Painful Deception

Selene looked at the woman in front of her; she was very small and very obviously pregnant. She was pretty, but you could tell she was still very young. She couldn’t help but smirk as she introduced herself. A look of surprise and brief flash of anger crossed the girl’s features. “May I help you with something?” she said, placing a hand on her belly.

Selene looked down at it for a moment before looking up again. “Yes. I need to see Mark.”

Jacqueline straightened herself up. “Can you wait here while I get my husband?” Selene looked at her retreating back and was slightly outraged at the fact that she was still standing outside. She looked around through the door at the entrance hall; the house was massive, infinitely bigger than her flat in London. She smiled when she saw Mark coming towards her, then stopped when she saw the furious expression on his face.

“Hello Mark,” she said brightly, trying to cheer him up.

“What are you doing in my home Selene? I don’t remember you being invited,” he hissed at her.

“We haven’t talked for a while and I thought that you would like to know how your son is doing,” she said, glancing over at Jacqueline who was standing behind Mark. The indescribable look that crossed her face as she spoke made her feel quite proud of herself. Mark turned around to his wife and asked her to leave. She saw the woman look from him to her briefly before turning and walking through one of the many doors spanning off of the entrance hall. It was when she turned that Selene felt afraid of Mark for the first time; she saw the bright red handprint on her face that was turning blue.

Harry eagerly searched through his mail looking for the letter from Jacky; he couldn’t help the large grin that spread across his face when he found it. He sat down on the couch and opened it:

Dear Harry,

Sorry it took so long for my reply; Mark found one of your letters and quickly disposed of it. It truly irked me that I didn’t get a chance to read it, I am always so happy when I get to hear your thoughts. Another event happened on that day, his mistress showed up at the manor. We had just had an argument and I answered the door and there she was, and she was rather rude. The look on Mark’s face was one of pure fury; she really did pick the wrong time to show up. Anyways I was forced into another room and they retired to his office. She had this notion in her head that he really loved her and wanted to start a new life with her and their son. How I wish that were true, than I wouldn’t have to scheme to be with you. Needless to say, he sent her away and then attempted to reconcile with me. It’s funny to me that his son that he yearned for is with her. Sometimes I wonder what will happen to her and the child; I doubt that Mark will offer some monetary support. I feel compelled to send her money every month on his behalf, just for the child. Though she wasn’t the nicest woman the child shouldn’t suffer because his father is an evil man and his mother picked the wrong man to fall in love with.

On another note, Mark found out that the baby is a girl. He was unhappy for a few moments then declared that in a year we will try for a boy. He is mistaken. I have found out a way to escape this miserable life, there is a loop-hole in the marital contracts. I’ll tell you about it when I see you; Mark is going to be out of town next week. I hope I can see you, Tuesday at one o’clock at your flat. I miss you and I can’t wait to be in your arms again.

With All My Love,

Jacky.

Harry almost yelped in joy. Not only had she come up with a way for them to be together, but she would also be seeing him soon. His thoughts were starting to drift towards what it would be like when she was finally free of her husband. She could go to University and she wouldn’t have to worry about her daughter being around an abusive father. And maybe in a few years they could get married and maybe have children. When they got to Scotland he could teach again at a school, not that money would be needed. His family wasn’t anywhere as rich as Mark’s but they were certainly comfortable. He was just happy that a woman as sweet and smart and beautiful as Jacky would finally be happy.

Mark crawled slowly up Jacky’s body as she slept; he had not been with her for a very long time and now that Selene had been taken care of, he didn’t have any female companionship. He started kissing her neck slowly and worked one of his hands up her night shirt. He felt her start to shift and took advantage of her new position by settling himself between her legs.

Jacky woke up slowly confused about the weight that was now on top of her and the wetness on her neck and face. She opened her eyes and saw Mark; he was resting between her thighs and kissing her neck. He distorted question of what must have been confused for a moan by him because he murmured some nonsense in her ear. “Mark, get off please,” she said sleepily. He responded by placing a hand on each leg. “Mark, stop it. It's hard for me to sleep now and I don’t need to be interrupted,” she said beginning to get worried especially when he shifted and she felt him on her inner thigh.

“You can sleep after, it’s been so long since we’ve been together Jacky,” he murmured to her, pulling her thighs around him. Jacky felt the sleepiness lift quickly and tried to move him despite the awkward situation of her belly and his much heavier weight. She felt her heart beat faster and a feeling of dread settle over her.

“Please Mark, the baby,” she whimpered.

He growled into her ear, “The child is fine; we can do this all the way up until you’re eight and a half months.”

She felt her eyes well up with tears, “Please, Please Mark I don’t want to. Please don’t make me do this.” He settled himself between her legs and began to slide her panties down.

“You my dear don’t have to do anything,” he said, getting to his knees and lifting her legs up. She grabbed her underwear and tried to keep them up, but he tore them off. She tried to slap his hands away from her legs but he forced her wrists into one of his hands and he pinned them over her head.
She cried out again and started to sob, Mark had done a lot of things, but to rape her while she was pregnant! She wanted to be away from this, if there was ever a desire for an out of body experience it was now.

“Please Mark, no!” He just pushed himself into her, grunting as he did so. She screamed, the intrusion was unwelcome, and she felt the baby start to move around obviously alarmed at the sudden tension. She tried to focus on her baby and not what its father was doing to her. She screamed at the feeling of a foreign object inside of her, at the helplessness that she felt She thought to herself over and over again, I'll run away in a couple of months, then the baby and me will never have to go through this again. She heard Mark let out a strangled moan and his body got rigid, and she felt the disgusting warmth of his semen. He had let go of her hands when he shoved himself in and now he was supporting his own weight. She felt her hot tears run down her face and refused to look at him. She could feel him deflating but he still stayed inside her.

“That wasn’t that bad Jacky,” he said as he leaned down to kiss her forehead.

She flinched when she felt it. “Get away from me.” He chuckled and pulled out, laying beside her with his arms under his head. She heaved herself up and walked briskly out of the room. Beginning to sob, she went into a guest bedroom tucked herself in and cried herself to sleep.


A/N: Thanks to my wonderful beta Christine.You're wonderful. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Please review.