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Wrongfully Accused Ch. 13
🕑 Added 2022-11-20 05:12:09 +0000 UTCPart 3.5: Rumble in the Frathouse
Written by: Mandingo1234
Edited by: kenjisato
Chapter 13
*** Alpha Beta Fraternity House. Front lawn. Five minutes earlier.***
Jason pulled up to the Alpha Betas Fraternity house. It was one of those colonial style houses large enough to house a platoon of soldiers. But instead of well trained men, it was a house filled with boys, drinking, partying, and various other things college students do. He could hear the loud thumping of wild music, and flashing lights from the windows. Hey knew a full blown party was going on, and he was about to crash it.
He stepped out of the car, along with everyone else, and made their way towards the big front door. While walking Sarah ran up to them, exiting her car, when Jason and all the others approached.
“Thank goodness you're here. I try to call Jennifer, but know one is answering,” she said as she ran up and hugged Lila, trying her best not to seem scared for her best friend.
“It’s ok honey, you did the right thing by calling. Will get her back,” Lila assured her, while looking at Jason, wondering what he will do.
The whole group walked up to the front door. Jason put on a pair of leather gloves, and Dominic gave him the jacket. It was a thank you gift for all the business he was giving him, and for the amount of money, he paid for that custom leather jacket. Jason didn’t see a need for leather gloves, but for tonight, he was going to need something to keep his fingerprints off the crime scene he was about to make. Gloves in place, and in that position to help obscure his face, he was ready to go, for what came next.
“Whatever happens, stay behind me, or stay by the door,” Jason grunted as he knocked on the door.
A linebacker came through the door, “Hey, did anyone order three desperate housewives! They're fine as hell!” he shouted back into the house.
“No, nobody ordered us, or whatever that means, we're here for my daughter. So please let us in,” Lila demanded, ignoring Jason's advice and stepping in front of him. Not liking the way the big man was eyeing her.
“Your daughter huu. I alway wanted a mother-daughter duo. But sorry no one can do that. No party crashers here. Unless you and all your little hottie friends are willing to do a little something something for me and my friends.” the linebacker grinned. As he looked over Lily, Ronnie, and Sarah.
“Look, let us in, and there won’t be trouble. Where just hear for her daughter,” Jason said in a calm cool voice, sizing up the big guy. Getting almost in his face.
“Look old man, there is no fucking way I’m letting you in. So why don’t you leave before I make you. Oh why don’t you leave the ladies behind. Will show them a real good time.”
“Let us in, before there is trouble,” Jason commanded as he took another step closer.
“No way you motherfucker. You are starting to piss me off,” he said as he got right into Jason's face, “You know what, maybe me and my boys would teach you a little lesson, and once we are done with you we will have a real good time with your women folk. We will,..ahhhh!”
Before he could finish his sentence Jason quickly and fiercely head budded the linebacker's nose. Destroying it, as blood started to spew from its mangled nose. He bent down, curing to the high heaven as he tried to stop the flow of the river of blood that was coming out of him. That was a big mistake, because it gave Jason the perfect position to knee the linebacker's jaw, effectively knocking him out. And just like that in two moves Jason quickly and easily took out the house bouncer.
“WHAT THE FUCK! YO, FRIDGE IS DOWN! THIS FUCKER TOOK HIM OUT! HE’S A DEAD MAN!”
One of his fellow teammates shouted out, and like kicking the hornet's nest, out came several more football players ready to get vengeance on their fallen comrade. Jason stepped in, he could hear the song Mystikal Fever by Mystikal, blaring from their sound system. Bringing his hands up, ready for what comes next. Jason waited for them to make the net move.
They all rushed at him, but Jason was more quick on his feet, and faster with his punches. He always put himself in a position where he can’t get surrounded, and where his attackers would come at him, one at a time, instead of all in a gang. While they were in great shape, the football players were not fighters, not like the season ones he had to deal with back in prison. One by one they all started to fall at Jason's hands, all the while he was receding a mantra in his head.
‘Head’
‘Ears’
‘Nose’
‘Throat’
‘Shoulders Joints’
‘Elbows’
‘Hands’
‘Wrists’
‘Fingers’
‘Spleen’
‘Diaphragm’
‘Stomach’
‘Liver’
‘Kidneys’
‘Groin’
‘Knees’
He recited all those words in his head as he fought off the football players. All areas his mentor once taught him, where he could do the maximum amount of damage with little effort. So when one player came rushing at him with a wild punch, he grabbed onto his wrist, and with a violent twist and a pull, shooting pain shot through the man's arm. Then for the final blow, Jason karate chopped the man's elbow, while still twisting his wrist. Effect being his elbow in the wrong direction, and causing the guy to scream bloody murder, and falling, cradingly his now mangled arm.
Jason quickly made his way through the large house, taking out any football player that came at him. As he fought, many people either ran from the house to escape the violence, or pulled out their phones and started recording everything that was unfolding. Jason also saw women in various states of unclothing, while also showing that they were bit in a drug induced haze. Seeing that only made his blood boil even hotter, as he redoubled his efforts into hurting the men who would do that to a woman.
He had almost cleared out the first floor, until a big, nearly seven foot tall, 400 pound behemoth came strolling in.
“You're dead now fucker.” he said it with such a deep voice. With the deep voice and hulk like body; he could give Michael Clarke Duncan from the 2003 Daredevil, a run for his money.
Jason knew if he went up against that guy in a straight fight, he would be dead, so he opted for the tactical retreat. The behemoth came in swings and throws, but he couldn’t land a single punch on Jason. Eventually, they found themselves in the middle of the room where a pool table resides. Then in a feat of brilliance, Jason grabbed the two pool cues that were on the table and broke them at the midpoint, tossing away half, and only keeping the heavy back end of the pool cue. Unfortunately, while he was doing that, he didn’t see the guy with a knife and made a charge at him. By the time he noticed, it was too late and the guy thrust the knife into his side. As this was happening Lila, Lily, Ronnie, and Sarah saw what was happening. Deciding to be a little brave and make their way through the sea of fallen bodies. Their faces paled as they saw the college boys stick his knee into Jason, but all then they heard something interesting.
“WHAT THE FUCK. IT WONT GO IN!” the man with the knife shouted, as his knife went through the first layer of leather, but stopped at the underlying layer of kevlar, and the titanium thread weaved, inner liner. But before the guy could think of anything else, the broad end of a pool cue came swiftly by and stuck the side of his head. Blood and teeth shooting out of the guys mouth and nose, falling to the floor unconscious.
It was the special order jacket that Dominic made. Once Jason heard that he could make custom ultra light body armor cloths, Jason jumped at the chance at getting one. It could stop most handguns and a few shotgun blasts, so stopping a knife attack was child's play. It cost him a cool 100 grand, but Jason knew the value of having a stabproof jacket, he only wished he had that while he was in prison.
Once his wodby stabber was out for the count, he focused back on the behemoth. Which was a good thing because the guy was right on top of him. He did the first attack but missed the second one and got hit in his side. Staying sure-footed Jason began to go on the offense with his makeshift batons. Reciting his montara as he landed blow after blow. The problem was the guy was like an orc, having both immense muscle and fat. So instead of going for his body, Jason went for his joints. While he did get hit a few times by the behemoth's massive fists, he did manage to get behind the guy. With one hard struck at the side of the knee, the big guy screamed in pain as he felt his knee getting shattered. Dropping to the floor cradling his now destroyed knee caps, two heavy wood poles came swinging down together, and bash at the side of the guy's head. Knocking him out, and falling like a ton of bricks.
Standing there with blood covered sticks, Jason looked around the room. He saw the fighting eyes of both men and women as he stood over the now unconscious big guy. He could still hear him breathing, which was a good sign that Jason didn’t kill him, but he will be having one hell of a time recovering. He saw movement at the corner of his eye, and saw another jock reading himself with a broken beer bottle. But once he made eye contact with Jason cold dead eyes, and saw the large unconscious body of the team's biggest bruiser on the floor, he turned tail and ran.
Seeing as there was nobody left to fight on the first floor, and no sign of Jennifer, Jason decided to make his way upstairs. He dropped the sticks which caused a loud thud as they hit the floor. He saw that all the girls were still waiting for him at the entrance of the pool room. Wide eyed and shocked beyond belief.
“You stay down here,” he commanded the girls, like they were his dogs.
Still shocked by the whole thing, all they could do was nod, as Jason went up the stairs. They couldn’t believe the brutality that Jason had inflicted on the Alpha Bates members. To them it looked like a fight you would see in a Jet Li, or a Jason Station movie. One guy versus a hundred, and the one guy is still standing. But after seeing Jason taking on the big guy, they had faith in him in finding Jennifer. So they watched as he jogged up the stairs, the song on the sound system changing, to X Gon' Give It to Ya by DMX. Then sounds of fighting started back up again.
More fighting ensued as men came out of their rooms, zipping up their pants. One by one they all fall, and now laid on the floor in eminence. Jason looked into each room, seeing women in the value stage of undress, but no Jennifer. Then he then saw someone that he knew would know where Jennifer was, Derek.
“Where is she?” Jason said, rage boiling as he saw that cocky grin of his.
“Oh don’t worry, we are taking good care of her. Is her mother here, I would like to tap some of that MILF pussy,” Derek said, a little high from the drugs he's been taking since he left the captain with Jennifer.
“Where the fuck is she, you little prick!” This time Jason demanded an answer.
“Who the fuck you think you are convict. You can’t talk to me like that, my family would destroy everything you know, and send you back to prison. And in return I will take all those women from you. So come on, lay one hand on me, and see where that gets you, CONVICT!” Derek drugged his mind leading his speech.
“One shot.”
“What?”
“I will give you one shot. Hit me and I won’t dodge it. Come one show me what you got?” Jason taunted him, ready to put Derek right in his place.
“Oh you shouldn’t have done that bro, My arm is an all American thrower. One punch from me, and you would be pushing daisies.” Derek said with confidence.
He rushed at Jason, and swung his hand like he was going for a hail mary pass. It landed squarely on Jason's jaw, and while he did spit blood, Jason stood strong and true.
“My turn,” Jason said as he punched Jason right in the solar plexus.
While Derek was an all American, he didn’t know how to properly throw a punch, so it only felt like getting hit by a car. As for Jason when he landed his punch, it felt like getting hit by a semi trailer truck. Leaving Derek breathless and finding it difficult to breathe. Deciding to finish him off, Jason smashed both his hands against Derek’s ears, causing his ear drums to both burst from the sudden change in air pressure. Now breathless, and disoriented, Derek threw another wild punch, but Jason saw it coming from a mile away. So he grabbed onto the incoming wrist, and with one fluid motion, he pulled Derek's arm to one direction, while Jason struck Derek shoulder with his other hand. The combined forces of the pushing and pulling on Derek's arm, caused his rotator cuff to dislocate, and severed several of the tendons in the process. Destroying Derek's throwing arm, and any possible future in playing football. To Derek it felt like his arm was about to be ripped off from his shoulder. Then to finish it all off, Jason threw a haymaker of his own, knocking Derek out against the wall and on the ground, blood covering his fist. Jason looked down at the now unconscious Derek, regretting knocking him out. Since he first asked where Jennifer was at. Right at that time a door swung open and a shirtless guy came out to see what the commotion was.
“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!” the captain shouted as he saw Derek on the floor.
“Where is she?” was all that Jason asked, but then he saw Jennifer right behind the new comore,and from there he saw red.
Jason punched the guy in the face, causing the guy to stumble and fall back into his room.
“Dude what the fuck was that for.” the captain says as he now looks at the blood on his hand, “Oh you are going to get it now. Wait until my buddy Freddy the Giant comes and gets you. When he is done with you, they will need to run dental records just to identify the body.”
“If you're talking about the seven foot tall black guy. Don’t bother, he is already face down on the floor. And if you're hoping for any of your buddies to come in and save your ass, don’t bother either. They are either knocked out on the floor, or they ran off.”
The captain's eyes went out in shock at the claim Jason was making. Then his eyes went to rage.
“You're a dead man. Did you know what you just did? You are now the enemy of the team, enemy of the school, and even an enemy of our boosters. Once the dean finds out what you did, you are finished. You are dead. You are de...”
He didn’t finish what he was saying, because Jason was just wailing on the guy, blow after blow; unrelenting in the destruction of the captain and his wicked ways. By the time he was done, his face was all battered and bruised, completely unrecognizable. Then for added measure, with a swift and hard kick, like a kicker going for a 50 yard field goal. Jason bare down on the captain's groin, making sure to get his twig and berries, all the while Jason only had one thought in his mind.
‘Good thing I am wearing my steel toed boots.’
The team captain was now passed out on the floor, the sheer pain from having his groin being made into swiss cheese, his body shut down, in order to preserve itself, from the wrath of Jason. Then Jason saw Jenniefer stun out on the bed. By the way her clothes looked mostly intact, and no brushes on her face, arms or thighs, he could tell that he got there just in time, before the unthinkable happened.
“Are you ok?” he asked in the most soothing voice he could muster through his natural gravely tone.
She still couldn’t speak, but she managed to nod her head, the effects of the drug was still wearing off. Jason took once over in the room, while he sat Jennifer up and placed his jacket over her shoulders. When he saw the video recording set up, his veins wear about to burst from the fact that the football team were about to record her rape. He told her to wait right there, while he checked the room. He looked through the recording on the phone stand, and saw that he was correct that they hadn't done anything to her, and that while he beat up Trent, the captain of the football team, the cameras didn’t capture his face, only glimpse. Then he looked at the unconscious body that was Jennifers would be raper, and discovered that his phone was right next to him. It was locked, but using his fingerprint to unlock the screen, that was when he hit pay dirt. He found dozens of video files of perverts girls that were raped and recorded. Along with message boards threatening them to do what they were told, unless they want that video being released to the public, ruining their lives. He also found correspondents linking several key figures of the school that were involved in the sex ring. One of which was the head coach, the head of security, and the dean of the school.
“My, you have been a naught boy, have you Trent. Lets see if we could fix that,” Jason said ominously, mostly to himself as he thought up a plan.
He knew that this would come in handy to put those football players in jail, so first he sent a copy of all relevant information to a secure email, making sure it went through the schools wifi, so it can be verified for later. Then he disabled the phone's locked feature. Then before he picked up Jennifer and left that room, he saw a desk with school supplies, so with a sticky note, and a marker, for something special. With everything in hand he went back to Jennifer. She still felt too weak to stand, so ever so gently she picked her up in his hands. She felt as light as a feather as Jason lifted her into his arms. Confirmed by his embrace, Jennifer wrapped her arms around Jason's neck, and brought herself in closer. Sobbing into his shirt as she finally felt safe for the first time that night.
“Let's get you home,” he said in a whisper, as she sobbed into his chest. With what he came for in his hands, he slowly made his way out of the room and down the hall, making sure to step over the unconscious bodies.
Lila was waiting on pins and needles as the eerie silence filled the room. Sarah had rushed to shut off the sound system after the loud thudding stopped up stairs. She wanted to go upstairs, wanted to find her precious daughter and wrap her in her arms. But she stayed, trusting Jason in finding her daughter. Lily and Ronnie were tending to the other girls that were there. Several showed signs of being drugged, they gave them water, and a blanket to keep them warm. As Sarah said, no one called the police or campus security. They would think that they would send in someone to break up the fighting, but no one came. Several of the football players did manage to get up, but as soon as they did, they feld the scene fearing to have another run in with Jason. Lila wanted to stop them, for what they did, but all she cared about was the safety of her precious little girl.
Then just before she was about to have a nervous breakdown. Footsteps could be heard, making its way down the steps. Lila rushed to the stairs waiting, hoping that it was who she thought it was. Then when Jason came into focus carrying Jennifer within his arms, she ran up to meet them.
“JENNY!” Lila yelled as she made it halfway up the stairs.
“She's fine. Let's get out of here,” Jason said, not wanting to stay in that house any longer than he had too.
Lila nodded at his request and followed Jason down the stairs. Lily, Ronnie, and Sarah heard the competition, so they all made their way at the stairs. Jason directed them towards the front door, where the big guy Jason first took out, was still there. Knocked out, and still bleeding from his nose.
Once outside, Jason gently places Jennifer on her feet. He asked Lily, and Ronnie to help her to the car, while he asked Lila to stay to help him with something. Lila wanted to be with her daughter, but she did what Jason said, and waited for him, and his plan. But before he could Sarah spoke up.
“Here, someone was recording everything that was happening since we came here. She left it after you, took out that big guy, thinking that you were there to kill them all. What do you want me to do with it?” she asked as Jason picked up the phone.
Jason looked over the phone, and while it did show him beating up on several guys, it did show his face. That was a bonus for him, and was clad the baseball cap, and beard helped obsur his face. Then he told Sarah what to do.
“Send it out, to anyone, and everyone you know. Let the news media handle this mess. As for you I need you to say something,” Jason said, now looking at Lila as he pulled up the football captain's phone.
Jason called 911 to leave a frightening message like he did with the mugger. Lila was hesitant the first time Jason did something like this. But for her daughter she performed of a lifetime. It seemed to work, as the 911 operator immediately said that they were sending units to her location. Once that was confirmed, Jason tossed the cellphone, while still being connected to the police, by the bushes. With a sticking note on it, that says,
“PLAY ME,” in big bold letters. As Jason queued up one of the captain's video files. Something he didn’t want the public eye, or the authority to see.
With everything set and done, everyone got into their vehicles. Lila got in back with her daughter Jenn, while Lily sat shotgun, and Jason took the driver's seat. Ronnie decided to drive back with Sarah seeing that they were going the same way. Once everyone was in place, they all drove out of that neighborhood, back on the highway. Heading towards Jason's house.
The ride back was steeper in total silence, all they could hear was the tiny sobs of Jennifer crying into her mothers shoulders. When they pulled up at the front of the house, everyone got out and went inside. The drugs in Jennifer's system, had pretty much washed themselves out and could manage to walk on her own. Still though Lila was there, by her daughters side, as they went upstairs to the bathroom, so that she could take a shower.
While they were up stairs, Jason made his way towards the kitchen where he grabbed all the ice from the freezer and placed it on the countertop next to the sink. He managed to take off the leather gloves he was wearing that were caked in dried blood. He tossed them into the sink, and he saw how red and swollen his knuckles are. His hands were sore, and some other areas of his body were going sore too. He pulled up his shirt to reveal several large brushes were starting to form. He needed to ice them down, but he only had two hands. Then that's where he felt a set of dainty hands on his back.
“What are you doing?” Jason asked as he eyed Lily over his shoulder.
“Checking to see the damage… Ya you're going to need to ice that down, and probably you're gonna need a stiff drink.”
Lily directed Ronnie to go get a bottle of whisky from the wet bar down stairs, and Sarah, since she decided to stay there as well, to pull out several frozen food packs from the freezer as well. While they did all of that, Lily began to fill two large bowls with ice and water.
“Here, put your hands in these. 15 on 15 off. That should help with the swelling of your hands. Also take off your shirt, we need to ice those bruises before they get any worse.
“Why are you doing this?” Jason asked, as he was not used to this level of care.
“You fought off an entire football team, to save my niece from a horrible fate. The least I could do is treat your wounds. Now shirt off, hands in bowls.” Lily commanded as she readied the frozen food bags, by wrapping them in a cloth towel. Not having the strength to argue, Jason sat down on the neiaset stool from the breakfast bar, and did what Lila instructed.
Ronnie came back with whiskey in hand, and proceeded to give poor Jason, and everyone else a drink. Sarah was the only one who couldn’t get one since she was underage, but she did help herself to what was left in the fridge. As Jason had his hands soaked in ice water, Lily had two makeshift ice packs on some of the biggest bruises. Even Ronnie got into the mix, by holding one of the packs on his side. At that point Jason figued an ice bath would solve all of their problems, but he didn’t have that much ice, and he didn’t want to go out and get some. So for now, he would rely on Ronnie, and Lily's ice bag application.
Not wanting to be left standing and doing nothing. Sarah saw the blood stained glows, and began to hand wash them. Taking extra care that all the blood is out of the groves, and to not get any water in the inside liner. While doing that, she took a quick glance at Jason, and his chiseled pecs. For the first time seeing him shirtless, Sarah couldn't help but look at the sight of pure masculine form. She knew Jason was strong since she saw him taking out all the Alpha Betas members, but seeing his hard muscles seemed to put a little tingle in her pussy. Also in truth, she wanted to feel his hard muscles under her hands, but there was no room, since Ronnie and Lily were hanging off him. Applying those ice packs on his bruised skin.
While Jason was getting treated by the women downstairs, upstairs, Lila helped her daughter strip and soaked in her jacuzzi tub. She made sure to put the bubble function on, so that her daughter could relax. Then the waterworks and Jennifer just balled her eyes out.
“I’m sorry mother, I sorry for being so stupid. I should have listened to you, and never gone out.” Jennifer sobbed between every other word. Wishing the world could swallow her up whole. So she could forget the betrayal Derek has caused her.
“Shhh, shh, shhh. It’s okay, you're safe now, that's all that matters. We're lucky we got there before anything truly vile happened to you. Thank the heavens for that… And Jason,” Lila said somberly, truly thankful for having Jason in her life, even for something so terrible.
“Oh god Jason, I’ve been a total bitch towards him, and yet he came and rescued me. Even beating up my would be raper, before he did anything to me.”
“It wasn’t just your raper sweety. It was the whole team. He fought them off while he was looking for you.”
“All of them?” Jennifer asked warily.
“Yes. I must admit, it was a scary sight. Watching him knock them down like flies. Some got a few good licks in, but Jason was faster.”
“God,” Jennifer sobbed as she placed her head in her hands, as she cried. “I was mean towards him. Thinking he was the worst.”
“I know sweety, and to tell the truth, I thought the same as well. I didn’t want to come here. I didn’t want my family to be near him, but he was my only option. When he offered us a place to stay, I was still weary of him, as he had this aura of danger around him. I knew he was innocent when he went to jail, and suffered hardships that no one could imagine. But I always felt unsafe when I was around him. And yet, when he heard about you being in trouble. He didn’t even ask, he just got up and went for the car. I never asked him to save you. He did that all on his own.
“Why, why would he do that? Even after everything I said to him?” Jennifer asked, her sobbing has reasonably stopped.
“I don’t know, maybe it is because he was falsely accused as a rapist himself. That he felt obligated to take out others. Or maybe because he couldn’t save his coworker, that felt like saving you, is like saving her. Or maybe he doesn't want anything bad to happen to you. I don’t know, but I am eternally grateful to him for saving you.” Lila said, while brushing her daughter's hair, glad to hear her calming down after her ordeal.
“Mom, could you please go get him for me. There is something I have, no, I need to do something.” Jennifer asked, while she began to stand up.
“Ok, but first let me help you dry up first.”
While she was helping her daughter dry and dress for the night, Jason was still recovering from the fight. His body ached from the ordeal, not being as once young as he used to be. Still even when he was young, his body always seemed to be in a constant state of pain ever since the incident that happened in prison, SInce the pain happened so much, that he grew used to the feeling. He seems not to remember a time where his body doesn’t ache, a time when he didn’t have to fight to survive. All he remembers is the pain of all that has happened to him, and all the things he had to do to survive. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling, but it helped remind him that nothing is fair in this world, and you should not take anything for granted. In one moment, you could fly high, like nothing could touch you. Then the next you're crashing into a blazing inferno, and there is no way out but through.
As he was nursing his second glass of whiskey, Lila came down the stairs.
“Ah Jason, could you come up here for a moment. Jennifer wants to talk to you.”
Jason was a little shocked that Jennifer wants to see him, let alone talk to him. But he figured that there was no harm in it. So he got up, dried his hands, put his shirt back in place, and made his way upstairs, right behind Lila. She was standing in her room, in what appears to be one of her mothers night shirts, and looking fragile as ever. They just stood there in total silence; he didn’t know if you were going to tell him off, or break down entirely. He was about to speak up, when all of a sudden, Jennifer lunged into Jason, wrapping her arms around him in a warm embrace.
“Thank you. From the bottom of my heart thank you,” Jennifer said in a muffled voice as her face was buried deep into his shirt. “Thank you for saving me, when you could have not. You risked your life for me. A stupid girl that was nothing, but mean to you. Mean to you for just merely existing. I promise from now on, I’ll be nice to you, because you deveer people to be nice to you.” Jennifer said, as her tears started to well up in her eyes.
While it was a touching statement, what really threw Jason for a loop was the hug she was giving him. It was the first time anyone has ever touched him like that, in a really long long time. Yes he had held Kitty, Lily, and Ronnie, while they were immenstadt of passion, and lust, but Jenniefer’s was a non sexual embrace. A true hug in every sense of the word, and it felt fourign to him. Almost seeming like he forgot what a hug should feel like, or how to properly reciprocate it. While Jennifer hugged him tightly, Jason had his hands up, but not on her body. They were just there floating in the air, unsure where to go. He wasn’t the only one who saw this, Lila also saw the uncertainty in Jason's eyes; probably the first time she ever saw that since he got out of prison. In the end, he opted for placing his hand on her head, like he does with Shea. Jennifer seems to be liking that decision, because she rubbed her head into his hand, like a cat rubbing into someone's leg. Nuzzling herself into Jason's strong hand.
“Thank you, I needed that.” Jennifer said, break their embrace. Then she had a shy look on her face, like she was about to ask something that was embarrassing.
“Could you by chance stay here for the night. Just kinda watch over me while I sleep,” she asked, blushing from the obsitness of the request.
Jason took a quick look at Lila, and saw she too was surprised by Jennifer's request.
“Please, maybe with you here, I could sleep, “ Jennifer asked, but only in a whisper.
“Sure,” was all that Jason said, still unsure by the whole thing.
Since Jenn's room had no chairs to sit on, he took the spot next to the bed that was facing the door. Lila tried to lie down with her daughter, but she vetoed it. Lila made the point that she shouldn’t sleep alone tonight in her bed, but as soon as she said that Shea came running in and jumped on the bed.
“You see I won’t be alone,” Jenn reassured her mother, as she held Shea close to her. Finding comfort when holding the dog.
Not wanting to leave her daughter alone; Lila took a spot on the floor, right next to him. From there, Jenn was commanded to turn off the lights by Alexa, and the room was steeped in total darkness. The only light filling the room was the light coming from the hallway by the open door. And even though it was difficult for Jenn, with her mother, Jason, and Shea in the room, she managed to have a dreamless sleep.
Comments
Rhys
Edit- Headbudded, I think you meant headbutted? Awesome story, came for succubus, found this.
Tefler Fan 007
Love this story. Keep up the good work.
