Love Betrayed In The Rain

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The Cook Corporations illegal demolition killed my parents and turned me into a beggar on the streets.

When the thugs they hired had me cornered, Jax stood in front of me. He was like a stray dog, eyes burning red with fury.

Anyone touches Ava, he snarled, Ill make them regret it for the rest of their lives.

We fell in love when we had nothing.

Until the day the Cook heiress sent her men for us. Jax was beaten until his head was slick with blood, but he still shielded me. He shoved me away and let them take him.

Lost in the downpour, I stumbled through the alleyways and saw her car. The interior light was on, and through the rain-streaked window, I saw Jax press Seraphina Cook against the seat, his mouth crashing down on hers in a brutal, hungry kiss.

In that instant, the world blurred into a wash of gray rain, and the only sound was the frantic drumming of my own heart.

Is fucking a high-society girl that much better, Jax?

Seraphinas breathless words, broken and panting, reached my ears.

Jax was completely lost in her, his teeth gently grazing her earlobe, his eyes glazed with lust. When he didnt answer, she grabbed his tie, flipping him onto his back and straddling him. He reached to peel off her black dress, but she stopped his hand.

She looked down at him, her voice laced with a petulant complaint. Ive asked you so many times, Jax. When are you going to agree to be my personal bodyguard? Sneaking into the Warrens to see you was fun at first, but Im getting tired of this whole underground affair. Besides

She paused.

Besides, Im sick of seeing your little beggar girlfriend.

Jax was silent for a moment, then he answered her with a kiss that was even more ferocious than the last, stripping away her clothes in the dark confines of the car.

My tears mingled with the rain, my whole body shaking. I couldnt watch anymore. I turned and ran, stumbling on the potholed ground, my knees screaming in protest each time I fell. But I scrambled back up and kept running, desperate to get away.

All I wanted was to go home.

My home was nothing more than a makeshift lean-to of scrap wood and tarps, but it was once a warm and happy place. It had my parents, hot meals, and a soft bed.

Until the Cook Corporation tore it all down. My parents died trying to protect it, crushed under the rubble of our house.

Their deaths sparked an outrage. The displaced residents protested, and the demolition was temporarily halted. We swore we would protect our land, that we wouldnt let Cook win. But one by one, people took the money. Or they couldnt stand the constant harassment from the companys thugs. They left.

The Warrens grew emptier, but I stayed. I was waiting to get justice for my parents.

And Jax stayed with me.

His parents were gambling addicts. Hed run away from home and lived on the streets. I had shared my food with him. When the thugs had me cornered, he had appeared out of nowhere to protect me.

As I cleaned his wounds later, dabbing iodine on the raw gashes, I started to cry, from fear or from a pain in my own chest, I didnt know which.

Im sorry, I sobbed. I shouldnt have dragged you into this

Jax pulled me into a fierce embrace. Ava, Im staying with you. Im going to protect you for the rest of your life.

And for five years, he did.

Jax came back late that night. A fresh bandage was taped to his forehead. He saw the scrapes on my knees and knelt to apply ointment.

I took a step back. Where were you?

A flicker of hesitation crossed his eyes. They took me to see Ms. Cook, he said carefully. She wasnt too hard on me. Ava maybe shes not as bad as you think.

I looked up at him, my heart clenching with disbelief. Jax, you know how much I hate the Cooks.

It was a blood debt. He knew everything. And he was dismissing it with a casual, not as bad as you think.

He reached for me. Im sorry, Ava. But that was our parents fight. Seraphina doesnt approve of what her family did.

I pushed him away, a cold laugh escaping my lips. You two seem to know each other pretty well.

He flinched, his eyes darting away. He didnt answer. Instead, he started talking, as if trying to convince both me and himself.

Ava, you should talk to her. Im sure shed be willing to give you some compensation. I want a better life for you, for us. We cant keep living hand-to-mouth, selling scrap metal. Do you really want to be stuck in this hellhole for the rest of your life?

I slapped him. The sound echoed in our small shelter.

He turned his head slightly, his eyes downcast.

I looked at him, my voice low and sharp. This isnt some hellhole. Its my home. The Cook Corporation destroyed my house and killed my parents for twenty thousand dollars. Im not leaving until I get my revenge.

Seeing the tears welling in my eyes, Jax panicked. Im sorry, Ava. Im sorry, I wasnt thinking.

Then, another lie slipped from his lips. I found a job. A bodyguard. Its steady work.

I gave him a faint, bitter smile. I knew it was just Seraphinas excuse to have him at her beck and call.

Ava, he murmured, Im going to make you happy.

Jax started coming home later and later, until he wasn't coming home at all.

The rich have a lot of parties, hed explain, his voice strained. Theyre always short-staffed. You have to understand, Ava.

I knew he was sleeping with her. Your employer seems to need a lot of company, I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

At the mention of her, a light I couldnt ignore flickered in his eyes. A small smile played on his lips. Ava, shes incredible. The strongest person Ive ever met. Besides you.

The comparison made me sick to my stomach.

I didnt confront him. I still needed his protection. Without Jax, I wouldnt survive long enough to see justice done.

But I stopped letting him touch me.

And Jax, lost in his new world with Seraphina, never even noticed.

A few weeks later, I was alone in the alley when a group of thugs blocked my path.

Well, well, if it isnt Ava. Wheres your little boyfriend?

I recognized them. They were the same goons the Cook Corporation had been using for years to harass the remaining residents.

I backed away. Jax is nearby. Dont try anything.

They looked at each other and burst out laughing. They cornered me, their shadows looming. One of them grabbed my hair, his greasy fingers scraping against my cheek.

Jax? Hes too busy being the Cook heiresss lapdog to care about a homeless mutt like you.

I sank my teeth into his wrist, hard. The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.

Fucking bitch!

A fist slammed into my face, sending me sprawling into the mud. The real beating began then. They used a filthy piece of wood, a makeshift club, crashing it against my ribs again and again.

My strength gave out. I lay in the grime, gasping for air. The final blow landed on my forehead. The world dissolved into a high-pitched ringing as warm blood streamed down, blinding me.

When they tore at my clothes, I no longer had the energy to fight back. They took out their phones, taking turns filming me.

I just stared up at the sky, a gray canvas sliced into thin strips by a web of power lines. It was the same color it had been the day they pulled my parents bodies from the rubble.

When they were done, they spat on the ground and left, cursing.

I used the grimy wall to pull myself up, bit by bit. I wasn't sure a single bone in my body was unbroken. Every step was agony.

But I couldnt die. If I died, who would get justice for my parents?

I dragged myself around the last corner, a pile of rotting garbage marking the end of the alley. I stopped, hiding myself in the shadows.

A black Lincoln, sleek and utterly out of place, was parked at the mouth of the alley.

And standing beside it, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, was Jax. He looked so different I barely recognized him.

Seraphina was leaning against his shoulder, her fingers tracing his jawline. You know, Jax, she purred, Im just discovering you have a rather cruel streak.

He lit a cigarette, his voice nonchalant. Ava can be stubborn. Ive protected her for years, but she has no idea how hard life can be. A little scare while Im gone maybe its what she needs to finally agree to leave.

Huddled behind the dumpster, I heard his words, and the blood in my veins turned to ice. The man I had trusted most had just thrown me to the wolves.

I bit my lip so hard I didn't feel the pain, my nails digging into my palms. A sharp, twisting pain erupted in my abdomen, like a dull knife being turned. My vision swam, and I slid down the wall as the world spun around me.

The last thing I heard before the darkness took me was Jaxs voice, laced with something that sounded like a smile.

Once she understands

I woke up in a hospital.

The door was slightly ajar, and I could hear hushed, frantic voices outside. It was Jax, his voice cracking with a despair he couldnt contain.

Seraphina! I just told them to scare her! What the hell did you order them to do?!

Her reply was a light, careless laugh that drifted through the crack in the door. Oh, Jax. Your little girlfriend doesnt scare easily. Since you agreed to let me send my men to persuade her, I thought we might as well be thorough. Better to rip the band-aid off, dont you think?

Jaxs voice was shaking. Do you have any idea she was pregnant?! The baby we lost the baby

A brief silence. Then, Seraphinas laughter, even brighter this time.

Oh? Is that so? Well, then I guess I did you both a favor. Did you really think that child would have had a happy life, Jax? Raised by a couple of beggars squatting in a garbage heap?

The sharp crack of a slap echoed in the hallway.

A moment of stunned silence, then Seraphinas voice, laced with venom. You ever lay a hand on me again, Jax, and I swear to god Your future, your ticket out of that shithole you came from, its all tied to me. Who do you think you are without me? Just another stray dog from the Warrens, fighting over scraps.

Lying in the hospital bed, I felt a wave of nausea. A child? I subconsciously touched my flat stomach. No wonder I had been so tired and sick lately.

A dark, cruel thought surfaced. A part of me was relieved. I had nothing to give a child.

The door opened. Seraphina walked in, followed by Jax, his eyes red and swollen. He couldnt look at me.

She bit her lip, forcing the words out. My men got carried away. They didnt know when to stop. On their behalf, I apologize.

She paused, pulling a checkbook from her expensive handbag and placing a blank check on my bedside table. As for compensation, name your price. Take your time. After all, it was our companys mistake that led to your parents deaths and left you like this.

Then she picked up her bag, lifted her chin, and walked out.

We were alone.

Jax looked at me, his lips moving, but no sound coming out. Ava, Im so sorry

I just smiled. A slow, cold smile.

I would make them pay.

Three days later, sirens blared across the Southside. Fire trucks and ambulances swarmed the streets. The Warrens were on fire.

Jaxs calls came one after another. I finally answered. He sounded like a man on the edge of a cliff.

Ava, where are you?! Why arent you in your room?!

You know where I am, Jax, I said softly. Dont bother looking for me. Im going to be with my parents soon. I wont be the burden holding you back from your new life. Are you happy now? After all these years, were even.

Flames licked at the flimsy wooden walls of my shelter, crackling and popping. I didnt move. I just held the cold picture frame in my arms a little tighter. In the photo, my parents and I were smiling.

I could hear the media scrum outside, the police shouting. I thought I heard Jax scream my name.

Ava!

He was trying to break through the police line.

I ignored it all and closed my eyes, pressing my cheek against the cool glass of the frame. The air warped with the heat. I could see my parents in the flames, beckoning to me.

Just as the heat and smoke were about to pull me under, there was a tremendous crash. The burning wall exploded inward.

Jax, wreathed in smoke, stumbled into the inferno. He reached for me.

Ava! Go! We have to go!

I didnt move. I just looked at him, my expression calm.

His eyes were wild, pleading. Ava I was wrong I was so wrong please, just come outside. We can talk outside

The smoke was getting thicker, the flames crawling across the ceiling.

Outside? My voice was a hoarse whisper. Outside where, Jax? My home is here. The home we were supposed to have you destroyed it.

He slapped himself, hard, twice across the face. Im an animal, Ava, I deserve to die but dont do this, dont throw your life away Im begging you

The heat was unbearable. I could hear the firehoses outside.

Is anyone still in there?! We need to get them out!

The shout seemed to snap Jax out of his panic. He lunged forward, trying to scoop me into his arms.

At that exact moment, a burning beam from the ceiling came crashing down.

And the world went black.