When I woke up in the morning, the sun was shining brightly through my hospital window. My head was still on Jayden's chest, who was sleeping blissfully. He was so handsome. His tan skin was so smooth, even the parts of his body that were covered by tattoos were beautiful. He was like a God, in a league all his own. And he was all mine.
Today was the day I'd be able to go home. After being kidnapped and recovering in the hospital, I was definitely ready. I was somewhat nervous,however, because I would also be telling Jayden about my past today. I don't really know how he is going to take it either. What if it scars him and he wants to break up with me? Who would want to be with a girl who was lost in the dark?
I tried not to worry about it. Jayden loved me, and he said he always would.
My thoughts were interrupted by Jayden stirring next to me. His long beautiful lashes fluttered open and he stretched. His perfectly defined muscles flexing as he did so. I swear I could feel the drool dripping down my chin.
Jayden smirked at me. "Like what you see, princess? Feel free to touch; it's all yours." he said in the sexiest sleepy voice I've ever heard.
I slapped his chest playfully. "You're such a pervert in the morning; it's insane." I laughed.
"Babe, I am a guy. That being said, I'm a pervert at all times of the day. How could I not be when you've got the sexiest body I have ever seen."
I started to blush furiously.. I keep forgetting that he has seen me naked during our one night stand.
Jayden wrapped his arm around me and kissed my lips. "In all seriousness, I am so happy you get to come home today."
"Me too. I have so much to tell you, Jayden. So many things that I am terrified to tell you." I confessed.
"Nat, I am not going anywhere. There is nothing you could have done that will drive me away. It's okay; it;s just me."
With that, I felt a little better. I snuggled my head in his chest for a moment before kissing him and gettting out of bed. "Well, Mr. Bad Boy, let's get our stuff together and get outta here."
Jayden hopped out of bed, stretching again. "Thank Christ. I hate hospitals. They scare the fuck out of me."
Walking out of the hospital was like parading triumphantly after a victory in a deadly war. I felt great. I am so lucky to be able to see another day. Sure, I had some broken bones, and I had to walk with a boot on my foot, but things could have been much worse. Also, I had my man walking out beside me, and I couldn't be more happy.
Jayden drove us to his house because he knew his mom wouldn't be home.
When we walked inside, I gasped. His house was gigantic. There were four floors, not including his basement. It was incredible. "Jayden, why didn't you tell me you were rich?!"
He shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly. "Because I'm not; my mom is. She got a ton of money from my prick of a dad after the divorce. He cheated on her, so I am assuming he just felt guilty."
I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I'm so sorry; I didn't know. That must have been awful for you."
He kissed my forehead. "It was, but it's whatever now.." He paused. "Let's just go upstairs; can put your stuff in my room.
Jayden's room was on the top floor of the mansion-house. His room was also huge. It had a bathroom attached, a king sized bed, and a huge walk-in closet. His walls were half black and half red and had posters covering them.
I chuckled, forgetting Jayden was with me.
"What's so funny?" he questioned.
"Nothing. It's just.. this is exactly how I would picture your room; I love it. It's so you." I replied.
"Well of course, babe, I have to have a badass room to coincide with my badass image." he smirked. "Now stop stalling, I know you are trying to avoid telling me about your past. I really need to hear it, Nat. I wanna know everything there is to know about you."
I sighed. He was right. I was just avoiding the inevitable. I sat on the edge of his bed, nervously fidgeting with my hands. "Okay, you're right. I'm ready; please sit down, and don't say anything until I am completely finished." I said, shutting my eyes.
When I felt the bed dip beside me, I knew he had sat down beside me. Well, here goes nothing.
"Okay, I am just going to start from the beginning. First, my dad left my family when I was only two. I don't even remember him that much... I only remember certain things, like when he would push me on the swings and hold me in his arms during thunderstorms. I always thought he was such a great father, but then he left. After a few years, I got used to him not being there. I did always hope that he would come back, but he never did. When I was 13 years old, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. She had noticed a lump a while before being diagnosed, but she didn't really think it would be anything serious. I was by her side for every chemo and radiation treatment, but she just didn't get better. After battling for many months, she died; I was only 14. Everything started going downhill from there. My family was broken. My siblings and I turned against each other. I never left my room; I was too depressed, and I had no one to talk to. I felt so alone.. so I started to harm myself in every way possible. Burning, cutting, etc. One day, I left school early.. the pain was unbearable. I came home and found an old bottle of pills that my mom used to take.."
I paused; Jayden's eyes widened significantly. He looked horrified but didn't interrupt me.
"I-I swallowed every single one. I was unconscious very soon and woke up in a hospital. My brother had found me..They made me throw up a lot, and I had to stay in an institution for 30 days. That was only a year ago, Jayden, but I am better. I am happy now; I know my mom would want me to be. I went to counseling, and they taught me to love life again. I found you, and you are everything to me."
I stopped, taking a deep breath and letting you out. "There, now you know me and what I have done. I am sorry that I can't be perfect for you."
Jayden didn't speak for a long time; he just sat there and thought for a while. After what seemed like an hour, he spoke.
"Natalie, I am so sorry that you had to go through all of that without me. I am so fucking angry that I wasn't there to help you. You were broken; I-I didn't mend you. If it weren't for the ER staff and your brother, you could be dead." He paused, wiping a tear from his eye before continuing. "I am never going to leave you. I love you so much, and I swear I will be here through all of your struggles."
He pushed a piece of hair behind my ear, cupping my face in his hands. After a minute of staring at me, he finally kissed me. He kissed me for dear life, as if I were going to slip away from him.
I kissed him back with everything I had. I am so lucky; he was so understanding.
Things were going to be perfect for us from now on.. I just knew it......
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