Betrayed (Betrayed #1)

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Authors: Melissa Jupp
that, they’re more like pure silver with just a touch of blue around the edges..
    When I got home I took a shower and went straight to bed. Mmmm…. Soft comfy pillows. Wolves howling. Wait, what the hell. Do I even have wolves around here? Blackness. Nothing but pure obsidian.
    Belinda was standing over Jessi while she’s screaming and writhing on the bed. Whatever had a hold of her would not allow her to wake up so Belinda pulled the Obsidian Stone necklace from around her neck and placed it on Jessica’s chest and gave her a good smack.
    “Jesus Christ Jessi wake up!”
    Smack, smack, smack, smack. Damn my cheeks are starting to sting. Smack.
    “Ow! What the fuck!” Jessi jumped clear out of her skin and damn near fell on the floor looking around frantically to find out why her mom was smacking the shit out of her.
    “Easy there girly you don’t need a red bum to match that red cheek.”
    “What the hell mom?” I screamed.
    “Sorry honey but you were screaming in your sleep again and when I couldn’t wake you up I got worried. So, I smacked you a few times until you came around,” Belinda said sheepishly.
    Looking annoyed and rubbing my cheek from the sting of my mother’s tiny hands.
    “Damn mom where’d you learn to hit so hard?”
    While I’m still rubbing my cheek she stands there looking all cute petite and innocent. Jesus that woman's got one hell of a right swing.
    “I said I’m sorry dear now go get some clothes on I got breakfast, or should I say lunch ready.”
    When Belinda turned to walk away Jessi looked down at her self and sure enough she was naked as the day she was born. “Oh shit I’m seriously naked!” She shrieked and ran to the closet to snatch clothes on while Belinda was busy trying to hide the obsidian stone in her pocket and walking out the door.
    There was a knock on the door so Belinda answered it. She peeked out the side window to see who it was. There’s a black stretch limo in the driveway and someone wearing a tux at the front door. “Who is it?” Belinda asked the stranger.
    “I have a delivery for a Jessica and Belinda Barnes. It’s a package ma’am,” he replied.
    “Alright leave it on the front porch and scurry away.” Under the circumstances and the current situation Belinda is not taking any chance on opening her daughter’s door to a complete stranger. The man bowed his head after he set the package gently on the front porch and walked to his limo.
    The limo started back down the driveway as Jessi walked up. “Who was at the front door mom?” She said walking up and peeking out the window herself to see the limo drive off. “And why was a delivery guy in a limo?”
    “I’m not sure dear. Go set down at the table in the kitchen and I’ll bring your package in to you.”
    I headed to the kitchen; I’ve never seen my mother look so grim before. I wonder what’s going on. Did she and Jackson have a fight? She even seems to have dark rings around her eyes. Mom walked back into the kitchen, set the package on the counter and proceeded to finish setting all the food on the table. One thing I miss most about mom is when she cooks. Cause lord knows I damn sure can’t cook. I think I even burnt water once.
    I watched as mom put out a different variety of fruits, scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon, and oh my god it’s blueberry pancakes.
    “Put your tongue back in your mouth young lady before you drool all over the food.” I had to force my eyes away from the food to look up at mom as I gave her a sheepish grin.
    “Eat up before it gets cold.” Mom said
    “Wow mom this is great. Where’d you get all the food?”
    “Well I was late getting here this morning because I know you don’t cook so I stopped and got all the stuff we would need.”
    Belinda was smiling at her daughter as she shoved food in her face liked a starved orphan. Pretty soon her life will be completely turned upside down. Fate will make sure she goes to Nikolaos on the 25th day after

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