Dark Endings (10 page)

“We’re not going to help her, are we?”
I whisper.

Jagger doesn’t break our
stare, instead his eyes become more intense. “I can’t let her die.”

“She was willing to let me die!” I scream. “She was willing to let your father fuck me. She was willing to let you die…”

Jagger’s eyes widen. “What did you say?”

“I said she was willing to let me die…”

“No, the next part,”

Jagger’s voice is like ice and I freeze up.
Uh oh. I didn’t realize that Jagger didn’t know about what Mick had planned for me, or what he did.

“Willow!”

“I said she was willing to let your father fuck me.”

Jagger stands, his chair skitters back so fast it smashes into a nearby coffee table. He grips my face so hard I wince.
His eyes are wide and he’s panting. I’ve never seen him so mad.

“Did you fuck my father, Willow?”

“What? No!” I cry.

“What did he do?”

“I don’t…”

“What did he do?” Jagger roars, spinning and sending a vase flying across the room.

Cody begins crying and Jenny quickly takes him from me and disappears down the hall.

“Stop it Jagger,
what’s wrong with you?”

Jagger’s eyes are wild. “Tell me now,” he grates out.

“He wanted me to sleep with him. He threatened me and said that if I didn’t he would let the other men have me. He made me watch…he made me watch Sharleen suck him and then…made me watch the other men have sex with this woman like she was some sort of dog.”

Everyone is staring at me,
quietly shocked. I know I haven’t told anyone about what Mick did on that island, and I realize how bad it must sound now.

“What else?” Jagger barks, he’s gripping the chair so hard his knuckles are white. I don’t understand why he’s so mad. He’s scaring me.

“He…” I swallow, “he took me to his room and he wanted to sleep with me. I lied and said I had my period. He made me prove it so I used my fingernail to slice my flesh so it looked like I was bleeding. He let me off for the night but he made me…get in bed with him and…”

“AND WHAT?”

I look down and tears stream down my cheeks. “He made me kiss him…and…”

Something smashes a
gain and I look up to see Jagger’s phone launch across the room and smash into the wall.

“Did you want to fucking kiss him?” Jagger roars.

I stand and I slap him so hard his head swings to the side. “How DARE you. I wanted nothing I got on that island, NOTHING!”

“Then why didn’t you fight him?” he whispers, his voice hoarse.

“Because I was afraid he would let all those men have sex with me. It was a choice, your dad or those men. I would rather kiss Mick a thousand times over then to let multiple men have sex with me. If you want to believe that I wanted it, then it just goes to show how well you really know me.”

“Jagger, m
an, let it go.” Ace says gently, gripping Jagger’s arm.

“What else?” Jagger
grinds out, tugging his arm from Ace’s grip.

I put my head down and rattle off everything else that happened.
From Sharleen’s confessions to sleeping in that horrid cell. When I’m done, Jagger looks up at me and his eyes meet mine for long moments. I don’t know how he’s going to react. He swings his eyes towards Ace and grinds out, “Sharleen goes free, but then she answers to me. Make sure of it.”

“Yes boss.”

Jagger turns back to me. “Stay away from Mick, no matter what happens.”

I nod. “Yes…I swear.”

Jagger nods, and then walks out the front door, slamming it. I sigh and close my eyes. I feel terrible. Not because of Mick, but because of how it must feel to know a woman he once loved turned out to be a liar and a cheat. Not to mention she never really cared for him the way she said. It has to hurt like hell, and I’m really sorry for that.

“What just went on?” Ace asks.

I stare over at him, confused. “He got mad at me…”

“It was more
than that, he went crazy. Willow, is Jagger doing drugs?”

I peer out the window to where he’s walked away and whisper, “I don’t know.”

Then I stand and walk into the room where Jenny is watching Cody. I sit on the bed and she sits beside me and smiles weakly over at me. “Are you ok?”

“I don’t want him to go back Jen, I’m afraid I won’t ever see him again.”

Jenny nods, understanding. “Honey, you know Ace and Angel will do everything they can.”

“I know, but god, if I lose him again…”

She takes my hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze. “Honey, it’s going to be ok. You have to believe that.”

I nod, swallowing back my tears. “I hope so.”

“We’re all here, no matter what.”

I turn to face her. “Are you coming back to LA?”

She nods. “Of course, I’d never leave you alone Willow.”

“Mom will be happy?”

She laughs softly. “Oh yeah, she’ll be happy alright.”

I smile. “I guess I should go find my bad boy, considering he’s leaving in a few.”

Jenny takes Cody. “Go, I’ll look after Code’s.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, he can see him before he goes. You need this time.”

“Jen?”

“Hmmmm?”

“Do you think I’m a bad mother?”

Her eyes widen and she gasps. “No, Willow, no way.”

“I feel like I’m always leaving him, always running around after Jagger and the boys. Then before that it was my own wallowing and…”

“Honey, you’ve done the best you can with what you’ve got. You can’t be expected to be perfect. You’ve been through a lot and Cody is a happy baby. He wouldn’t be if he wasn’t content.”

I pull Jenny in for a hug and whisper, “Thank you
, Jen.”

“Always, now go get that hunk of meat and make him kiss you…a lot…before he goes.”

I giggle and kiss Cody. “Be back soon little man.”

I pull on a light coat and walk out. I end up half way down the beach when I find Jagger sitting on some rocks, just staring out at the ocean. I climb over the slippery mounds until I am perched beside him. I stare out at the ocean for long moments too, just enjoying the crystal blue water crashing against the shoreline. Jagger
reaches across and takes my hand.

“I’m sorry Willow baby…what I did back there…”

“Are you taking drugs, Jagger?”

He stiffens
and his hand clenches around mine. “Not really but…”

“But?”

“Mick had me take steroids to bulk up.”

I close my eyes. “Jagger, you scared me in there and…”

“And what?” he whispers.

“I can’t have my son around that, you have to stop.”

He turns to me, his eyes are pained and oh god it’s killing me.

“I’m sorry baby, I’ll stop, I swear to god.”

“I hope you do, because I can’t let my son see that again.”

He nods stiffly and I feel awful for him, I squeeze his hand.
“I know this is hard, for you and me both, but we have to hang in there,” I whisper.

He turns to me. “Baby girl, you’re my life. You’re my sunshine. Without you I drowned and the thought of going back…”

I grip his jaw and turn him to face me, his blue eyes scan my face. “Don’t you think like that. We’re going to be ok, I promise you.”

“Don’t make promises you might not be able to keep.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Jagger, you can’t think like that.”

“If anything happens to me, promise you’ll…”

“Stop,” I say, putting my hand up. “Don’t do that. We’re going to be fine.”

I’m not sure who I’m trying to convince.
Me or him. He grips my chin and pulls my lips up to his. When they mesh together, I groan and take hold of his neck, pulling him forward. He moans and snakes his tongue out, tangling it with mine until our lips are moving in that perfect, sexual dance. He pulls back panting and runs a thumb over my swollen lips.

“Those lips are mine
baby, promise me you’ll never let anyone touch them.”

“I promise.”

“Good,” he says standing. “Coz’ I’d fuck them up.”

I smile. There’s my man.

CHAPTER 10

WILLOW

I’m under the shower while Jagger makes more calls. My chest clenches knowing he has to leave and knowing I can’t change that. I hate that. I really do. I wash my body, wincing a little at the pain between my legs. Ok, we’ve had sex four times now and once…or twice…
was in salt water. I’m fairly sure I’m a little burned down below. Magic. I finish washing myself and get out of the shower just as Jagger walks in. His eyes trail down over my body and he snakes his tongue out over his bottom lip. Oh my my my.

He steps forward and grips my hips, then leans down to lick a droplet of water off my neck. I whimper and press myself to him. His clothes soak up the water on my body in seconds. I grind against him. I’m sore yes, but I’m also desperate. I don’t know when I’ll see him again. I don’t know when I’ll feel him moving inside me again. Part of me fears it will be never, but I shove that back down right away.

“Baby, again?”

“Once more Jagger, please.”

We’ve already done it again this morning when we got back from the beach. I know he has it in him to go again though. Jagger grips my hips and lifts me, depositing me on the bench beside the sink. He drops to his knees and spreads my legs wide. I feel a flush creep up my cheeks. He leans in and rubs a thumb over my heated flesh.

“You’re red.”

“Please,” I whimper. “I don’t care.”

“Baby…”

“Jagger please?”

He leans in and touches the tip of his tongue to my
clit, I groan and arch my hips up off the bench, using my hands to steady myself. He grips my hips and drives his tongue in deeper, sliding his tongue up and down my painful but wet flesh. I groan, a mixture of pain and pleasure shoot through me. I want the pleasure too much to care about the pain. When I tip over the edge with a scream, Jagger is up and yanking down his jeans before my eyes open.

I’m still shuddering when he plunges inside me and instantly I come again. I cry out as a sharp sting of pain shoots through me and almost enhances my orgasm. When I stop shuddering though, the pain becomes quite intense. I’m raw, sore and it feels as though sand paper is rubbing me the wrong way. I cry out and bury my head into Jagger’s shoulder, not wanting to ruin this for him. Knowing he needs it as much as I do.

“Baby…” he groans. “It hurts, doesn’t it?”

He’s still moving his hips softly, but when I nod he stops. He pulls out and stares at me. I feel awful, he’s hard, red and throbbing. I slip off the bench and drop to my knees, taking him in my hands and running my tongue over his head. I taste myself on him and it’s quite erotic.
Jagger groans and jerk his hips further into my mouth. I whimper and take him deeper, letting him thrust into my mouth. When he pulls out and grips his cock tightly, I peer up at him, confused.

“I want to come on you, say yes baby, please?”

“Yes.” I whisper.

He lets his cock go and jerks it a few times, and then he is spurting hot and hard across my chest. I watch as strand after strand of come spurt onto my skin and begin trickling down my chest. Oh god, that’s so fucking erotic. Jagger groans and his hand works the last of the come from his cock, then he pulls his jeans up and drops to his knees in front of me. He swipes a drop of come off my chest and brings it to my mouth.

“Suck,” he orders.

I open my mouth and let him slip his finger inside. I suck his release off his finger and he groans, his eyes becoming lusty once more.

“So fucking perfect with that mouth.”

I s
mile and stare down at my chest, “Apparently.”

“Come on, shower again.”

He stands and opens the shower door, turning it on. I step in quickly and wash his release off, watching it slide down my body and then disappear down the drain. I turn to get out only to slam into Jagger’s bare chest. He wraps his arms around me and pushes me back against the wall, pressing his lips to my temple.

“Gonna miss you baby.”

I bury my face into his chest and let some silent tears slide down my cheeks. “I’ll miss you too, Jagger.”

“Be good for me, won’t you?”

“You know I will.”

“Are you still sore?”

I nod, sliding my cheek up and down his chest.

“I’m
sorry, do you need me to get something for you before I go?”

I giggle into his skin. “No, it’ll fade.”

“I’ve never fucked so much in my life, you’re the only girl who could ever make me feel that way so many times over.”