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Chapter 9 The Visit

  • I've ensured I have headphones on the entire drive; the music is likely killing my hearing, but it means Jake doesn't speak to me. We go, he tells his dad, and then I walk.
  • The headphones are pulled from me.
  • "Jake!"
  • "Ruby, I'm trying to fix it."
  • "You apologising and getting on your knees isn't enough."
  • "Then what is? What if I buy you a new ring?" I laugh.
  • "I don't want your money, Jake; I never did!"
  • "Then what do you want? I'm trying everything."
  • "Can you go back, not sleep with anyone, and not use me to gain your father's money? Can you do that, Jake?"
  • "No, I'm sorry, so how about we start again? From the beginning?" I roll my eyes and watch as he stops the car. "Please, Ruby. I'm sorry." God, I can't deal with him.
  • "I'll consider it." He nods and gets out, well at least that has shut him up. Getting out, I look at the house. God, this is going to be bad. Walking up the steps, I watch as Jake opens the door and calls out to Alaric. Stepping in with him, I hang my bag and coat up.
  • "Jake, I'll be two minutes." I watch as Jake pulls me into the kitchen, my mind returning to yesterday. To what happened right here with Alaric
  • "Thanks." Jake hugs me, and I step back.
  • "We need to talk..." Alaric stops at the door and looks between us. "I thought Ruby was busy?" Alaric looks confused between us.
  • "No, she sorted it out. Didn't you, babes?" He kisses my cheek, and I move away.
  • "You haven't been back in a while and and was ignoring my calls." Alaric looks at him.
  • "We were busy planning the wedding." Turning, I look at Jake, shocked. "We're thinking of setting a date, right?" Jake looks at me.
  • "Right..." What the fuck is he doing?
  • "One second." I watch Alaric answer his phone and walk out.
  • "Jake! You're meant to be telling him this is over."
  • "Give me a chance! I just walked in, and I don't want to do it immediately."
  • "You're stalling." I see Alaric at the doorway, his hand holding up my phone and placing it in my bag. Shit, it was here? That's why he wanted me to come with Jake.
  • "I'm not, I swear, babes. Just give me time."
  • "Right." I watch Jake turn to his dad. I guess we should eat and discuss this date." Alaric walks through, and we follow. I move to sit away from Jake, but he pulls me back next to him.
  • "From what I heard, you two had split up?"
  • I go to speak, and Jake does. "No, whoever said that is lying."
  • Me, Jake, it was me!
  • "Really? I don't get why this person would lie. She had nothing to gain from it."
  • "She, that says it all. An ex who is jealous." Jake laughs, and my head lowers.
  • "Jake, what is going on as she doesn't have her ring."
  • "She lost it." I didn't. Turning, I glare at Jake, his hand stroking my hair away from my face. We sit and eat, and I barely get a word in. Alaric keeps asking things that mean Jake should be honest, but he isn't. He keeps up his lies.
  • "You guys should get back before it's late." Alaric looks at us.
  • "No, we're staying."
  • Turning, I look at Jake. We're not!
  • "I need to take this. I'll be back down soon." I watch Alaric walk out as he answers his phone.
  • "Jake, I'm not staying!" He stands and ignores me, walking to the living room. "Jake."
  • "Ruby, you said you would consider it."
  • "I have. I don't want to be with you. Now tell him." I can't believe he's delaying this.
  • "You want me to tell him on his birthday?" Jake looks at me.
  • "Don't lie, it's not! You didn't even say happy birthday, so cut the shit!"
  • "I spoke to him on the phone and said it. Ask him; it's his birthday, so just stay, and I will tell him in the morning."
  • "Jake." He moves and takes out his phone, turning it to me.
  • "See, I messaged saying happy birthday this morning, then we spoke on the phone, and I said it again." Shit. He knows already, though.
  • "I'm not staying and sharing a bed with you."
  • "I'll sleep on the floor. Ruby, give me until tomorrow..." His words stop as Alaric walks in and sits. "Work seems busy?" Jake looks at him.
  • "Always is. You two shouldn't drive back late."
  • "We're not, I'm grabbing a drink." Jake stands and leaves.
  • "Why are you here?" Alaric stares at me. So he didn't want me here to give me the phone?
  • "Jake was saying you were insistent I came!"
  • "Because I thought he might grow a pair of balls and tell me the truth. You weren't meant to come! He was meant to tell me it was over."
  • Well, that failed. "He won't. He said he would but keeps putting it off. Like now, his excuse is he will tell you in the morning, as it's your birthday today."
  • His eyes roll. "He won't tell me, which is why when he came alone, I would have pulled him about it. If I say anything now, he will leave, and you'll be stuck here without a car."
  • Shit, he's right. I came in Jake's car. "I won't say anything tonight, but you're making him use you again."
  • "I am pushing for him to tell you." I'm failing at it, though. I watch Jake walk through. He sits next to me, pulling me closer. My body is trying to move away.
  • This is awkward as fuck. Half an hour later, I'm bored as fuck. The film sucks. Lying down, I read a book on my phone while Jake and Alaric watched the film. I plan to sleep on the sofa, just to avoid Jake.
  • I hear his phone ringing. "Hey," Ignoring him, I continue reading. "Yeah, I have five minutes now." My eyes roll. "I'll be back soon, babes." Jake stands and leaves; he can take as long as he wants.
  • Reading, I get lost in the book.
  • "Ruby."
  • "Hmm?" I keep my eyes on the phone as I read. He doesn't reply, turning I look behind, and see his eyes on my ass. "Yes, Alaric?" I move slightly, which causes my skirt to rise more, and I place the phone down.
  • "Cover your ass before I get ideas." I smile at his words.
  • "Which side, Daddy?" I smirk at him.
  • "Ruby, my son is just through there." He points towards the kitchen.
  • "Hmm, you'd better put your idea into action quickly then hadn't you?" I'm only partly joking. He moves quickly, his body leaning over mine as I lay on my stomach.
  • His hand slides between my legs before his fingers move the fabric over my underwear and push inside of me. Moaning, I bite my lip. His fingers delved deeper, rubbing against the walls inside of me.
  • His other hand wraps around my mouth as he spears his fingers into me quickly. My body shakes, and I explode; the footsteps get closer, and he moves back. His hand pulls my skirt down, and I stare at my phone.
  • God, what am I doing? I want to tell myself off, yet the thought of him touching me again has my body burning with desire.