Chapter 22: Tearing Us Apart

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As soon as we heard the voice we both pulled our lips apart and snapped our heads to the side to view who was interrupting our session of pure passion. Jordan was still pressed fully on top of me and I could feel his hard erection pressing into my leg. I tried to suppress a smile but I could feel a grin spreading on my face that was until my eyes reached who was standing in the centre of the room. My dad. His right arm clutching his obviously painful ribs. He didn't shout or scream but his eyes were filled with rage. He walked over to me, grabbed me and pulled me to my feet. Wincing as he did so.

He said not a word. Once we had left the locker room he marched forward shakily in front of me, I followed - too scared to do anything else. I hadn't known him for a long time but still he was my father and I wasn't about to disrespect him further.

''I can't drive. You better get in and take us straight home.'' It was a statement. I could feel the coldness in his eyes as he looked at me.

I pulled into the drive of the perfect house and watched as he moved as quickly as his battered body could. He motioned for me to come into the living room. I stood in the centre of the room, unsure of what to do or say. He sat down on the white fabric couch that none of the children were allowed to have food near, sighing as he did so. His eyes locking with mine. I had disappointed him, I knew it.

''You are not to see him again. If I ever see you two alone again, God help me. In a group you may socialise with each other but if he so much as touches you, I'll kill him. You are to cut all contact with him. Delete his number, everything. Is that clear?'' He looked at me and I knew I had no choice but to obey him. If I didn't I could see him cutting all contact with me.

''Yes, I'm sorry.'' I said weakly I tore my gaze away from him and dropped my eyes to floor. What will I do? There's no way in hell I can't not see him. I can't do that to my dad either, he's just a guy, you'll get through it.

''You are not to leave this house without my permission. You must tell me where your going and exactly what time you'll be back at. In some situations I'll take you and bring you back.'' He spoke up once more.

''Okay,'' A squeak was the only sound I could muster.

''I'm only doing this because I love you,'' He looked defiant like he'd somehow won a massive victory. ''You can go now,'' He said at last.

I ran up the stairs unsure of how I felt. I threw myself on my bed. That's when the tears came. I buried my face in my pillow. Please let this be a very bad dream.

Chapter 21: Caught Out

Hey guys, sorry for the very long wait. I needed the help of a friend to get myself back on track so this chapter is written by Jessie and myself, I really want to thank her for inspiring me to continue and get my imagination running again. Thank you so much for the comments, please keep them coming :-) Once again, thank you Jessie !

Jen's POV

After lying in bed with him for a little bit longer, the sun beaming in my eyes was more than a little irritating and I climbed out of bed and made my way toward the bathroom to shower. After 20 minutes of explaining to Jordan that it would be a singular thing, he finally left me alone, but not before he threw a little pouty face my way. I rolled my eyes at him before shutting the door in his face, only to hear him huff and then leave the room.

I stand under the hot mist of water, letting it relieve any of the previous tension I had felt the night before. I must have been enjoying myself too much, because the next thing I know Jordan is pounding on the door, signaling that it's time to go to morning skate. I just out of the shower quickly, wrapping a towel around myself and opening the bathroom door to find his room vacant. I walk over to his dresser, grab a t-shirt and pair of sweats before quickly putting them on, picking up my clothes from the day before and walking out to find Jordan.

Jordy's POV

I wait as patiently as I can for her by the door, and after she comes walking out I'm almost completely annoyed at myself for beind angry at her. She has clothes on and her hair is still soaking wet, not a trace of make up to be found, but as she smiles and makes her way to me, I can't help but realize how naturally beautiful she is. She catches me starring at her and just smirks up at me as she goes through the door I open for her. I grab my bag and follow her out to my car.

"Do you want to go to the arena with me or do you want to be dropped off at your house?" I ask, looking over at how peaceful she looks as she stares out the window, looking at the city through amused eyes.

"Drop me off at my house. I'll get a change of clothes and then meet you there." And with that, we ride in silence. Before she climbs out of the car she gives me a peck on the cheek and then runs inside, probably in an attempt to not be seen in my clothes.

Jen's POV

I run quickly inside hoping that if I make it up to my room fast enough Liz won't catch me and interogate me about the night before. I make it up the stairs and onto the top landing before I hear her call my name. Damn, so close.

''Liz, I'm just here to pick up a few things and then I'm heading to morning skate to see what happens at those things.'' I say whilst watching her climb half way up the staircase. She looks my attire up and down and smiles at me knowingly.

''Okay sweetheart, just be carefull,'' She says, I'm confused by what she means but part of me think it's a piece of advice.

I continue on into my room and begin pulling various pieces of clothing from my dresser. No, no, no, eww thats ugly. I start questioning why I ever bought most of my clothes. Finally deciding on a pair of jean shorts, a white flowing tank top and pair of silver gladiator sandles. I'll probably be freezing but it's too hot outside to wear anything remotely covering. Running back down the stairs I had sprinted up not ten minutes ago. I grab the keys to the black SUV that nobody seems to use and try to navigate my way to the arena using only my memory of the drive from the previous day.

I'm outside. I type and send via cell phone.

Wait at the door. I'm just coming, we're the first ones here ;). He replies making me smile at the little wink face.

I gasp as I feel a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist from behind and pull me in to the arena. I turn around once I hear the door slam closed, a pair of crystal blue eyes looking back at me.

''Come on,'' He says grabbing my wrist and pulling down the corridor making me out of breath but at the same time curious as to why he's in such a rush. He pushes open the door to the dressing room and moves me to what I can only assume is his stall. He sits down in front of it bringing me on to his lap, momentarily stopping to make sure I'm keeping up with all of this. I feel a smile spread across my face before he grabs my face with both hands kissing me with such a force that I see stars. My hands immediately go to his hair running my fingers through his blonde locks. His lips move to my neck making me let out a small moan as I feel his hands move their way up my top. He pushes me down onto the bench getting on top of me. I love the feeling of his strong muscular chest pressed against me.

''What the hells going on here!'' A voice says.