Finally Perfect - J.S Christopher (read people like a book TXT) 📗

I crawled down the couch, he was still laying on his back when he moved the blanket off his right side of his body, “Do you want me to lay there?” I whispered, he nodded, I laid on the  right side of his body and put my head on chest. He threw the blanket over both of us and put his ear plug in, smiling slightly. His heart was beating steady, while mine was going a million miles a minute, my head moved up and down with every deep breath he took. I breathed in his scent; I’ve never smelt something so amazing. I looked up at him, he face was lit from the screen of the phone, I smiled a little at him and then moved my head back to lay on his chest. “Are you comfortable?” I asked, looking back at him. He shook his head no and I sat up quickly, he moved his right  up from underneath me and laughed quietly. He grabbed my shoulder then pulled me down next to him, he continued to look at his phone while the faint noise of music played. Droplets of rain fell against the jet, Derrick rubbed my forearm arm up and down gently, i'm sure i even felt a kiss on the top of my head and I for once fell into a peaceful sleep. Chapter VII

 

 I woke up with the sun shining on my face; slowly I opened my eyes and forgot where I was for a moment. I sat up quickly; searching frantically for my phone, hoping that I didn’t over sleep again. I realized I was no longer in my cold army cot bed but in this amazing Jet. Then the memories from the night before crashed over me like ocean waves. I stretched and looked at my phone, ***5:30am Thursday November 27th*** I sat up quickly and put my shoes on; I pulled my hair out of the pony tail from last night and threw it into a messy bun. The door to the jet opened quickly, Derrick popped his head opened and said, “Hey it’s time to…” I stood up before he could continue “oh you’re awake… well it’s time to go” he said harshly. He was still in dark jeans, but was wearing black chucks, a black long sleeve, with a gray and royal blue letterman jacket on. The back on his head, and partially of his ears were covered with a gray beanie, the top of his black hair was sticking out. “Well… get up” he said impatiently. I followed him down the steps of the jet; he opened the door for me to get into the black jeep. I looked at him, “You don’t have to do that every time” I said quietly, “Southern hospitality” he said sarcastically with a grin. The sun was rising over the mountains that were lightly touched with snow at the peaks, the land was green and instead of the palm trees the ones here were pine and reminded me of the Christmas trees. I looked at Derrick as he drove, “Did you sleep okay?”I asked, he shrugged, “Yeah it was okay.” I reached over to grab his hand but he pulled away still staring at the road. I put my hand back into my lap and looked at my phone, not a single text or call from my Aunt but why would she? She got what she wanted. At that moment I decided to stop sulking, to stop being the victim. No matter what comes out of this situation I would make the best of it, I sat up a little taller and smiled to myself. A new Remi would be born. After driving for what felt like hours, we pulled into a very affluent community. People were out walking their dogs and mowing the lawn. The houses were each big and nice with huge yards. Derrick stopped in front of an almost castle like house and the gates opened, he pulled into the long U-shaped drive way. The yard was large and grassy; it had two gardens full with flowers, on both sides of the entrance of the house, a fountain completed the regal look and was in the center of the yard. The house was enormous, at least 2 stories, when I stepped out of the car I looked down at the driveway made with different Earth toned stones. The house was a cream color with lots of windows and arches. When we walked in the entry way of the house it was just like that of the movie Annie, giant marble floors throughout, with matching marble pillars and  grand chandelier made of a million crystals hanging down. In the center of it all was a double winged staircase. It was early in the morning but the house keepers were busy with their daily task. I stood looking at the inside of the house with amazement; Derrick followed behind me; his arms full of suitcase. “Derrick this is place is beautiful” I said in amazement. He shrugged and bumped past my right shoulder nudging me forward and toward the stairs, he walked in front of me and I followed him up the stairs. He led me to a large white door and opened it. The scent of vanilla and pumpkin came rushing out toward me, the floor of the room was a dark hard wood, with a matching wood dresser, a wood bed was in the center of the room pushed against the wall. Candles were lit on the dresser and were on the ledge of the giant bay window to the left of the bed. White sheets were draped over the top and down the railing of the grand canopy bed; the covers on the bed were white as snow and looked like they had never been touched. A wooden bench was at the foot of the bed and above the dresser was a giant flat screen TV. “Wow” I finally said sort of quiet. Derrick placed my bags in the walk in closet, which to my surprise was already was full of clothes and shoes. He stood straight and brushed off his jeans, “Okay so here’s your room, the bathroom is over there” he pointed to another white door, “and the bathroom is connected to my room… so if you need anything just knock”.  Derrick then turned and left me in the room by myself, he was a lot colder than last night and I just didn’t understand. I spent the day unpacking the few things I had, exploring the clothes in the closet, had a snack and slept. The bed was so comfortable I couldn’t help but to fall into a deep sleep. I was asleep when Derrick came into the room, “Seriously you’re sleeping?” he crossed his arms. I scratched my head, my hair was wild like I’ve been living in the jungle for years, my shirt fell over my shoulder exposing my bra strap, I wiped drool from my cheek. “Get up, people will be here soon and you need to get ready.” Once he left I got up and went into the bathroom, the floors were a white tile, the counter tops were a dark granted and the sink were pure while. The shower was like that of a spa, it had stone floors and walls and a place to sit. It had shower heads on the top and both sides of the walls. Next to the grand shower was and even grander soaker tub. I got into the shower and let the water fall all over my body, I sat on the little tile bench in the shower, the water massaged my sore head and back from the beatings I took from my Aunt. I washed my hair slowly and shaved my legs. I never realized how many bruises I had until I had time to actually look at myself; I still had the cuts and bruises on my arms and a large bruise on left ribcage from when she kicked me. I realized the shower was steaming up the bathroom and I turned the shower off quick. “Oh shit, I forgot a towel” I said as I stepped out, just then Derrick opened the door to the bathroom, he was looking down when he saw my feet and slowly started to look at my naked body. I looked him up and down, his hair was in the same perfect fashion from the night before, and he was again wearing the shinny dress shoes and dark jeans from last night, but was wearing a black, red and green sweater with diamond shapes on the front. The smell of his cologne filled the bathroom. He looked me up and down, his mouth was shut, his eyes were wide and almost in a daze, his eyes moved slowly up from my feet to each of my breast and bounced back and forth looking at both of them, he looked at me seductively, like I was the most attractive girl he had ever seen.  I could feel myself becoming aroused and wondered if he could tell or if he was too. His eyes moved down past my breast to the bruise on my ribs, he opened his mouth slightly, in shock. He looked me back at me then at the bruise, his eyes were full of sorrow then he reached his hand out slowly to touch the my ribs and I quickly  grabbed my clothes and ran out of the bathroom, locking the door  to my room behind me.

Chapter VIII

 

My back was against the door and my head in my hands in shame. After sitting there for a while I finally collected myself and began to get ready. I put the flawless foundation over my skin, and instead of a Smokey eye, I did a simple cat eye with my eyeliner, and a light brown eye shadow. Light blush graced my cheeks and I rolled on a nude lipstick. I braided my hair into a messy but elegant side bun. I pulled on a robe over my still naked body and went to the window; I sat on the ledge and watched the sun set as numerous cars were starting to arrive. A black BMW pulled up and a blonde woman stepped out, I sat up a little to get a better look at her, she was greeted outside by Derrick, then they went inside. I crept out of my room and spied down the stairs to look at them. The