Healing (Damaged Sequal)

Confrontation, Kiss, and an Ex

        It’s been  ten weeks since the incident. I haven’t heard anything from the High Hunters Council. Not even word from the The Witches High Council. I have been helping with Tillie’s training. 

        The guys on the other hand, are a different story. Daniel has become clingy. It’s to the point where at the end of our time David and Jaime have to pry his hands from around me. I’m being literal here. He has been holding onto me. It’s like he is holding onto me because he is afraid that if he lets go, I will not come back to him. 

        Damien and my relationship is still in the process of being mended. We have been working on my story for now, but I’m still scared he might push me away, but he has reassured me multiple times he won’t. He’s being selfish and just can’t seem to let me slip away. 

        David, well? He is not clingy or not as clingy as Daniel, but whenever we are alone he is in some way holding onto me. David doesn’t really talk, so it’s hard to really be around him. At the same time it’s not either. David seems to communicate with touch. And lot’s of eye contact. One time he just softly stared into my eyes for a full half hour. He was cupping my cheeks with both hands. His forehead touching mine. I don’t dislike it, but I wish he would talk to me sometimes. Daniel can be really chatty. I think Daniel stole his charisma. I’m kidding, but as twins, as they like to call themselves, one lacks whatever the other obtained at birth. 

        Just like Jaime and I. 

        Johnny I have found can be sweet, but his dominating personality comes out as well. I don’t really fight back his dominating personality, but Jaime seems to. Yes, they have taken my advice and noticed that Johnny has taken a liking towards Jaime. So hasn’t Charlie and his second personality. I don’t know Jeremy’s stance in all this.

        But back to Johnny. We have been working on the story and made the final changes. I sent my story a week ago out to a small publishing company in Chicago. Johnny and I have done something outside of the house. Mostly to bookstores and libraries. That became a problem because we had gotten into tiffs and he managed to put a stop to it. I should fight back, but I just don’t like his domineering trait. It made me mad, but at the same time I realized there was no way I was going to win an argument with him, especially the aura surrounding him. I just can’t deal with it.

        Jeremy has been a total and utter gentleman towards me. He has told me a lot about what happened with his parents after I left. Then he told me last week that the day before he had gotten angry with them and told them something he didn’t want to. His feelings for me slipped out. They were trying to put him into an arranged marriage. I think they should stop doing those because it is now the twenty-first century. It is high time they stop doing those things to unwilling people. He has been fighting his parents on this matter. He must have finally snapped to have revealed that. I know his parents though. They will not back down. As it stands they don’t even like me, so I’m waiting for the next punch. 

        Elias from the start was totally devoted to me. Until he hung out with Jaime that is. Jaime and I are much different. She is a nice girl, but she knows how to fight and win her wars. I totally pick and choose my battles. Elias knows I’m strong. I had to grow strong, but my weakness is my emotions. But Jaime’s personality has brought him closer. Plus because he is the head of his family he must have a girl who is able to be by his side in running his family. Mostly she will handle the household duties. So I can see why he would choose her. It’s okay though. I have accepted that some of them are now realizing that I may not be the right one for them. 

        Charlie is also in this category. I’ve come to find out that he is actually seeing someone his parents picked out for him. Well good for him. He still hangs out with me, but not as often. He still thinks of me as a sister. 

        It’s Charlie’s day and I decided to get some needed rest and sleep in until the sun was at the highest point in the sky. Sleeping in is such a luxury. Since Elias and Charlie don’t hang out with me that often they must notify me if they want to hang out with me on their days. So I changed the rules for those days. They are my free days. 

        Suddenly a commotion downstairs has gotten my attention. I got up and put on a hoodie and my slippers. I made my way downstairs to find the two people who I did not want or expect to be there. They caught sight of me. Looks like the next punch is here.

        “You,” Jeremy’s mother Deborah growled and pointed at me. “You slut. You seduced my son and now he has feelings for you?” She growled out more. She came dangerously close.

        “I wouldn’t come any closer,” I said. She chuckled darkly.

        “Are you going to hurt me, little girl?” She asked.

        “If it comes to that,” I said. That stopped her. She knows better than to challenge me. After what happened on the grounds at the council of the district, my fame had gone far and wide. She won’t touch me, because I can take her down.

        She backed away slowly.

        “I know I’m not your biggest fan, but I will tell you this. I don’t like you either. My first impression of the both of you has disturbed me.”

        “The feelings are mutual,” Jeremy’s father Harry chimed in. 

        “Here’s the thing you don’t understand. I don’t like you because of how you treat Jeremy,” I said.

        “Well, it’s not your problem how we treat him,” Harry said. I shot him a glare.

        “You made it my problem. Also,” I smirked. “He doesn’t have to listen to either of you.” They both shot me a glare.

        “We’re his parents. We know what’s best for him,” he said and I started moving to the living room. Luckily for me it was empty. His parents followed me. I put up a barrier. No one could interrupt and they can’t leave the room. “We want you to leave our son alone. He could have someone from a more prestigious family be with him,” I chuckled. This is getting amusing.

        “You think that will stop him from not doing that and also it’s not me who has to let him go. His issue is with you not me. I’m not going to lie to him to push him to someone he really doesn’t want. You don’t respect him and his choices. I’m not going to help you.” I could feel banging on my barrier.

        “You have no idea how things work in our community,” Harry spat.

        “Oh I do. I truly do and it disgusts me to the core of my very being. You have no idea who I am and what I can truly do. What I am meant to do. You wouldn’t be saying these things to me.”

        “You’re just a stupid little girl-” I cut her off. I used water plastered over her mouth so she couldn’t say another word.

        “Why? Why do you want to destroy our ways? Things have worked out for the better the way it has always been.” Harry pleaded.

        “Nothing personal, actually yes it’s personal. You are blind to the corruption that you live in. Richard Waverly was the start for me, but I am making it a mission to thoroughly sniff out the corruption and lies. You have no idea what the prestigious can do and what they do with their power. You have no idea what it’s like to see someone so scared of someone that they will go to the ends of the earth to hide from them. But I do and I need to put a stop to it. You don’t want change. You want control over your son, but you’ve lost this war. He became a doctor against your wishes, but his skills come in handy for both Hunters and Humans. He is doing what he can for humans. The ones we are to protect and yet you selfishly want him to become like you. To bring you more honor.” I ranted and stopped feeling the pressure of someone hitting the barrier.

        As Hunters I can understand your predicament about him helping in the fight, but as parents I can’t. He’s your child. Yet you treat him as your property. When he really isn’t. Just because he is a piece of each of you does not mean he belongs to you like a piece of luggage. You can’t force him or bend him to your whims. He is his own person and you both need to open your eyes and see that. A parent should not be bringing their child down. You need to build him up. You need to support him in all his endeavors. Since I’ve been here I haven’t seen all that happy when you guys show up. After you leave he locks himself in his room from self loathing. You both fail as parents.” When I said those words to them they both looked shocked. They didn’t expect me to say that. They looked upset but it’s true.

        They both didn’t have to see him after they said what they said to him. It hurts me because in a way I do love Jeremy. Seeing him sad and upset over this. They don’t have to sit outside his door and wait for him to come out. I’ve had to be there for Jeremy. I made him feel better and tried to make him happy again. I had to pick him up when his parents pushed him down over and over again.

        “If he just did-“ I stopped him. 

“No. We are not pointing fingers here. Jeremy has done nothing wrong here. Just because he didn’t become the person you wanted him to be. The blame game disgusts me and nothing more than a ruse for you both to hide behind. You think it’s for the best, but what really is the best for him? Have you gotten out of your own heads and thought about what Jeremy needs? Well?” I asked. 

        It was silent for a bit. Pounding on the barrier was getting stronger and stronger. More people were knocking on the door. I stared both of them down. The silence around us was thick and uncomfortable. They haven’t said a word.

        “You both need some time to think. Before jumping the gun again I’d suggest you both do some major soul searching. Also think about things you have done and said to Jeremy.” I pulled the water over Deborah's mouth. I removed the barrier and left the room to have everyone surrounding the doorway. I found Jeremy and I smiled his way.

        “Jessica,” I looked over to my dad who looked pretty pissed. His arms crossed over his chest and tapped his left foot on the carpet.

        “Yes?” I asked innocently. He glared. Not just any glare. The dad glare. Now I’ll just say this. He used that glare a lot during the years of training. It was his glare that says you’re in big trouble. It’s not to be taken lightly either. If you got his glare and didn’t listen, well let’s just say you're in trouble. His punishments were awful. Not abusive, but for three hours I had to create a giant ball of water and hold it up in the air for three hours. It helped me learn to use my concentration skills. 

        “Why did you have your barrier up?” He huffed.

        “Just had to talk some sense into people. Didn’t want to be interrupted,” he raised an eyebrow at me. But didn’t fight it. Everyone dispersed and I walked up to Jeremy. I know what came over me and I just needed to do this. Mostly for me. I slid my arms slowly around his waist and buried my face into his chest. To tell you the truth I feel like I’m using everyone here for my selfish desire. Yet I let go of two of them. I feel like I do not deserve to be in the same house. I feel like at times since I came back that I revert back to my fifteen and sixteen year old self. Like I don’t deserve them in my life and that they should just abandon me. At the end of the day I only think to myself that I am meant to be here.

        Jeremy wrapped his right arm around my shoulder and held the back of my head. The other wrapped around the middle of my back pulling me closer to his body. His head nuzzled the right side of mine. Then he was rocking from side to side. The living room door opened and closed. I heard shoes echo down the hall. Then the front door opened and shut. 

        I felt drained from this confrontation with his parents, but I feel better that hopefully the weight of their actions is catching up to them.

        The comfort of Jeremy’s arms made me relax as I didn’t cling to him tightly. But I didn’t let go. The feeling of him just made me addicted to this feeling. Then he slowly pulled away and I delved into the deep depths of his emerald eyes. I hadn’t noticed we moved into the living room until the door shut and he pushed me up against the door.

        Then I felt the need. The urge was so strong, but he had the same idea. He leaned his head down slightly and I stretched up pressing my lips to his. My arms are now wrapped around his neck. His arms, however, are wrapped the way he had them when we were hugging. He caressed the back of my head. His lips were so soft. Like the kind of soft that someone was using Chapstick on their lips everyday. He didn’t use tongue and I was grateful. 

        It felt like we were kissing for hours, but it was only five minutes. When he pulled away his emerald eyes shone so brightly. As if light was in the center of them. He pressed his lips against my forehead before learning his forehead against mine. 

        After about a half hour I was on his lap facing to the left on the couch. My forehead nuzzled into the right side of his neck. His left hand clasping my right. Our fingers threaded together. My heart is pounding, like a schoolgirl around her first crush. I am nervous as hell and at the same time relaxed. His right arm wrapped around my waist and his chest rising and falling with each breath he takes. My heart beating in my ears.

        Finally the much awaited silence was broken.

        “I could stay like this all day,” he said. I hummed in agreement. “As much as I would like to keep the silence going I have to ask. What were you really talking to my parents about?” He asked nervously. I sighed.

        “About you. Jeremy, I have kept my mouth shut for a while now. I have kept by your side and I was always there to pick you up when your parents came and put you down for your life choices and not choose the path they had chosen for you. Don’t get me wrong. I would help you in any situation, but I’m tired of seeing you so sad. I love seeing you smile and laughing. I let them have it. As a parent they should be supporting you. Not putting you down. I know you have been putting up a fight, but you never approached them on this subject. I can understand because you were afraid of the outcome.”

        “Your right about that. I was afraid no matter what I said it would never get through to them. So I never tried. When they walked out of this room they looked at me and looked away. As if they were ashamed not of me, but themselves.”

        “Jeremy, they love you and they thought they were planning a future they thought was good for you, but they never thought about what was truly good for you. They only thought of themselves when they came up with this plan. You have suffered enough and it was high time your parents were told what they didn’t realize. I know they raised you, but they are horrible parents. If the cards come together and you and I are together I want kids in the future. I don’t want my kids to experience what your parents put you through and also to have your parents not be in our lives because of it. Think about what they have said and done to you. Would you want that inflicted on our children?” I asked looking up at him.

        “No,” he said softly. He tucked some of my hair behind my right ear. “I wouldn’t want any of my children to suffer what I went through. It’s not anything I’d wish upon anyone.” I smiled up at him. 

        “You are such a kind hearted man,” I said without thinking. He gave me a half smile and he looked charming. “Your parents have a lot to think about. And we have a lot to worry about in the future.” I said and then silence continued for a couple minutes. 

        “Did you know they would show up?” Jeremy asked.

        “No. I knew I would hear from them, but I was totally shocked to see they had come. Unfortunately more surprises are in store for me,” I said dropping my voice to a whisper.

        “Who would think to stand against you?” Jeremy asked. I looked up at him.

        “Kanah,” I whispered.

        “Johnny’s mother?” he asked rhetorically.

        “It’s going to be ten times worse. Not only does Johnny love me, but Damien also does. She has lingering feelings and a hell of a lot of anger inside her. That’s why I need to face her head on. But you know me. I always come out on top,” I said confidently.

        “That’s true. What’s your plan of action?” He asked.

        “Now that I am keeping to myself.” Then Jeremy’s phone went off. 

        “Hello? Yeah. okay. I’ll be in as soon as I can. Bye,” He hung up. He sighed heavily. “I wish I could stay like this all day, but that was the hospital. One of the doctors is out sick. I have to go fill in for him. There is one thing I would like to ask. On my day next week would you go on a date with me?”

        “I would love to,” I answered.

         “Great, I’ll discuss this with you on another day. I’ll see you later,” He pressed his lips against my forehead and then moved me onto the couch. He left the room to get ready to leave. I laid on the couch dozing in and out of sleep for a while. 

        I then felt someone scoop up my body and carried me upstairs. My eyelids felt so heavy and didn’t bother opening them. As soon as my body hit the bed I felt a hand caress my right cheek. I knew it was David the moment he touched me. David, like I said, is a touchy feely kind of guy, so I can tell by the way he touches me.

        But the darkness overtook my vision. I fell right to sleep. I awoke to feeling someone behind me. The feeling for the first time in my life terrified me. It seems whoever was behind me knew I was awake. I looked at the clock. It was three in the morning. 

        “Good morning sweetheart,” the voice chilled me to my very core. I’m surprised to even realize he remembered me. His arms were around me and holding me tightly against him tightly. I shivered in disgust.

        “What do you want?” I seethed quietly.

        “Do I have to have any reason to want to see you?” He asked me right back.

        “When it comes to you? I believe there is always a reason,” I said. 

        “I just wanted to see my favorite person in the whole wide world,” he said in a baby voice.

        “Then maybe you should look in the mirror,” I said.

        “You’ve become feistier,” he said, sounding a little excited.

        “A lot’s changed,” I said.

        “That’s true. It’s too bad our little girl never survived,” he said. He sounded a tiny bit sad about it. Keyword tiny. 

        I elbowed him in the ribs with a quick jab. Hard. He groaned in pain and let go of me. I jumped out of bed and threw open my door. I ran downstairs and kept going until I was outside. It was pouring out. Then lightning lit up the sky and thunder reverberated throughout the sky. D’Angelo stood before me. He approached me slowly, but was on guard.

        The rain soaked the both of us as he stared at me with a creepy smile on his face. I glared at him hard. He really pissed me off with that comment.

        “It’s too bad our little girl never survived? She was never yours. You were not there during the pregnancy. You were not there when I went into labor. You were never a father. And you are never meant to be one. You stand there thinking about trying again, but you really have forgotten who I am. Not. Going. To. Happen.” I spat out each word.

        “Like you have any choice in the matter. It’s going to happen whether you like it or not,” He said confidently. I laughed. It was a laugh void of any humor. I felt like I was crazy, but I didn’t care.

        Before he could even reply I was in front of him and swung my fist right into his face. He flew off his feet and rolled on the ground.

        “That was for abusing me,” I kicked him and he lifted off the ground landing on his front. “That’s for Mom,” He struggled to get up. I punched him hard in the middle of his back. He flopped back into the wet grass. “That is for the innocent family that didn’t have to die,” I seethed. My anger finally coming out. He turned over and I straddled him. My fists at the ready. He tried to stop me, but I didn’t let him. I punched him in the left side of his face. “That's for cheating.” I swung into the right side. “That is for Lily,” I punch him over and over again. I just couldn’t stop. The anger had welled in me the moment he spoke to me. It got worse the more he spoke and his face just made my rage peak.

        I was beating on him and all of a sudden he just started to laugh. He was laughing with humor. Like my anger was funny to him. Like me beating him to a pulp was tickling him. I stopped and stared at him with wide eyes. 

        “Oh my. You are just so funny. Thinking that you were not partially at fault for their deaths,” he said. That did it. I put all my strength in this punch. I knocked him the f**k out. I looked at his peacefully wrecked face. I’m surprised no one woke up to hear this commotion.  

        I picked his body up and threw him over my shoulder. I then walked back into the house and dropped him onto the table. I went to the basement and found some extra rope that we saved from the rooftop. I enchanted them to make them unbreakable. I went back upstairs and made sure to hogtie him tightly. I sat at the end of the table feeling weirdly satisfied. I’m just hoping this is not a dream.

        I didn’t realize I fell asleep until a loud noise caused me to jump awake. D’Angelo fell off the table trying to get out of the rope. He knocked down chairs in the process. Dawn is here and the colors were beautiful. 

        “Jessie, baby, please let me out of these?” He asked desperately. I smiled softly and dropped next to him like I was going to, but I got into his face instead.

        “I’m going to do no such thing,” I said sweetly. 

        “Please?” He begged me. He is so desperate.

        “No,” I shook my head. I rubbed his head. I so wanted to claw his eyes out, but I finally caught him. I’m making sure that he faces the council for his evil deeds. I heard chatter in the hall and it got closer to the dining room.