Jason's
smile disappeared and he just stared blankly at me. I noticed his hand turning
into a fist and his body was completely frozen.
"I
am sorry. Please do not get mad at me." – I whispered and turned my head
towards the sandwich, then took a bite, even though I was not hungry anymore.
He was leaned on my side, slightly touching my
thigh with his hand.
"I
will see you later in our room." – He whispered back to me and gave my
thigh a light squeeze.
This
time my whole body froze under his touch and the words he just spoke to me. Did
I make a mistake? Maybe I should have not said that to him. Maybe it was early.
Maybe he is mad now because it is early. Maybe he wanted to sleep with me
before he kills me. Maybe he wanted me to love him before he kills me. Maybe he
has not planned how to kill me, yet. Maybe he has. Maybe it is today. Maybe it
is tomorrow. Maybe it is this week. Maybe it is this month. Or year. You could
never know with Jason. I just hope I will spend more time with him before he
kills me.
I
snapped out of my thoughts when I heard Shane's voice. Jason was still next to
me, the boys were gone and Shane was standing outside the kitchen, asking me am
I going to join them to play a game in the living room. I nod my head in
response and he left. Now, it was just me and Jason, sitting on the kitchen
table. Slowly, I stood up and took the plate in my hands. I went towards the
sink and put it in. The sink was full of dishes from the boys. I sighed and
pulled the sleeves of my sweatshirt up. Then, I started washing the dishes.
His
hand touched my hip and I slightly jumped. My hands started to shake. I did not
even notice when he got up and got behind me. His hand traveled under my shirt,
to my belly. I closed my eyes and goosebumps formed on my skin. I loved his
touch. He could touch anywhere he wanted. His lips kissed my neck, as his right
hand got under my shirt too. Both of his cold hands were on my belly, while his
lips were kissing my neck. The water was still running in the sink and I had a
plate in my hands. The plate slipped from my hands and fell on the ground,
shattering in pieces. I opened my eyes and looked at it. Gasp left my mouth and
I put my hands over Jason's.
"Let
go of me." – The words left my mouth.
Instead
of letting me go, he gripped his hands even more.
"I
will let go when I want. It is just a stupid plate anyway. Let it. You are not
going to pick it up, you can cut yourself."
"But,
I did this! It is my fault. Let me clean the mess I made." – I kind of
yelled at Jason.
He
removed his hands from me and turned me towards him. He was mad.
"Why
the fuck do you always need to ruin the moment?! We were good and you had to
care about a fucking, stupid, broken plate! Can't you just leave it there?!
Nobody cares anyway! God damn it Natalie!"
– He went with his fingers through his hair.
"Natalie?"
– I did not care that he was yelling.
I wanted to know who Natalie is. Jason looked
at me and put his hand over his eyes.
"Get
out." – He breathed out, but I did not move a bit.
When
he looked at me again, he started yelling.
"I
said get the fuck out Avalanna!" – He pointed with his hand towards the
door and I ran outside the kitchen.
I bumped into Victor's chest. My head was
still down and I could not look up. My eyes were full of tears, my body
trembling. Victor's arm wrapped around my shoulder and he gave me a light
squeeze.
"Let's
go to my room."
I
did not really want to go. I was scared that Jason might get even angrier about
it. But right now, I did not have voice to even refuse. I did not have the
strength to fight back. So, I just went with Victor to his room. But in my
mind, the name "Natalie"
was still repeating itself again and again.
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