His Mission (HIS SERIES Book 1) by SAKINA HUSSAIN (each kindness read aloud TXT) 📗

make my way towards the table and pull my phone out, glancing at the screen. My heart skips a few beats as I realise Jake had replied to me.

-I would have slept better if you were next to me.

I nibble on my toast, registering his words. I know eventually we'd have to talk things through properly but right now I'm more than happy to hear from him through the phone. It's better than being left in the dark, not knowing how he's feeling or what he's thinking.

-I don't know what to say Jake.

I quickly text him back truthfully, sending it and swallowing the lump in my throat. My phone vibrates back instantly and I scan over his words, my stomach tightening in knots.

-Spend tonight with me... No strings attached? We don't have to talk about anything if you don't want to. I miss sleeping next to you.

My eyes widen at his suggestion and I stare blankly at the screen, his words eventually blurring up.

-what?

I don't realise how blunt my text sounds until I've sent it but in that moment that's the only reply I could think of. How could he possibly want to sleep next to me when I'd left him, left our relationship? Wouldn't that ruin things for us, ruin the space we both need? I don't want to ruin things any further than they already are.

-forget about it.

His reply is equally as blunt and I instantly feel my heart drop knowing I'd hurt him by shooting him down so horribly. My fingers hover over my screen as I fight hard to think about my response. My mind remains blank and so I turn my phone off, sighing deeply.

Everything is so unstable right now.

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Jake's POV -

I reach for the box of tablets, downing a few and groaning from the aching pain I feel in my body. Even with strong painkillers, my body is constantly in pain. I walk over to close over my curtains as darkness falls outside, the air cold and misty.

I tug my shirt over my head, shivering a little from the icy temperature in the room. I dive underneath my covers, feeling extremely exhausted from the day. I'd done nothing beside annoy Tobias and watch boring television but my mind and body is shattered.

I instantly relax, sinking down into the warm mattress and pull the covers over underneath my chin. My thoughts turn to Emily and the last text she'd sent me. My jaw tightens as I realise how much of a fool I'd been suggesting she should sleep with me tonight. I know our relationship isn't fixed but I miss her, I miss having her in this bed. I barely got a decent nights sleep without having her warmth press against my body.

I sigh heavily as I realise how much I've changed. Its crazy how the right girl could change you completely, turn you into someone you would never even dream of becoming. I have to admit she'd softened my hard interior, making me experience new feelings and emotions.

I close my eyes and think of her as sleep slowly washes over my body, healing my injuries.

My mattress dips and I feel someone stir beside me. I open my eyes immediately and groan, annoyed from being woken from my sleep. My eyes meet large brown ones and I frown in the dark, reaching out to see if she's actually here or if my imagination is playing tricks on me. My hand touches her cheek gently and I feel her warm skin brush against my rough fingers causing my stomach to tighten in knots.

"Emily?" I whisper in the dark, my voice quiet and vulnerable. I watch her nod and she shushes me, leaning further down into the covers.

"I'm so sorry," she chokes out, her arms pulling me towards her chest. I immediately relax against her warm presence and my own arms reach around her small frame, pulling her close to me. I place a gentle kiss on her neck and feel her take a sharp intake of breath in, her body stilling.

"Don't be, you'll always be mine," I whisper in the dark, seeing her eyes wide and innocent staring back at me. She whimpers against my body and my arms tightens around her protectively. I ignore the painful aches in my body and focus on how good she feels against me instead.

"God, I've missed you." I breathe out against her cheek and she presses her forehead against mine, her warm breaths mingling with mine. I feel a tear fall down her cheek as she cries softly, sounding completely broken apart.

My body tenses tightly from her cries as I realise how much she's hurting right now. . . Due to my poor choices.

I place her down gently onto the bed and position myself over her, my thumb wiping the tears away from her eyes. She breathes in deeply, her soft cries filling the silence in the room.

"Jake," she whispers. I place my thumb over her lips, tracing over her bottom one.

"Shh. Let me make it right." I whisper into the dark, positioning myself over her. I feel her freeze underneath me, battling with herself over the decision she's about to make. Moments pass and the only sound in the room is of our shallow breathing mingling together.

"Make it right," she eventually responds, her voice barely above a whisper.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Sixty Four - The morning after.

Jake's POV-

The cold morning air greets me and birds chirp their morning song outside my window. I stir inside my bed, slowly opening my eyes and turning. My body hits something warm behind me and I freeze, only turning my head to see who it is.

Emily.

The events of last night come flooding back to me and I groan quietly, running a hand over my face. Did we?. . .

I lift the