Jackson’s POV
(Flashback to age 12)
After that day , my memory became a blur .
I wasn’t sure what had happened, I tried to recount the story to my self a million times , but it never remained consistent so I stopped trying .
I stopped explaining things to myself,
now I count every experience as a vivid dream , a very real dream .
I never woke up from this dream , some nights I was penetrated and some other nights I penetrated .
I became my father’s s*x toy , his punching bag ,
but it was only a dream,
he is a good father and he is doing me a Favour .
(JACKSON IS 20 years old , in junior year , in the university of Illinois)
A hand is holding the back of my head ,
It’s dark , I can’t see anything ,
“Let go of me “ I scream into the darkness .
My heart is racing behind my ribs
I’m tearing at my skin , “ who is there “ I yell , I hear the echo of my own voice
“It’s daddy , come to daddy “ I hear my father’s voice say to me,
Fear grips me , before I realize it , I’m running in the opposite direction and I didn’t stop.
I hear a ringing sound , getting louder by The second ,
a familiar but unfamiliar sound blaring through my night terror ,
it was my alarm .
I violently jolted awake , in a pool of my own sweat and tears.
I’m breathing heavily , like I actually ran in real life .
I’ve had these night terrors every night since I was 12 , sucks to be me I guess.
I look at my alarm clock , my daily saving grace .
“It’s 7am , Mr Jerome is teaching by 9 , I need to get ready”.
I get off the bed and walk into the bathroom .
As I begin taking my shower I hear Alicia keys -unthinkable boom through the walls ,
I let out a chuckle , it can only be Trevor , my all time best friend since freshman year .
I live in a shared apartment complex with Trevor and his girlfriend , Felicity .
Trevor and I met in the first year of school , we were roommates on campus .
He is the most interesting man I have ever met , he is completely capable of talking his way into or out of any situation , to say he has a sweet mouth would be an understatement.
To be fair Trevor has the looks to accommodate his excesses .
He’s the typical college jock ,
captain of the soccer team ,
6’4 with baby blue eyes ,
hair that stays in place all day long
a jawline that can cut through rocks , isn’t he just so dreamy ?
Trevor has been a great friend , he’s always down for a side quest .
After our first exams at the end of freshman year , we went to Barbados for the first week of the holiday and I got the most drunk that I’d ever gotten in my whole life , after that we have been pretty much inseparable.
‘Bang bang bang’ the noise at the door interrupts my soliloquy.
“YES” I scream in response while towel drying my hair
“Any time now “ Trevor yells from behind the door , I quickly put on a shirt and dart out the door with my bag on my shoulder.
“Happy to see you this morning mi lady” Trevor says with a mocking bow , I slap him across the shoulder and walk passed him through the door .
“You can either stay there or follow me to class , we both know Jerome is the one to lock the door after 9”
He follows behind me and we get into my car , “your car is still at the mechanic’s? “ I ask him starting the engine to my Mercedes E350 ,
after my drawing board this car comes next in line to things I love the most .
He nods in response and turns up the music , Drake is booming through the speakers , I’m driving at 120mph , this feels like heaven without a single bother in the world .
After Mr Jerome’s class by 9am , we had another one by 1pm and the last one by 4pm .
Trevor and I drove home .
I unlocked the door with my house key ,
Felicity was cooking up something that smelled so amazing, “ouuuu Fefe you’re getting too good at this “ I exclaimed after I walked in the door .
“What do you mean , I’ve always been a great chef” her response comes with a smirk .
, Trevor ran up to her and gave her a kiss on her cheek .
“What are you cooking up?” He asks her towering over her with his hands on her waist ,
“Lamb chops and mashed potatoes “ she said snuggling into him, they stayed like that , In that simple intimate moment and I walked to my room before I let myself cringe out .
“Okay love birds , I’ll be on my way “ I said on my way up and they didn’t even budge , just a low grunt from Trevor in response .
Trevor is so lucky to have her , Fefe is a softspoken Armenian woman , she has the darkest eyes I’ve ever seen and her hair is like night time water , I know it doesn’t make any sense but hear me out .
She is easily ethereal , a drop dead curvy gorgeous goddess , unfortunately she’s not mine and she’ll never fully be mine but I’ll keep what i have .