Chapter 44

“Hey! Asshole! Wake up!”

Jon shot up from the bed, his head flinging from side to side, scanning the room in alarm.

“Ksenia...where is she?”

Confusion tugged at Richie’s eyebrows.

“You ok my brother? Did you have a nightmare or something? Ksenia went with the guys to the arena, a place we need to be too.  She told me I might find you here. You apparently weren’t feeling to great and said you were gonna lay down for a bit. Are you ok?“

Icy fingers tapped down his spine as Jon’s eyes found the scattered remains of his clothes, the clothes he wore when Ksenia was with him! Replaying the events of the day he could just remember him crunching into her flesh….

“Yes, yes I’m fine but is she ok?”

“Just peachy bro’. Now get your ass off this bed and get dressed. We are going to be late for our show man!”

Dread slowed his pace as he made his way towards the cupboard.

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He didn’t so much as lay an eye on her until after the show and by that time his nerves were scraped raw.

Seeing the red of her shirt flashing by his dressing room and her unmistakable scent wafting into his nostrils he swooped towards the door, his hand closing around the fragile bones of her elbow.

A gasp from her eased his grip.

“We need to talk.”

She followed him into the room, waiting patiently as he slammed the lock on the door. His violence was surfacing again.

“What the fuck happened this afternoon?”  His shining blue eyes didn’t intimidate her in the least and she put her hand against his chest, shoving slightly to get more breathing space.

“No need to act like a brute Jon.” Her calm voice brought some sense to his frazzled emotions.

“You fed from me but that you know and…”

“And? And what? Why was I naked? Why was my clothes ripped to shreds, scattered all over my room!?”

“That’s what happens if you go too long without a feed. You get intoxicated from a few drops of blood. You’ve been starving your body for too long Jon, you just paid the price for it. Your body needs all the resources it can get and your mind shuts down.”

Watching him as his eyes grew wider by the second, she giggled.

“As for your question, nothing happened. I had to help you to bed and then you had this sudden urge to get rid of your clothes. I watched your little display and settled you onto the bed and you almost immediately passed out. I had a hard time extracting my hand from your grip but that was about as much excitement as I’ve experienced in your bedroom mister.”

Jon felt his legs turn rubbery as relief buzzed through him. He let out a gruff breath.

“Jesus, Mary and Joseph!  Don’t ever do this to me again!”  He managed a weak smile.

A mischievous light danced in her eyes as she made for the door.

“At least I received some payment for my unselfish sacrifice.”

Eyebrows flicked above electric blue eyes.

“I always knew you had a nice ass Jon, but seeing it without clothes….now THAT was even better.” She winked at him and something happened she never knew would even be possible, Jon Bon Jovi actually blushed!

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A frown burrowed into Richie’s forehead as he stepped back from Jon’s door. He could hear Ksenia’s voice inside but for some absurd reason the door was locked, Jon NEVER locked his door. He was about to turn on his heel when the door opened. Ksenia seemed startled and he didn’t miss the slight tuck at her wrist. Why was she trying to cover her…..”FUCK NO!!”

Richie found himself face to face with Jon. Rage bulged his fists into steelballs and without thinking he found the target. Jon’s head snapped back, his body thrown backwards by the viciousness of the attack.

“Richie! Stop it! What are you doing?!” The tiny girl was standing between them, her eyes huge green pools. Reaching out to her, he lifted her off her feet, depositing her just a few inches further, he knifed forward again.

The next fistful drew blood and Ksenia’s hysterical voice carried through the room.

“Richie? What’s going on with you? Stop it! Richie please!”

Fury burned like acid in his veins, drawing lungs full of breath he gritted out the words.

“Is this why you took her with us? An easy fucking meal when you feel like it? Huh Jon? Is everything about you? Why her? For fuck’s sake why?!”

Hurt shimmered in the blue eyes, he didn’t even try to protect himself. A tiny river of blood mapped down the side of his lip. His tongue flicked out and it was gone.

Not receiving the denial he was hoping for, he turned towards Ksenia.

“Is this why you don’t touch me anymore? Is this some kind of sick, sexual thing you two have going on? You could have told me that it was him you wanted. I would have understood. As for you, you have gone too far this time, too fucking far.”

Anger pulled Richie’s shoulders back and he seemed even more ominous. 

“Richie! Wait!” Ksenia called out to the retreating back.

“Let him go. I’ll speak to him later. Let him calm down first.”

“This is all my fault! I didn’t mean to cause trouble Jon. I was trying to help.”

Tears streamed down her face, guilt slumped her shoulders downwards.

Shiny silk flowed through his fingers as he pulled her into his chest. For such a strong girl, she was really so damn naïve!

“This is my fault. If I didn’t wait so long to feed, you wouldn’t have felt the need to let me feed from you. I made the shit, I’ll sort it, ok sweets?”

Her head bobbed up and down against his chest. Balancing her chin on his fingers he gave her no option but to look at him.

“What was Richie talking about you two not sleeping together? Is there something wrong baby? Do you want your own place to stay until things are sorted?”

“No..its ok really..its just…I’m not ready..you know…” her blushing face and stumbling words hit him like a ton of bricks in the cut.

“Ksenia, did someone rape you while that bastard locked you up?”

The expressive eyes suddenly turned blank. The youthfulness disappeared from her face and in its place he saw a tortured soul, a women ,wise way beyond her years.

“Please don’t ever mention it again. Richie doesn’t have to know. Its over and done with. Jon..Jon are you listening to me? Not a word.”

“If you really want your relationship to work you better tell him. He’ll understand.”

Anger flashed in her emerald eyes.

“Do you really take me for a fool Jon?! Don’t you think I see all the pity in everybody’s eyes? I’m sick of it Jon! I don’t need people’s pity! Can’t you just imagine the disgust in Richie’s face if he realized I’ve been raped as well?! SEE?! Look at your face…pity! I hate it! It makes me sick!”

She turned and run. Jon didn’t have the will or the strength to stop her.