Remember Cinderella (True Loves Fairytale Book 2)

by Tracey Champion

  “MOM!” Niki yelled at an ear piercing level.

  “No Nicole! I can’t help you. I won’t help you. This is all your fault. You made a big mistake young lady.” Matt moved around Patty.

  “Cara can you carefully stand up?” I watched him pull out the handcuffs. This was what I was waiting for. The moment it was all over with.

  “Yes.” I moved slowly and as I moved I leaned to my right. I still made it hard for Niki to run off, but I was able to force her to roll over.

  Matt grabbed her arms the moment I was off of Niki. He cuffed her and brought her to her feet. She was in tears and I felt no remorse for her. I wasn’t sorry, she deserved this.

  “Jordan.” She cried, but he made no attempt to respond to her. His whole body was cold and void of emotion. I wondered how long that would stay. I moved into her face.

  “You messed up Niki. Jordan can’t save you. He loves me.” I smile.

  “I hate you. You will see. You can’t have him. He doesn’t want you.” Niki kept rambling and laughing. I stared in disappointment.

  Matt just took Niki off as he read her Miranda rights. She kept yelling. My heart dropped to my stomach. I didn’t know what would happen from here. I wanted her to seek help, but she also needed to be punished for what she did.

  “Cara?” Patty was in front of me holding her hand out. I took it and stood to my feet. “I’m so sorry for the role Niki played in your kidnapping. I’m ashamed of it because that isn’t the daughter I raised.” I couldn’t help the tears that fell from my eyes.

  “Sometimes the path we are given changes and we detour. Sometimes we can’t fight how we feel or the evil inside us.” I wiped my tears away because my heart breaks with Patty’s

  “I wish you the best Cara and again I’m sorry.” I knew she meant what she was telling me.

  “You don’t have to be sorry. I don’t owe you forgiveness. It wasn’t your fault what Niki did. You and I are good.” She smiled at me and I hugged her. I watched as she left the backyard.

  I was now left to deal with everyone else. Jordan was going to be mad at me for cussing. Well, he was going to be mad at me for using Ryan to stop him too.

  I spun around to take a look at everyone around me. What was going to happen? Part of me was scared to death, the other part was sad. I wanted what was in the box more than anything, but now would be the worst time for him to give it to me.

  “Jordan?” I question. I watch him sigh. I knew this was bad. My heart just broke into a million piece. He took a moment and then stomped his feet heavily in my direction. I stood my ground. I didn’t want him to see how frightened I was.

  He stood directly in front of me. I wondered why no one was saying anything, but it looked like no one else knew what to say. The silence was killing me.

  Jordan moved and bent down picking me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on to him. He still wasn’t saying anything. I took a moment to check his eyes for something.

  “Where the hell is my scared pretty girl?” He asked me.

  “I’m still here.” I said with a crack in my voice.

  “True, but what you did. How you defended yourself amazes me.” His eyes searched mine and I smiled.

  “Are you mad at me?” I wanted to know the answer to that. My heart stopped for a moment waiting on his answer.

  “How in the world could I be mad at you? I fucking love you. Watching everything you did, that was cool as shit. You stood up for yourself.” I did do that.

  “But I stopped you with Ryan and I cursed.” He shook his head and laughed.

  “You asked for help from a friend and as for the cussing. I’ll let it slide. But you’re going to owe me.” I pouted.

  “Owe you what?”

  “I want a kiss and I still have…” I kissed him to shut him up. I know it was rude but now wasn’t right. I gave him everything I had in the kiss as our tongues intertwined.

  “Jordan, I know what you were going to ask me. Can we have another redo?” I watch him frown.

  “Cara I can’t stand to wait again.” I know what I was asking for was hard, but I needed it.

  “Please, don’t let me remember that you proposed to me after I fought with Niki. I don’t want her anywhere near that memory.” My hiccups slowly began.

  “Okay, I’ll give you your redo.”

  CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

  CARA

  It had been over a week with what had happened with Niki. I spent some time talking with Jordan and my father over how things were going to play out. From what I was told, I had to again leave everything up to my father.

  To be honest I hated that idea. I wanted Niki to see me head on, but Jordan told me that he would bust my butt if I pushed the issue. He made it clear that he would pay me back for every time I cursed while having my fight with her.

  “Darn it.” I accidentally said out loud in the library room. I was putting some new books on the shelf to stare at. I had spent some of my free time collecting some really good book series.

  “Cara is everything okay?” I looked over at Jordan.

  “Yes, I was just thinking about everything.” I stopped putting the book away. “I want to confront Niki. I know I asked for her to get help, but I should be there.” It was almost February and I felt I had every right to be there at the plea agreement this Friday.

  “Pretty girl, I don’t want you there. I love you, but it would only make things worse for you and you are doing so good and it’s only going to set you back.” I knew what he was telling me, but I wanted to make the attempt to be there.

  “Please.” I pleaded to him.

  “Not going to work pretty girl.” Well that’s no fun.

  I stood on my tip toes and gave Jordan a little kiss. I should call it a night. I had been spending way too much time in the library room trying to distract myself. I had originally come into the room to write in my journal.

  “Jordan would you like to take a bath with me?” I asked.

  “Not right now.” Jordan took my hands and dragged me over to the now large lounge chair in the room. I had taken out the small couch and put it in the area by his desk for now.

  Jordan sat on the chair and I watch his eyes trail my body. I was only in a pair of pink lace boy shorts and a tank top. Jordan took a hand and caressed my leg up to my butt cheek.

  “Strip for me Cara Mia, my beautiful beloved.” I loved more than anything when he said that to me. I was still waiting for him to pop the question again. The anticipation was going to kill me.

  I stepped back from him and slowly slipped off my shorts. Once they dropped to the ground I stepped one foot out and then with the other tossed them at Jordan.

  “You do know if you want me your boxers have to come off too,” I told him as I took off my top.

  “Well, aren’t you demanding.” He stood and dropped his boxers. I walked close to him pushing him back on the couch.

  I wasn’t in the mood to be played with. He spent some time earlier teasing me. I hated now that he was doing that. I would get all hot and ready for more and then he would stop.

  I climbed up on his lap. I reached down and dragged two fingers up my slit causing a deep moan to slip my lips. I was really wet. I took a moment and grabbed Jordan dick and began to stroke him.

  I looked up at him through my lashes. I could see what I was doing to him. I mean really he deserved to be tortured a little for what he’s done to me, but the tingling between my legs was calling to me. It was begging to be filled.

  I held onto his dick and lined him up with my opening. Before I sank down I kissed Jordan. The moment when our tongues began to dance I slid down. His piercing rubbed my inner walls just right and he moaned into my mouth.

  My body warmed knowing it was me that caused him to make noises like that. I began slow movements up and down his member. I just wanted to feel him, all of him.

  Jordan was the one to break the kiss and he grabbed onto my hips to force me to rock harder. This time, I was the
one to moan. I knew what he was doing. He wanted control. I tried to fight him until he stood up and place me on my back.

  The carpet in the room was soft. We learned a few months ago that it didn’t cause rug burn on my back. So that was where I ended up. I was okay with this. Jordan sank pretty deep inside me.

  “Jordan.” I wanted everything he could give me. “Fuck me, please. No more teasing, I want you to make me orgasm.”

  “I hope you're ready for this pretty girl.” I gave him a sinful smile.

  “More than ready.” Jordan picked up his movements and I rocked my hips to meet each of his thrusts. After a while in this position, he sat up pulling me with him.

  I rocked my hips on his lap. He was deepest in this position and I was chasing that orgasm I wanted so bad. He began to kiss my neck and my body began to warm.

  “Jordan I’m so close.” I wanted to fly off that edge.

  “Then take what you want and cum pretty girl.” Holy hell, I don’t know how he does that, but I began to shake from my orgasm.

  I tried to ride it out but was unable to. Jordan rolled me onto my back again and thrust a few more times into me. I felt him twitch and then he was done.

  “So now can we have that bath?” I asked causing him to laugh.

  “Yes, pretty girl.” We separated and collected our clothing. I was the first one in the room and began the bath.

  I added a few things to the water and lit a few candle. Jordan came into the bathroom with a bottle of water. I drank some as he climbed in. I followed behind him.

  “You know the first thing I did with you was wash you.” I giggled at his words.

  “Yes, you did after learning I was a virgin.” Jordan began to put soap on the washcloth that I had taken into the bath.

  “Yeah that was surprising information, but I’m glad you were untouched. You’re perfect for me Cara.” I smiled as Jordan moved some of my hair off the back of my neck.

  I was smart and placed it in a messy bun after I took out the braid. I didn’t want to get my hair wet. He slowly washed my shoulders and then my back.

  I closed my eyes as he began to kiss on my neck. I couldn’t help when he caused he to giggle in that one tender spot. He then took the cloth and washed my breasts taking his slow time doing the task.

  He seemed to be playing with my breasts only causing them to become heavy with need. I was surprised at how easy I would get so turned on by him. I just hoped that he wasn’t just teasing me.

  “Jordan.” I softly begged him.

  “I know; I plan to take care of it.” He whispered and let go of the wash cloth.

  His hand dropped under the water. The bubble hid his hand from my view, but I felt him grab my leg and spread them a little more. Jordan then trailed his hand up my thigh and between my legs.

  I wasn’t surprised when a finger or two slipped inside me. He continued to kiss on my neck as he played with me. I was so sensitive that I knew I could orgasm again. However, I became disappointed when he removed his fingers.

  “Please.” I wanted no needed more.

  His fingers danced up to my clit. Jordan began to rub soft circles on my clit and I cried out in pleasure. I was so freaking close, but I couldn’t drop off that peak.

  “Come on pretty girl. My sexy and wonderful Cara Mia, cum for me.” My heart stuttered as I orgasmed. I was in a heavenly bliss.

  We finished up the bath and then went to bed. I knew then that everything was going to be okay. I just had to trust Jordan’s judgment.

  JORDAN

  I have a meeting with Mason this morning. I know we have had a few discussions over the past week. This has been a process that I don’t ever want to repeat. I’m not enjoying it, but it has to get done.

  I had to box every piece of information Bull Dog Protect and Investigations had on both Travis and Niki. I was actually surprised we had a couple of boxes worth of evidence. That didn’t include what everyone else contributed to the pile.

  I mean Tyler and Ryan had small boxes and even Seth brought out a box. I believe Seth’s box surprised me the most, but the information was no longer ours to keep. I even turned over the journal.

  I began to answer some emails when there was a knock at my office door. I had shut it so I could get more work done. When I opened the door Mason was on the other side.

  “Hi, Mason.”

  “Jordan.” I let out a sigh.

  “You mentioned that there was information we had to go over.” I reminded him because he requested the meeting.

  “Actually I wanted to inform you that I was able to draft the plea agreement to your specifications. You have made arrangements that Cara will be busy Friday correct.”

  “Yes Sir, she’s going out with a bunch of the ladies Friday. I think it included my sister, mother, Hanna, your wife, and Bridgette. I know there will be others.” Mason dropped his head to his lap and began to laugh.

  “You had to tell some of your plans for mid-February to those women. Do you understand the hell my house has been in?” I don’t understand what he’s talking about.

  “I meant to bring up that event. I need to get an invoice from you. I tried to talk with Elizabeth, but we keep getting disconnected.” His laugh was deeper now.

  “She’s hanging up on you Jordan. You won’t get an invoice because you’re not paying for it. Elizabeth asked for my credit card and I handed it over as long as she stopped talking to me about everything. I just get to pay the bill when it comes in.” When he sat back there was this look in his eyes of a proud father.

  “I can pay for this. I should pay for this.” It was only right.

  “Yeah, not a chance. There’s an estrogen party at my house. You want to fight with one of them on it that’s your grave your digging. I tried to tell something along those line to my wife and mother but got my ass handed to me. My mother can be terrifying.”

  “Grandma Chloe, terrifying. I just don’t believe that.” His posture changed.

  “She walks with a cane for balance but don’t let her fool you. It’s a freaking weapon. Do not turn your back on my mother. She hit me in the ass with it.” Shame washed over his face. “In front of the estrogen party. I mean my man card was violated by my own damn mother.” I couldn’t help but laugh.

  “Oh don’t even get me started on your mother, Beverly. I won’t argue with her at all. I normally feel ten feet tall with my manliness, but wow she made me feel like I was barely two feet. Watching her congratulate my mother on caning my ass with a damn skillet in front of her. No, thank you.”

  “Yeah, my mom has whooped my ass. It’s not pretty and you don’t mess with her in a kitchen that can cause world war three all on its own. Been there and tried to avoid that.” I knew what he was talking about.

  There was many times where my father wasn’t home. Mom became the disciplinarian. She could make dads punishments look like child’s play depending upon what Amber or I had done wrong.

  “It feels wrong that you’re paying the bill on this.” Mason glared at me.

  “Nothing wrong with it. I don’t have a choice.” We spent the next hour going over the preparations for Friday.

  After that things should be good from here on out. I can finally finish the plans for mid-February. This time nothing can go wrong.

  CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

  NIKI

  This is stupid. The fucking people here have me in these nasty ass strips. I begged my lawyer to allow me to wear decent normal clothes to this meeting, but it’s not allowed. How stupid is that?

  They have been forcing me to take my medicine since I’ve been here. This ugly ass nurse comes into my room with two of the guards. I’ve begged to be given pills, but she reminds me of the same thing over and over.

  “We can’t trust you to actually swallow the pills Nicole. Plus, you’ve shown us that you don’t mind making yourself sick.” Who does this woman think I am? She made me sound like I’m bulimic or something.

  But you have been before.

/>   “No I haven’t.” The voice in my head needs to stop stupid woman. I giggle a little.

  You know I’m telling the truth. You can’t be trusted. You have me Niki. You’re the last person anyone would want to trust.

  “Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” I’m screaming but to no one. I’m talking to myself. I laugh more.

  This whole thing is messed up. I feel like I’m losing my mind, but am I. Last night I heard the most horrific screaming and this morning when I talked to the guard they told me I heard nothing.

  You know you’re crazy right. They know you’re crazy. You only heard what you thought you heard because you have been punished and placed in the crazy room. No one is going to save you. All you have left is me.

  “Jordan will save me.” I giggle again. “He still loves me.” I smile to no one.

  He won’t save you. He hates you.

  “He doesn’t hate me. JT, is in love with me.” I know he’s in love with me and I smile from ear to ear.

  Why would he still love you? He knows you had Travis kidnap Cara. Come on he’s obsessively in love with her and not you. Really funny how that worked out. You lost this one. She even put you in your place,

  “You stupid annoying bitch. He loves me and I know that. You will see. Cara will learn Jordan is mine.” I roll my eyes as I grin.

  Silly Niki, Cara knows better. Jordan belongs to her. He’s been intimate with her.

  “Go away!” I scream.

  Spoilsport.

  I have to wait in this ugly ass room until my lawyer comes and gets me. Lucky for me I don’t have a court appointed attorney. I was surprised when he showed up, but Travis must have loved me after all because he gave this guy a lot of money to save my sorry ass.

  And you treated him like dirt. He loved you and you walked all over him.

  “Leave me the fuck alone!” I screamed as someone knocked on the door. A guard entered the room. Couldn’t help but laugh.