Instrumental Love |??

Jessica's POV

The way Blake holds me in his arms feels magical. It feels unreal to be honest. I am scared that this isn't going to last long.

So as you know, I skipped school to find Blake. So technically I skipped school for Blake for the second time now. But it's worth it.

I stayed at his house for a little and I am glad we talked about everything. After a while we decided to go back to my house and Blake said he would stay the night.

He is currently packing an overnight bag and I am sitting on his living room couch. I hear a noise coming from the stairs and turn my head to look at Blake standing behind me.

"Are you coming Jessie?" he asks and I jump to my feet and we both walk out the door to his car.

He opens the passenger door for me and I smile and hop in. He walks around the front of the car and climbs inside. He starts the engine and I fasten my seatbelt.

He turns in his seat to look at me and says, "Jessie, I am really sorry for the way I hurt you, I really didn't mean it. You're not like the rest."

My mind races back to the memory of me laying in my bed, crying, thinking Blake toyed around with me and tears slips from my eyes. I turn to face him and say.

"Blake, it's fine. I forgive you. But sometimes what you think is best for other people can hurt both you and the person next to you."

His face drops at my statement and I know what I just said would stick. He takes my face in his hands and wipes my tears away. Why am I crying this much?

I feel a tingling sensation on my skin and I thought of pulling away, but the energy that is radiating off his hands and onto my skin is too powerful and I lay into his soft touch.

We sit like this for a while until Blake breaks the silence and says, "Gosh you're beautiful". I smile and his face inches nearer and nearer to mine.

I can't hold myself back, and close the distance by lightly pushing our lips together. I feel him smiling against my lips and he deepens the kiss. It's the best feeling in the world.

But as any other human being we need air in our lungs and we pull away to catch our breath.

His lips curl up at the ends and he turns back in his seat and pull out of his driveway.

We drive in perfectly comfortable silence and finally we arrived at my house.

My mom's car is in the driveway and my heart drops right into my shoes. For the past week she hasn't been home and I haven't heard from her since the last time she slapped me when Blake was here.

I instantly freeze and I can't breath. She is probably drunk and I don't know what she is capable of, because she hits me when she is sober.

I just stare at my house ... my ... house... the house I grew up in. The house my dad learnt me how to make pancakes in.

The house he learnt me to ride a bike in. The house he died in. The house my own mother abuses me in. But still the house I feel save in despite everything that has happened.

"Jessie...Jessie?" Blake's voice pulls me out of my daze and I look into his eyes.

"Jessie, it's okay." he takes my face between his hands and looks straight into my eyes.

"Don't worry about your mom. I am right here with you. She won't hurt you. I promise."

I have him with me. But that doesn't mean my mother can't hurt him. I am scared, really scared.

But I can't always run away from my problems, I have to face them and sort them out.

We climb out of the car and walk to the front door. Before I can open it Blake takes my hand in his and turns to me.

"Jessica, whatever happens, just know I am here, and I will not leave your side." I nod and he kisses the top of my head.

I slowly open the door and walk inside. I see my mom standing in the kitchen with a bottle of wine in her hand and I feel like crying but I am going to stay strong for my own sake.

"Hi mom" I say and before I can do anything else she walks up to me and Blake instantly stand in front of me.

"Don't touch her" his voice is laced with anger. I squeeze his hand a little tighter to thank him for his bravery.

"Don't talk to me like that boy!" my mom yells, but Blake stands his ground.

"You think little miss Jessica here is perfect don't you?" she says and steps closer to him. "Well think again boy."

She looks at me with a smirk on her face and says, "Have you told him Jessica? Have you told him what you did?"

I can't hold it in anymore. Tears run from my eyes and I can't stop them. Blake turns to me with questioning eyes and asks, "What is she talking about Jessie?"

At this point the tears are streaming down my face and I can't believe my own mother just did this to me.

She was the one that told me to not tell anyone about what happened that night and now here she is literally forcing me to tell the story.

My mom laughs and looks at me. "Ah is little Jessie scared to tell her boyfriend that she is a murderer?"

Blake's eyes widen as he looks at me and it feels like my world is spinning around me, faster and faster.

My mom goes on by saying. "Yes, she murdered her own father! She isn't the sweet innocent girl you thought she was!"

"It was not my fault!" I scream. I just lost it. I can't stand here and listen to my own mother accusing me of killing my father when it wasn't even my fault!

"If it weren't for you Jessica! If it weren't for you, my husband would have still be alive right now." she yells and Blake stands next to me still holding my hand, but I can see he is really confused right now.

"You know, I never even wanted you Jessica! I never wanted a child, but Richard insisted on having a baby.

I couldn't have children and I was so happy about that but I knew he really wanted us to be a complete family.

I thought I could love you when I first saw you at the adoption agency. I thought I could learn to love you. But I never did.

And when you killed my husband I hated you. Shit Jessica I still fucking hate you! I never loved you! No one will every love you!

Not me, not this perfect little protective boyfriend of yours...not anyone!"

I can't believe what I am hearing right now. How did I not know this? How did I not notice it before? If I think about it now, I have green eyes and both my parents has brown eyes. I have brown hair and my parents has blonde.

I can't hold myself up anymore and collapse into Blakes arms. He catches me before I fall to the ground and picks me up and carries me to my room...

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Christii