Page 49 of Sinful Touch

She slowly lifts her head and my heart stops, my blood boils, and I feel the tears already starting to build in my eyes, I slowly lift my hand and gently brush the side of her face with the back of my hand.

“I’m sorry, Jax, I’m so sorry,” She says through her sobs.

“Why the fuck are you sorry,” I say through gritted teeth.

“I am more trouble than it is worth, aren’t I?” She asks, looking into my eyes.

My chest tightens and fills with a throbbing pain I have never felt before.

“No, Lil, No, you are not,” I say with as much confidence as I can at this moment.

She doesn’t respond, her sobs fill the bathroom, I fucking feel helpless, I don't know what to do, I don't know what to say.

Chad has once again crossed the line, and I am finally seeing that he doesn’t care. This has been a game to him from the very start, and nothing is going to stop him from destroying her and me.

“I will fucking kill him,” I confess to her and promise.

“Please, don't leave me,” She begs as she pushes out of the corner and wraps her arms around my neck; she gets on me, wrapping her legs around my waist and shoving her face into my neck.

Fuck.

I lean down, resting the side of my face against her head as the water continues to come down on both of us. I close my eyes and allow my tears to escape my eyes and roll down my face, mixing in with the water that I know she is using to try and wash away the feeling she is experiencing right now.

Everything in me is telling me to hunt him down and fucking kill him, but the way she begged me, the way she looked at me I am fucking frozen in place, even if I wanted to leave I fucking can’t.

I can’t leave her like this. I slowly stand up and turn around, exiting the shower and bathroom. I make my way across the room and take a seat on the bed. She tightens her grip on me as I reach between us and grab my phone out of my pocket. I swipe the screen and scroll down until I get to his name: Detective Sparks.

I push his name and bring the phone up to my ear as the tears continue to escape my eyes and roll down my face.

“You need to fucking take care of him right now, or I fucking will,” I say through gritted teeth, feeling my heart racing so fast it might fucking jump out of my chest.

“Jaxon, what happened?” He asks in a concerned voice.

“He beat the shit out of her. That is what happened. I swear if you don't go pick him up right now, the next time you see him, it will be to pick up his fucking body, “ I warn him.

“Don't do anything that you will regret,” He says in a serious voice.

“The only thing I regret is not killing him the first time he laid hands on her,” I confess to him again.

“We will go pick him up right now, stay home, stay with her; I will stop by after he is booked, “ He says, trying to reassure me, but it isn't fucking working.

I don't respond I just hang up and toss my phone on the bed, Lil is shaking against me.

“I am the one who is sorry, Darlin. I failed you,” I whisper, my voice breaking with my words.

“I need you, Jax,” She pleads to me.

“Lil,” I whisper.

She pulls back and looks into my eyes. My heart breaks as I look over her bruised face.

“Fuck,” I say softly.

“Please take this feeling away, Jax; I can’t, I can’t handle it,” She says, her pain and helplessness coming to the surface in full force.

I tighten my grip on her pulling her back into me, she rests her forehead on my chest and lets herself cry.

I know what she is asking of me, and I also know I would never tell her no, but at this moment, I can’t fucking do it, not until we are both not fucking crying.

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