her go home, Joey. Edward probably knows where she lives and I’m not letting him get fucking near her again. I’m going to kill that fucker.”
“If you get to him before I do.” Joey is whispering. He sounds so far away. “I called Timothy. He’s prepping the jet and will be here in a few hours. I wish I didn’t have to fucking call him. He sounded devastated. Betty is coming with him.” After that, the ride is quiet. I no longer have control of my head and it bobbles along with the car. “Goddamn it, she is fucking wasted. How much did your asshole brother give her?”
“Don’t refer to him as my brother. He is nothing to me now. She is going to feel miserable in the morning. She didn’t fucking need this.”
Joey is running his fingers through my hair. “Baby girl, why the fuck did you go tonight? You told me you wouldn’t.” I want to respond, to tell him I don’t know why I went, but I can’t. I’m too far gone. “Why won’t she fucking answer me anymore?” His voice cracks. Damn it, I need to talk to him. What’s happening to me?
I feel the car stop then more cold air is on my skin. I can no longer hold my head to Blake’s chest and I hang in his arms like a limp noodle. Words are being said, but by this point, I can’t make them out. I can’t even open my eyes to see who is saying them. A short time later, I feel cool sheets beneath me. I must be on Blake’s bed. Well, this wasn’t how I wanted to experience my first time here. I feel my shoes being taken off then my dress. A shirt is replacing it. The whole time I am limp. The fog that had taken over my brain is now gone and all there is, is black. Nothing. Then like lightning hitting, I feel myself start to shake, uncontrollable shaking that I can’t stop. God, it hurts. What’s happening? What’s the warm foam I feel on my face? What the fuck is going on with my body? Is someone screaming? Is it Blake? Is it Joey? Is it me? I can hear nothing but the rattling of my body. God, it hurts so bad. The shaking stops, my breathing slows, and a blanket of quiet darkness takes me under.
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CS Jacobs lives in Southern California with her husband and three young children. She has a slight obsession with reading and Starbucks. She spends most of her time reading, writing or rescuing animals.