A Girl Nobody Wanted
Chapter 35

I hold his jersey from both of my hands like my miserable life depends on it.

feeling fulfilled.

I was absorbing his smell, placing my face right at his masculine chest. I felt his cologne smell mixed with his sweat. How much I dreamt to stay close to his heart like this sometime back? I know this is not a time to enjoy my fantasies came true, but I couldn't help He took me to his car and put me in the passenger seat gently like a delicate flower.

Then he got into the driver's seat.

He suddenly bent towards me, making me shiver. He was just putting the seat bell on me. (Sigh!!!)

Without saying anything, he started to drive.

I was in extreme pain and embarrassment. I wish he could drive me faster to home.

Wait... Who am I kidding? I don't want to go home. There is no one to look after me or worry about me. At least with him, I feel safe.

When he turned in a different direction than the usual route to my home, I got confused. He might not know where I live. He doesn't know anything about me, after all. "Jake... this is not..." I tried to speak.

"I am taking you to my home," he said, without even looking at me.

What!!! Oh, Dear God!!!

Deep down me, I was so happy to go with him than going home. But is it okay for me to go to another guy's house? What the person I love would think of that?

"It is not necessary, Jake. Please take me home." I said.

"So you can just cry yourself to sleep?" he asked, looking at me for a split second.

He was right, that would be the exact thing I will do. But how is he so sure about that?

"But, Jake..." I tried to speak again.

"Don't say anything. I am taking you to my home." his voice was so dominating. I couldn't even think of saying anything against that.

I took the phone out of the backpack to send my anonymous messenger a text. That poor guy must be so worried because of me. God!!!

My phone was dead. I forgot to charge it. How stupid am I?

What should I do now? Should I ask for Jake's phone and send him a message? I looked at Jake's face. His face was shrunk with anger. He was holding the steering wheel from both of hands like he was directing all the rage to that lifeless thing. I was so scared to even ask for his phone.

He stopped the car in front of a nice-looking, small but luxurious house. I was wondering why they live in a small house. I have heard that they are billionaires.

"Your parents... Are they okay with you taking me home?" I asked when he opened the door and lifted me up in his arms.

"I live alone here," he said casually.

"What!!!" that just slipped from my tongue involuntarily.

"I am not going to r**e you, don't worry," he said smirking.

Stupid Sarah! You don't know how to control your fu**ing mouth.

He didn't have to save you from those bastards if he wants to hurt you in any way.

He took me inside and made me sit on the sofa.

His house was so clean and tidy. You feel so calm and comfortable right after you enter these doors to this wonderful place. I think he has a maid to help him to maintain this place. Otherwise, it would be impossible to keep it clean. "Drink..." he offered me a glass of water.

I drank it in one gasp, I was so thirsty after all the screams.

"I will make the bath ready..." he said, and went upstairs, leaving me alone.

I was just engaged in my own thoughts when I heard he was coming back.

"Can you do it alone or should I... help?" he asked, focussing his eyes right on mine.

What? Help me to take a bath? Noway... He must be insane to even ask something like that.

"I can do it alone," I said quickly.

His eyes clouded with some emotions that I couldn't understand.

"Well, if you say so..." he said, looking away.

"Let me take you to the bathroom," he helped me to get up.

He took me to a bedroom which I think is his bedroom. He opened the door of the bathroom that was attached to the room.

"If you need anything, shout. I will replace something for you to wear," he said.

I nodded my head in agreement. Then I closed the door behind me and started undressing.

I got into the bathtub. The water was comfortably warm... I spent some good time in the bath, trying to wash away all of those bastards' filthy touch on my body. I have never felt this disgusting about my own body in my entire life. I had no clothes with me to wear, so I just wrapped my self in a towel to come out. He may have put some clothes in the room for me.

But what I saw in the room was totally unexpected.

He was there holding some clothes and looking at the way I entered the room.

His eyes widen when he saw me. But he didn't even try to look away...

God!!! I tried to hide again in the bathroom. How embarrassing to come in a towel in front of him?

"I... I... I will keep these here... Once you dress let me know..." I heard him saying. His voice was shaken. Maybe he also got uncomfortable with what just happened.

After hearing the door shut, I came back to the room.

There was a T-shirt and a pajama bottom on the bed.

I couldn't make my mind to wear my panty again, so I just wore the pajama bottom without underwear. I felt really uncomfortable, but what to do?

I wore my bra and put the Tshirt on.

All of them were bigger than me, but I could manage.

After finish dressing, I walked towards the door and opened it.

My whole body was aching like hell, it was so difficult for me to walk.

He was right there, outside the room.

He looked at me from head to toe. No doubt, my face turned red like a ripe tomato.

"Let's put some medicines to your wounds..." he said.

I nodded my head.

"Lie down," he commanded, pointing to the door.

I just obeyed him.

He sat near me on the bed, having a first aid box on his lap.

Pulling my T-shirt bit down from my shoulders, he started to examine the wounds.

Oh!!!!

He was so dangerously close to me... He also had a bath and was in a black T-shirt and a bottom. His cologne smell was all over the room. I couldn't think about anything other than he staying this close to me... This is so embarrassing...

"Jake... I can put medicine alone."I said.

"Don't be silly Sarah... I am not going to enjoy seeing your body. I am just trying to help because there is no way you can properly apply medicine to these wounds alone," he said in a rough voice.

Everything about Jake is so dominating. You will feel so helpless and just obey whatever he asks, without objection. He has the power to make you do so.

I let him do whatever he wants and closed my eyes.

I felt his fingers running down my neck and my chest above my breasts applying some cream. His fingers felt like magic on my skin. I know, I should not feel these feelings towards him, but I couldn't help it. I wanted him to keep touching me for the rest of my life!!!! Then he lifted up my T-shirt a bit, I felt the cold wind touching my exposed belly.

He applied some cream there as well.

When his fingers touching right above the pajama bottom, my whole body tingled as I knew I have nothing underneath that soft piece of fabric.

My heart started to pound in my chest.

He hesitated a bit keeping his palm on my belly for a few seconds... I was so afraid to even open my eyes and see...

Fortunately, he stopped there. Don't know what will happen if he decided to go further down.

You are such a dirty-minded girl Sarah... I am so ashamed of you... You have a person loving you more than his life... But here you are, drooling over another guys' touch...

My heart filled with guiltiness, I shouldn't let my guards down. I have someone who I love... What I feel about Jake is nothing but a crush... I was obsessed with him for many years and now it has become a habit... That's all... He is just trying to help... There is no way a guy like him to have any other feelings about me other than sympathy.

After that, he took me down and forced me to eat. He had ordered some soup and sandwiches. I was not feeling like to eat... But with him, I had no choice...

After eating, he gave me some pain killers and then helped me to get into the bed.

His bed felt very comfortable. I pulled the sheet over me and closed my eyes. I was exhausted... Everything started to feel like a dream... Those guys tried to r**e me... Jake rescued me... He took me to his home... Fed me, and put me to sleep... Everything was a dream... I felt someone kissed my forehead gently, and I heard, "Sleep tight Princess..." someone said. Then that person lied down beside me putting his arm gently over my waist...

I think I was dreaming...

The next morning I woke up to this unfamiliar environment. First, I couldn't recognize where I was. I got panicked and sat on the bed.

Then I recalled what happened yesterday. I looked at the clock. It was already 11 in the morning.

God! Have I slept this long?

I hurried downstairs looking for him. I was in less pain than yesterday. Anyway, still, it was hard to walk.

Jake was in the kitchen, cooking something.

He was not wearing a T-shirt, just a bottom. People say there is nothing sexier than a guy who cooks. So just imagine the sight where a devilishly handsome guy like Jake, cooking without anything to cover up his tanned masculine upper body!!! God! I felt like I couldn't breathe...

"Enjoying the view?" I felt like I got an electric shock with his words.

Does this guy has eyes behind as well?

"I......." without knowing what to say, I just stuttered.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, turning towards me.

Jesus!!! Can you please go and put some clothe first!

I couldn't help staring at his eight packs. How the hell he became this charming?

"How are you now?" he asked again.

"Mmmm... Better..." I managed to tell.

"Good...I will go for a bath... There is milk in the fridge if you need it, and breakfast is also ready. Help yourself. I will be right back." he said walking towards the staircase.

"Jake..."

"Yeah..."

"Do you have a normal Samsung charger, by any chance?" I asked because I was worrying so much about my anonymous messenger. I fell asleep last night. I couldn't even inform him that I was safe.

"Look in that drawer..." he said, pointing to a cupboard.

After he disappeared, I found the charger and put my phone to the charge.

Then I switched on the phone.

There were so many messages from him and many missed calls from Luke... God! both of them must have been really worried. What type of person am I? I didn't even bother to inform them, the only people who love me.

I just skimmed through the messages... They were all asking where am I.

However, I was so shocked to see that the last message was at yesterday evening and the last missed call was too. No messages or calls in the night or the morning, which was impossible.

May be Jake informed them that he took me here. So that means Jake also aware of everything? Is that why they didn't look for me after that? I felt really confused. But he is not the type of person who will just wait and see until I stay at another guy's house alone in the night. Though I don't know who that is, I have understood him quite well. when it comes to me, he is possessive...

Maybe he is a good friend of Jake. So he trusts Jake to let me stay with him.

Anyway, if Jake has already informed them, then it is such a relief.

"Hey! I am so sorry for not informing you. I am safe. But a lot of things happened yesterday. I am at Jake's place." I sent him a text.

Right then, I heard a phone rang, it was actually a message notification. I saw Jake's phone was there on the kitchen table. He has got a message, I guess.

I waited for a few minutes for him to text me back, but there was no reply.

Maybe he was so angry with me, wait... didn't I tell that I am at Jake's place? When I said something like that without any explanation, it sounds really suspicious, right?

I just type a long text briefly explaining everything and sent him.

I heard Jake's phone sound again with a message notification.

Why Jake takes this long to get a bath? He has got two messages already.

"I understand if you are angry with me... But please, at least tell me something." I sent him a text again.

Jake's phone rang again...

What? Is this just a coincidence? Every time I sent a message to my anonymous messenger, Jake's phone also receive a new message.

I know, I made my self a fool with this type of detective work before, and get into an assumption that Luke is the one who texts with me. But I couldn't resist replaceing out more.

Everything that has happened in the past couple of months started to flashback in my mind.

How both Jake and Luke became close to me... How Jake touched my shoulder and offered his rare smile at that time when I sang on the bus... How Jake had my photos on his phone... What happened at Luke's birthday party... Finally, what happened yesterday... With my heart thumping like crazy, I grabbed his phone.

3 new messages, the screen displayed. I think he has a security setting on, so couldn't see who sent the messages.

I sent a message again, his phone received a message too...

God!!! Am I dreaming?

What the hell is this?

I sent 5 other messages to see how his phone received 5 messages, respectively.

One more thing...

I am going to replace this out...

I dialed my anonymous messenger's number.

Jake's phone started ringing...

Princess

The caller ID displayed with one of my close-ups...

I forgot to breathe... My heart stopped... I was out of this world...

Holding both of the phones in my hand I stood up involuntarily...

"What you think Princess..." someone whispered to my ear, holding me from behind...

The smell of Jake's cologne felt stronger than ever...