Jax (A Neveah Short Story) Read Online Free Page A

life together
ran through his head, and he tried to find the words to convince
her that she was wrong, he realized something was different about
her. He knew it was the same thing that was different about
him.
    “Have you lain with this other man, Annika?”
He demanded even though he knew he didn't have the right to.
    “What? What difference does that make?” She
countered, and he knew the answer without her speaking it yet he
wanted to hear her say those words.
    “It makes a huge difference to me.” The
thought of another man's hands on his Annika's body made him
physically ill. Surely, he would forgive her though, after all his
first time was not with Annika, but she didn't know that. He had to
forgive her, he thought, but could he?
    “Yes, today after he proposed. Are you happy
now Jax?” She spat, not knowing that her words were like thousands
of pieces of broken glass cutting into him simultaneously. Any
rational thought he had left had vanished. The remainder of their
conversation was void and years later all he would remember was
calling her a whore because to him, she was.
    The emotions he was working on so hard to
keep hidden were emerging. The darkness that had threatened to take
over was finally overshadowing any amount of light that he carried.
They argued, more like she argued while the monster inside of Jax
grew. The thoughts that ran through his mind were wrong. He knew
they were wrong, yet there they stayed, dancing around and taunting
him until he felt something inside of him snap. The monster emerged
and when Jax threw her over his shoulder, he knew there was no
going back to being Jax Androni.
    He carried her, kicking and screaming to The
Dark Forest and when she bit him, he laughed. When she pleaded for
him to release her and used their friendship as a weapon it did
nothing but anger him more. The only thing he could think about was
having her body as his own. He should have been the first man to
touch her in those ways. That James Mender would pay for tainting
his Annika but not before Annika paid for betraying Jax.
    Once he reached his destination, a large tree
deep in The Dark Forest, he threw her on the ground. What he did
next made him feel powerful but broken. When he ripped the front of
her dress open, exposing her breasts, he almost stopped himself. So
many times he had dreamed of seeing her naked skin. So many times
he had dreamed of touching her. Their one kiss had rested on his
lips, waiting to explore more of her. The fear on her face tugged
slightly at his conscience and heart, but the monster in him fed on
it. Her fear made him grow stronger. He unleashed all his anger and
hurt upon her body. He slapped her. He bit her in her most
sensitive spots. He made her his own in the most violent way he
could and when he finally allowed himself to enter her, he was
neither gentle nor kind as he had been with Akayleah just the night
before. No, he entered her swiftly, roughly. He pounded into her
with all of his strength willing his seed to embed itself deep
inside of her. When he finally finished he looked at her. She had
passed out.
    He backed off of her and fell back against
the wall of the tree. For a moment, the severity of what he had
done caused him to panic. He looked at her, so broken and beaten.
The lovely face that he loved so much was swelling and parts were
turning a deep shade of purple. He saw blood splattered across
different parts of her body, including her breasts and between her
thighs. He looked at his hands and felt sick. His hands had beaten
and bruised the one person in the world Jax had always cherished.
The one person he had always loved. The one person he would die
for. The one person who was supposed to be his light in the dark
had turned that light off forever, and Jax made sure she knew what
her betrayal had done to him. The proof was left in her body.
    He left her unconscious and beaten but sure
she had learned her lesson. He left directions for her when she
woke.