Chapter 12. Agreed but Refuses

The next list is things he expects from me. It is late. I need sleep. I finish off the final list and writing out my triggers. I place the paper down as I get up. Walking into the bedroom, I expect to see Jackson, but he isn’t here. I look around, unable to see. Having no idea where he went, I can only assume he is sorting out business.

Walking to the kitchen, I grab myself a drink, smiling that now Jackson has the list and will be able to be himself without worrying about hurting me. Walking back to the bedroom, I close the door behind me. Stepping forward, the feel of someone grabbing me makes me jump. My body is pushed forward, forced to bend over the bed. Jackson’s shirt is being ripped off me. There goes another shirt. I move to look around at him, but he forces me to look at the bed again. I obey, just as I hear the sound of his trousers been unzipped and pushed down. His legs push mine apart. I am panting and going crazy already. Why was he so silent? I don’t even want