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Even Scars Are Beautiful

By: kuroukiphoenyx



Get up, go to work, go home. Get up, go to work, go home...

Rinse, lather, repeat... Rinse, lather... AAAAAAGH!!!!!

Have you ever had one of those days where the monotony of life, as comfortable as it seems, just gets too... I don't know... complacent?

My name is Jade. I'm a 35 year old curvy caramel BBW, five foot three and 240 pounds. My hair is braided with a mix of burgundy and black. I'm always in jeans and a t-shirt and I'm a nerd to the nth degree. I can feel the epic win already...

I was clueless to know how to start to break out of my shell. I was too scared to go to a bar or a party of any type. Such a wonderful start to this story. The one release that I could look forward to was reading erotic stories. In that moment, I could be the woman or man if I choose and let my imagination take flight. My panties get wet, I play with my pussy a little and WOW...

An orgasm... kind of.

You see, I've never had an orgasm straight from sex and at the time this story begins I had gotten tired of this fact. Really tired. So I had to do something about it, but what?

I could grab my friends and go, "Hey you wanna go out to go out, drink a few?"

They would go, "Oh yea girl! I'm getting my clothes on right now!"

We go to the bar, have a few, they go away with guys and... I'm on purse duty. Maybe that creepy old guy won't... see... me... Hi old creepy guy... eeeeh.

I'm on a mission to get laid and this time, this goody two shoes WILL get her freak on, as the saying goes and I need a superhero or my gay friend John to help me.

John is everything I wish I was, confident, flirty and a man who loves to take chances, and he is about to give me my crash course in how to bring out my inner diva.

He rummages through my closet, throwing my frumpy shirts, my work t shirts, my oversized jeans and such out of the closet like a Tasmanian devil and comes up with a shirt I bought on a dare one day. A sheer silver, v neck sweater, with delicate Japanese bamboo and koi fish.

"This is all you got?" John stares at me in disbelief.

"I don't like to go shopping for myself. I like to play video games and such. Plus, I stay at home a lot, so why worry about looks!" I whine right back at him.

John grabs me by my hand and pulls me out of my sanctuary of my apartment, into the passenger seat of his tan Chevy Suburban. "We are going to get you ready for a party at my boyfriend's. Chase is throwing tonight and, yes, before you bark at me, you are going!"

Staring at John's head as he walks back into my apartment to get my purse, I start second guessing. Maybe this isn't what I want. If I can just make it to the...

"JADE!!!" John's face appears at the window, pointing with his finger, "SIT..RIGHT...THERE!" My friend knows me way too well. We tear of into the street towards... somewhere.

The second thoughts start flying in. I have to stop this. "Listen, I know when I called you today that I wanted to feel like a woman but this is kind of the wrong way to go about it, huh? Look, John, I'm five foot three, 240 pounds. You won't be able to find good clothes for me and you know what? Maybe this was just a huge mistake." I'm blubbering, scared of everything. "I want to go home okay?"

John doesn't say one word to me. He doesn't even take his eyes off the road long enough to look at me.

Oh shit.

When we finally reach a shop off the beaten path called "Naughty Betty", he finally looks at me.

"I've been waiting for you to finally realize that you deserve a life and this is a mistake? No, the mistake is that you allowed that ASSHOLE who told you you can never be loved to fester in your mind, day after day and steal your happiness away! This time, Jade, I won't let you walk away from how beautiful you are and I'll be damned if you talk me out of this... now....\ get out!" I look into John's eyes and in them I see a burning intensity. The same burning intensity when the man I loved told me I was not a woman, but a freak of nature. I stared down at my hands and started bawling.

"You don't know what its like! You don't know what it means for when the man you love, the man you want to give your whole life to, tells you that you are a disgrace to women out there! You don't know what it feels like to hear him say that after loving him for THREE YEARS! LOOK AT MY SCARS! LOOK! HE WAS RIGHT! I AM A BEAST! WHO WOULD WANT SOMEONE LIKE ME? DAMN IT!!!" I dropped my hands in front of me, defeated, hurt and lonely again. "Just take me home, okay?"

John leans over and hugs me, holding me, letting a year of pain and betrayal release like a poison. I had let that sit in my heart, just helping others and forgetting about my own pain.

"Its okay, hun. Its okay." Feeling his heart in his chest, I hear him whisper, "When will you let the past be the past and move on to the present, hun? Your time is now. Don't let that bastard win." As I finally let the last of my tears flow, I decided then and there that this is the time to let go and live for myself, for once.

Chapter 2

As I walked into Naughty Betty, I was surrounded by all types of bustiers, jackets, underwear, whips and chains of every sexy shape and size and color. As I started to blush and look down at my feet I heard, "Can I help you,dear?" In front of me, standing on the deep hardwood floor, were 2 pale white feet, wrapped in red leather ballet high heels with crimson painted toes to match. As I slowly looked up to where the sound came from, this woman of shapely stature stood with her hands on her curvy hips dressed in a deep black Chinese dress, or Qipao, and her steely gray eyes, squinting at me. Oh boy. Looking back down at her chest, I see her name tag."Syren?"

"That's my name girl! John, how long has it been!" She waltzes past me to my friend, as he closes the door behind us and hugs Syren.

"Listen, if it isn't too much trouble, my friend Jade here needs a bad girl make over. I know you can do her proper. Can you help?"

"Sure! No problem! Let me just see what I'm working with here!" Syren perks up, walking around me, analyzing. Again, I feel like I don't fit.

"So, honey what are you going for?" She leans in behind me,whispering in my ear. I jump forward, almost knocking over a rack of clothing.

"I just want to feel sexy for once. Nothing special." I whimper, sill looking down.

"John, let me borrow her. Leave everything to me." Syren says, as she grabs my arm and starts pulling me towards the back dressing rooms. "Go sit down over there, and have some tea."

I start to sputter again, knocking things over, left and right. Damn I'm a klutz. I try to turn around to pick up the stuff I knocked over, but she wasn't having it.

"Honey, those clothes will be fine. I really want to see what I'm working with." Syren jokes as she pulls me into the dressing room.

As the door closes, she softly holds my face and forces me to look upward. "Take off your clothes." My heart stops. She doesn't want to see my scars.

"I can't. I just want some clothes." Syren shocks me to steel as she leans forward and caresses my lips with hers. It was only a glance,not even thirty seconds, but she had my undivided attention.

"Please, hun. I won't laugh at you." I don't question her as I slowly started taking off my black anime t shirt, jeans, my black Nike tennis shoes and stand in nothing but my camisole with a built in bra and panties.

"I mean everything, honey." Syren says as she walks around, staring at me, like she is looking into my soul.

"I can't. I'm too ashamed of my body." I start dropping tears again. I never knew finding my inner diva would mean so many tears.

"I want to show you how beautiful you are, Jade. Please, show me." Syren leans in, kissing me on my neck. I blush furiously. Wow! This feeling inside of me is like I was walking on clouds. She turns to the other side of my neck and kisses again.

"Scars can be beautiful, too."

I take off my black camisole and panties. Syren stands behind me and reaches her hands around me, holding on to my large belly.

"How can you not admire this body?" Syren sighs as she starts rubbing her hands on my belly. Then she starts lightly kissing my ear and my neck as she slides one hand up to cradle my 40 D breasts and one hand over my hairy pussy. I've never been so turned on in my life. Damn my lack of a sex life!

She starts playing with my clit with one hand, pinching my breasts, paying deep attention to both. I look down, embarrassed... "No honey. You need to see this. You need to see how sexy I know you are. Your breasts are so soft and yummy and I wish I could taste your pussy now. Now, look at the mirror and see the truth." Syren purrs into my ear as she dry humps my ass. I can't stop her. I'm so turned on and gasp as I feel this tight knot, right under my belly button, springing to be released. Something I've felt before, but not a quick as this. Her nimble fingers speed up as she starts inserting two of her fingers in my drooling passage. "Damn your tight! I'm doing you a favor, you poor thing! Look at you, baby. Its like your body is on fire, just like I want it to be." I can hear her behind me almost being taken away in her own sexual freedom. I look at the mirror and see...

Me. No ties. No bondage, my scars a testimony that I'm still here. My amber eyes have been set ablaze by this stranger who looked and saw this sexy beast in the mirror, wrapped in chains. She was here to set me free.

"Now... Cum for me... cum for me....cum for me..." My body reacted to the command as I groaned like a animal in heat. Screaming words that I don't even remember to the winds, customers be damned, I just kept screaming and cumming until finally I couldn't hold myself up anymore and dropped to my knees, shaking and breathing as deep as I could. My throat was raw, my face was full of tears and my pussy just kept flowing like a dam had just burst. I have never felt so alive in my life.

"You don't have to buy clothes to feel sexy. You just have to open your eyes. Now, I'm gonna leave and get a couple of outfits for ya, and when I return, we will start working on your outer appearance. Oh yeah, and those clothes you came in, stay with me." Syren winks at me as she strides away. As I sit there trying to compose myself, a quick thought: "OH GOD JOHN HEARD ME! He must think I'm a slut!" I start taking shallow breaths, feeling dizzy. I try to keep my panic at bay, but man its not easy.

Syren walks in, slowly closing the dressing room door. "I know that look. You're scared if John heard you. Well, he had walked outside to talk to his boyfriend, Chase, so you are fine. I know you aren't attracted to women and that's fine. But understand this, in order to see your beauty you have to feel you are. No matter how many suits I give you to try, you wont like them unless you see the real you. Now, lets get ready to shock 'em, girl!" She gives me three outfits and I start looking at prices: 50, 65, 79.99; I immediately push these back to her. These are too high for me to afford. "You can afford these! Your price: what you came in with and yes, I'm dead serious." Syren grabs my clothes that I walked in and threw them in a corner. She takes two of the outfits and throws them in the bag. "Now, this I want you to wear."

As she finished playing doll, making me put black lacy boy shorts on with a a bustier that left nothing to the imagination to finish the ensemble, she told me to stay in the room. She had put a sheet over the mirror so I couldn't see myself. "I want us all to be here when we do the final reveal," she yelled as she ran to go get John. I had no clue what I looked like. I knew it wasn't like an idiot, but as I started having negative stray thoughts, Syren comes flying in with John in tow, warning him to keep his eyes closed. "Are we ready?" John and I screamed at the same time, "YES!!!!" All the anticipation I was feeling became awe as I saw why John and Syren were beaming like Cheshire cats.

My braided hair had been pulled up in a pony tail showing off my neck and soft brown oval face. My silver tipped dragon necklace glimmered under a soft red kimono top, covered with cherry blossoms. A short and simple blood red pencil skirt tapered toward the front with splits on the side, showing off my black sheer stockings with wisps of glittering silver streaks going down the side of my leg. Finishing this display, some patent leather Mary Jane Shoes. I was floored. I didn't even notice that they were looking at me, waiting for a response. "I look beautiful... for the first time in a long time," I exhaled, trying to keep the tears from falling. John turned towards me and hugged me deep. "This is what I saw in you this whole time. Now, we gotta go! You have a party to attend! Thanks Syren and you can bill me!" John says as he grabs my hand and we start walking towards his car.

"ITS ON ME! BRING THAT SEXY GIRL BACK ANY TIME!" Syren whistles in my direction. "I KNOW YOU WILL!" John thanks her as we pull off. "Syren really did a good job on you, my dear. Why are you blushing?" John cocks his eye brow at me. If he only knew, or did he?

Chapter 3

It's about 7 pm as we arrive at Chase's house, about 45 miles outside the city. You can hear the music blasting in the cul de sac off the beaten path. I remember John saying that Chase had recently purchased this house in this new suburb. Well manicured lawn with a colorful array of roses, tulips and other type of flora border lining the walkway towards the fenced in porch. As I walked in the door, people were scattered to and fro, drinking, chatting, laughing and truly enjoying themselves. Cream colored walls covered with different jazz paintings, nick knacks and of course, one big one of John and Chase holding hands. Aww. Chase runs up and holds my hands with the biggest smile breaking through.

"Jade, you look fantastic! I have to show you around. Come on!" I try to wave bye to John, who is laughing so loud the other party goers look and smirk at him.

As the party continued, I met lawyers, teachers, cooks, and literally all types of people from different walks of life. I felt great, but the paranoia was kicking up again and as I excused myself, I walked out into his back yard. There was a lone wooden bench and no one around so I could take a breather. As I looked up, I saw the full moon caressing me with its glow down upon me. I always loved a full moon, like I was a moon child drawn to its silent song.

"Party too much, huh," I hear a vibrant voice from behind me.

"Yea. Too many people." I joke as I turn to look at... wow, his blue eyes are sexy.

"Mitch Lawler. At your service, my lady." He holds his hand out to me as I take it. He never takes his eyes off of me as he softly kisses my knuckles. "May I sit with you?"

I only nod as he squats down. Now I can look at his long black hair and light tan skin, which seem to set his blue eyes like jewels. A smile and a big body to boot.

"You are a very big man. Six foot three, at least?" God, please don't let me drool. Drooling is bad.

"Just about. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" He smiles, never taking his eyes off of me.

"No. No problem at all. I'd figure you'd not want to talk to a big girl like me," I said, preparing myself for the walkaway. Mitch leans over, softly putting his hand on my thigh and speaks words I thought I would never hear in my lifetime.

"I've been watching you from the moment you walked into this house, and I asked Chase about you. I'm more intrigued to find out about you but right now, I might need to walk away just so I can keep from ravaging you right here... right now."

At that moment, I could feel the moon pulling on me, bringing out a need, a desire. I don't know what tomorrow might bring... but I needed him. I leaned over and kissed him. Slowly, searching, seeing if he would follow the rhythm of the moon. I didn't have long to wait as he pressed his body against mine. Kissing, biting, sucking, licking, fighting for dominance, looking for even ground, I was swept away by this passion coming in waves. Finally, ending on a quiet peck, we both had to stop to breathe. Is breathing really necessary?

"Come on. I need to see whats under this package." Mitch took my hand as we went into the house and I gave a quick bye kiss to John and Chase. John gives me the 'Call me' sign as Mitch pulls me to his Mustang. My nerves are overriding my hunger for this man, so I try to make small talk.

"Is this Mustang a '65? It looks vintage." Ugh. Mitch looks over, smiling.

"Yup, I inherited this from my dad when he passed. I only bring this out every once in a while but I love to hear the engine purr."

Fifteen minutes go by and we are finally at his apartment, close to the city. As he pulls me in the cargo elevator, he holds me close to him and man I could feel the evidence of his desire right on my ass. Doesn't help that I can't keep my thoughts straight as he's grinding on my ass, biting on my neck and, yeah, I'm so wet I might need to change underwear.

In his apartment, Mitch pushes against the door and kisses me one more time. Dear god breathing is not necessary! Looking in my eyes, Mitch throws me completely off base.

"We don't have to do this. I really want this to be more than a one night stand, but I don't want to scare you. We can sit and talk, then I can take you home. Why are you crying?"

I just started weeping right in front of him.

"I know you wouldn't want me. All my clothes do is hide the marks of a beast. Thanks for tonight though. I'll just call a cab and go home." I peck him on the cheek as I turn to open the door and don't quite make it. Mitch turns and holds me close and I just cry in his chest. Damn I'm a wuss.

"I don't want you to leave, Jade. We can just cuddle and what not, but please don't leave." I didn't want to leave. I had to face this demon and if this night ended after this, then at least I faced this test of fire.

I told him to sit down on his couch. It was all or nothing. I kept my eyes closed as I slowly started to remove my clothing and stood in front of him. I heard a gasp of air as I slowly opened my eyes. He was smiling, a really hungry looking smile. Oh boy. He dropped to his knees and stared kissing all my wounds, further and further down till he put his nose in my bush and licked once. "OH, MAN!" I screamed, holding on to his massive shoulders. He twirled me around and sat me down and went to work. I've heard of people getting off more than once eating pussy and thought it could never happen to me. Boy, was I wrong! He held my hips tight around his head as he licked and sucked my clit like it was his favorite meal. I was gonna be sore in the morning as he bit hard on my outer lips and sucked. This triggers such a blast through me I saw little dots floating around me as he leaned over in my face to kiss me. Man I taste good on his lips.

"Should I do the same to you?" I panted and drooled. I wanted him in my mouth, but he had other plans. He took off the rest of his clothes and his proud muscular body stood before me in all its glory. He had scars, too.

"Most of the scars was from Desert Storm, baby. You have nothing to be ashamed of. I would let you suck on my dick, but I just want to be inside you- to feel your warmth, to make you come. You will come for me until you won't know where I begin and you end. Can I, baby?"

I just let my legs spread wider. He grinned like Christmas as he pulled a silver packet and started rolling the condom up his throbbing tool that just kept getting bigger and bigger. He reached down and pulled my legs around his waist and slowly pushed.

"AAAAGH! You're too big! Please, please slow down!" I couldn't get over how full this man was making me feel. I looked down and he wasn't even half the way in. Mitch leaned over to kiss me, slowly rolling his hips, pressing his length into my body, his hands supporting my ass, stretching me and scratching an itch I've wanted scratched for so long. Finally, I could feel his pelvic bone against mine. I could feel his heartbeat in the depths of my pussy, in tune with my heart. Mitch looked at me and slowly started. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. I focus long enough into his eyes, turning darker, pounding into me harder and harder till the only thing you could hear was smacking, grunting, name calling, and groaning. We never took our eyes off of each other. It was like we were on another plane of existence where we were the only two survivors. He started playing with my clit and reached over to bite my hard nipple. "OOOH! Keep sucking and don't let go!" I was delirious at that point. He lifted one leg over his shoulder and hit places I never knew existed. I needed to cum, I just was waiting for something... anything... then he commanded me and everything answered his call...


Even Scars Are Beautiful Ch. 02



This is my second installment of this story. This story will get a little dark because it pulls from personal experiences. I hope this does not turn you away and if anything, encourages you to read more into this. A lot of you will notice I have switched it from first person to third person. It just made for an easier moment to kind of fade in the back ground and see this better. Thank you so much for your emails and comments and without any further ado: 

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Cold, sinister, coal eyes pierced into her body as the demon rammed her body into the wall, over and over. The grip around her neck, cutting off her only source of life, became tighter with every growing second. Grappling against his arms in a weak attempt to breathe, the darkness creeping over her like a funeral shroud, she struggled with all her might. 

She tasted blood on her tongue as it rushed in her ears. The tormentor watched her, laughing in this foolish attempt for freedom. If she just understood that her life was now forfeit, this could all be so much easier on her.

"Till death, bitch. Till death do us part. Remember that vow? That's why you can't leave me. I own your soul and all that surrounds it. Since you now desire freedom, I will grant your request. Thank me, your god, for being so merciful." 

Her heart beating faster as sheer terror took over. The demon eyes flared with a cursed fire as it wallowed in her feeble attempt to live. Maniacal laughter echoed in time and space.

"I SAID THANK ME BITCH......me bitch.......me bitch........bitch......"

Jade shot up in bed, shaken from head to toe, sweating profusely. Taking deep breaths, she had to force this panic attack under control. "God, nightmares. I hate nightmares." 

Getting up finally, she showered to get ready for her day. Staring down at the scars on her body, she knew the story behind each one. Tracing over the burns, starting with the ones she received from cooking in the kitchen, to the ones from battles with psoriasis, down to the ones from early child hood across her wrists. However, the ones that would remind of the cruelty of evil men would be the one under her left rib, the one radiating down the right thigh and the one faintly under her neck. Shaking over the guilt, she finished her daily routine, heading out the door.

Opening the door, she goes around welcoming her workmates as she suits up. She has worked at this French Bistro, Zest for Life, for four years, initially starring as a waitress and working up to sous chef. 

"Customers have been requesting that you bring back the Roasted Garlic and Vegetable soup with Gruyere shavings. Should we make it the weekend special?" Laurie remarks as she walks over and plops the prep list in front of her. 

"Well its either that or the Heirloom Tomato Basil Bisque. Just got a good deal from one of our local farmers and I really want to try this cheese aperitif with Local cane Gouda with the greens dressed in a Pear and Strawberry Vinaigrette and Midnight Moon Goat Cheese." 

Jade loved the kitchen. She didn't have to think of anything but pleasing her customers. She loved new recipes and definitely ones that encouraged her community. More farmers were starting to bring their best crops to the little bistro and more restaurants were following in her foot steps. 

"Has Chef Myron and Chef Laurent called today? We were supposed to talk about the class we were gonna run a class on the history of cuisine." Laurie spoke up from the various salad dressings she was preparing for this evening. 

"He called me yesterday. You and I need to sit down after the lunch rush and bang out what three items we are bring to the table. Oh! What music are we rocking out today?" Jade asks as she walks over into the cooler to start working on the Pork Loin special for that night.

Laurie smirks and walks over to her massive CD collection. Both women had very eclectic tastes in music, Jade more heavy metal and J pop and Laurie more hip hop and electronica, but she brought something that not even Jade would suspect. She pops in the CD and immediately the first notes ring out.

Jade pops her head from the cooler. "OH MY GOD! IS THAT MAXIMUM the HORMONE?" Zetsubou Billy blaring over the speakers. 

Laurie had been shopping and saw this CD and immediately thought of her chocolate heavy metal diva. "You do know that CD is for you right?" Laurie laughing out loud as she walks over to Jade, hugging her tight. "You would do the same for me girl, I'm just beating you to the punch." 

"Thank you, Laurie. Thanks for everything. Okay! We gotta get back to it!" 

Jade hugged her back with fervor as she starts working on the pork loin for a Roasted Pork dish glazed with homemade Peach Chutney. Lunch and dinner went by without too many hiccups as they clean up and get ready to go home. Looking down at her cell phone, she noticed two calls from Mitch and a voice mail. Calling her voice mail, she couldn't help but break out in a smile as he croons how much he misses her and wanting to know when they could go out on an official date. It had been a week since that wonderful night and like love sick puppies, they made sure they at least messaged or called each other once a day. She had been hesitant to go forward with her heart and the nightmares like this morning didn't help. Too many memories. 

When she got home, she goes to her kitchen, putting on a pot of green mint tea and prepared her bubble bath. She was off tomorrow and wanted to start it right. Checking to make sure none of her scars are open or bleeding, she takes her cup of tea, her phone and sets the mood with music from Cowboy Bebop by Yoko Kanno. Slowly stepping into the bath, she settles in for a bit before calling Mitch.

"Hey, handsome? How was your day?" Jade's body warming up, anticipating his voice.

"Its been okay, but its better now that you called me. What are you doing?" Mitch's heart sped up just a little.

"Oh nothing but sitting in my bubble bath, thinking of you. What about you?" Jade voice dropped a little as scenes of that night runs through her mind.

"Wishing I was there with you, apparently I'm missing out on a sight to see. What if I told you I was sitting in my chair trying to work on my presentation but having problems keeping the vision of your body out of my mind?" Mitch sat up in his recliner, putting his laptop on the arm to adjust himself. His groin seemed to want to speak to Jade as well. 

"I would ask you what would I need to do to get me off of your mind? Oh, God I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have said that!" Jade apologized over and over again. She was not used to speaking like this over the phone. "I'll let you get back to your work okay?"

"Jade wait!" Click.

Jade sat in the tub with her hands over her face. She put her phone on silent and finishes her bath. 'I can't let my heart go out like that again.' The memories of that day kept hitting her mind. She deserved what happened to her, she thought deep in herself. She couldn't allow Mitch to see this dark side of her and be corrupted by the beast within. 'For his sake, I must keep this pain to myself. Mitch will realize his mistake and move on.'

Mitch had been trying to get Jade to go out with him all week, but she would either be busy at her job or too tired at home. He knew these were just excuses. 'She's hiding something from me. I won't let her go though....'

Closing up his computer, he wants to call Jade back, but decides to give her some breathing space. "I need some information. Maybe Chase will know." Mitch picked up the phone and begins to dial.

Chase answered on the second ring. "Hullo?"

"Hey man, this is Mitch. What's up?"

"Nothin too serious. Just watching some fools duke it out on some Towing show. Have you been treating my girl fair?"

"I really like her, but she isn't letting me in. What is going on with her? Is she interested in someone else?" 

Chase could do nothing but lower his head. "Ugh. I can't tell you what she went through. That's something she will have to share with you. I can tell you this. Please be patient with her. I won't say any more than that." Chase really wanted to reveal all the things this monster had done to his friend. No woman deserves to be hit or abused in any way and this bastard had fucked with her whole entity. 

When John walked into the room, he went to his lover to give him a kiss but saw him slouched over, with his head in his hands. John crouched in front of Chase, seeing tears coming from between his fingers. "Baby, whats the matter?"

Peering into John's eyes, the tears just kept on coming. No words are exchanged as John began to kiss the tears away, alternating from eye to eye in a circling pattern around his face. Lips, cheeks and top of fore head were not spared his gentle touches of love and devotion. When the tears finally ceased, Chase relayed the conversation that he had with Mitch. 

Remembering one of the darkest days they had as a couple began with a call from Jade/ They had to pick up the pieces of Jade's psyche as the cops held Paxton, her ex, in cuffs as he thrashed about like a maniac. It had taken three policemen to pull Jade from his clutches after a two hour stand off. The town that she was from, saw the difference in race and only decided to charge Paxton with 3rd degree assault and sentence him to 100 community service to him. She did however have a restraining order against him. John and Chase gave Jade no choice as they took her, made her pack her bags and she moved with them to a larger city. After nightmare after nightmare, she finally found her own niche. "We will help her find her way, my love. I promise you that." As John spoke, they nodded at each other, a quiet vow to each other.

Chapter 4

It was 11 pm, Friday night at the restaurant: Chef Myron was having his surf and turf night and the place had been packed. A Louisiana band with a Creole flair had came by to perform and they opened up the patio part of the venue. Everyone was enjoying the wonderful Crab cakes paired with a lobster risotto that Chef Myron had brought in from the coast. Jade was all over the kitchen, helping and supporting where she could. Now it was near the end of the night and all she wanted to do was go home and enjoy a much needed day off. She still had the class to teach tomorrow with Chef Myron and a guest chef from the Italian Bistro down the street, but after that, she had Sunday off. Around midnight, the kitchen was clean and she was on her way out of the back, going towards her car and she saw Mitch leaning against his pride and joy, watching her approach, with lavender roses in his hand. Jade blushed.

"What are you doing here, Mitch? Not that I'm not glad your here, but, well, um, how are you?"

"Well there is this beautiful girl that every time I try to set up a date, she dodges me and complains about being too tired. So instead of waiting, which I don't like, I decided to do something about it, which I do like. So Ms. Jade, may I have the honor of being with you today?"

"I just got off work Mitch. My body is T-minus thirty minutes from an official shut down and time is running out. I'm so.." She didn't get a chance to finish before Mitch placed a finger over her lips. Jade wanted to tell him no. She was too afraid of allowing this man into her life. He could see the war in her eyes between emotions and want. 

" I think you need to rest dear. I have a surprise for you. I know you want to say no, but just let me. Let me have this one chance." He leans over, ghosting the top of her forehead with a breath of a kiss. 

"Mitch I can't leave my car here overnight. It might get towed or broken into!" Jade really wanted to let him lead, but her mind just kept coming up with visions and excuses, but he wasn't having it. Mitch grabbed the hand which held her keys and pulled her back inside the restaurant. He looked about seeing Chef Myron putting up his knife case. 

"Sir are you the owner?"

"Part owner, Chef Myron at your service." Myron had known Jade for a while and was impressed with how she could hold a kitchen together. He knew about Jade's sordid history and looked at Jade like a granddaughter. "So, why do you have my sous chef in your hands?"

"Is it okay if she leaves her car here? I'm worried about how she is having problems standing."

"Are you her boyfriend?" Myron raised his eyebrow. Jade had never spoken of a guy in her life. Jade looked up in his face, looking for a clue. Her mind kept crying out no, but her heart couldn't help but to hope for this to be true. Mitch had no doubt. He was ready to move forward, even if he had to drag Jade with him.

"Yes sir I am. I want to be with her. If she will have me." All attention on her. "I don't know what you have been through, but I want to show you that you are worthy of love, if you just let me in."

Jade was speechless. All her emotions having a tug of war in her soul. 

Could she trust this man? no...yes...no Will she make the same mistake? He will hurt you...no...no he won't... What if he loves her? He can't love a beast like me....but what if he does....or maybe its just sympathy... What is true love? Never for you...never for you...but what if? Is it violent? He will hit you....make you his plaything....but what if its true love?

Myron looked back at this young man, searching for truth behind lies. He could find none. "If you do anything to her to make me regret this decision, I promise you that what I do to you will seem like God stepped down from his throne to make you his personal play toy. Is that understood?" 

"Yes, sir. Shall we go my love" Jade's head shot up, eyes as big as tea cups, completely not believing the exchange she just saw. She was stunned. Part of her not believing that he just called her his love. They had not even known each other that long. Mitch leaned down to kiss her on her head. "Lets go." She followed him without too much of a fight, tears threatening to fall, but she would not let her weakness show. Not even to someone who could promise her the world. 

Chapter 5

Walking hand in hand towards the Mustang, Jade kept trying to figure out what to say. What do you say to a man who just confessed his love in front of your boss? As they drove away, her heart was trying to escape her chest through her mouth. Problem was the mouth was too dry to assist. Mitch couldn't keep his eyes on the road long enough. He had to know tonight if this woman who some how came in like a ninja and stole a piece of his heart felt the same as he did. .It took a while for Jade to realize that they had arrived at the Hyatt suites and the car was at a complete stop.

"Why are we here Mitch? Whats going on?"

"I just wanna help you relax baby. Come on." He held his hand out to her, one bag in his hand and another slung around his shoulder. 

"But I don't have any clothes, I'm not prepared and I have a presentation tomorrow..." 

Mitch cupped her hand in his, leading her in through the lobby doors. "I asked John to go into your apartment and pick a couple of things. He was joking about throwing away your collectors DBZ t-shirt. John said that usually when you do a class, you wear your chef pants and shoes, the t shirt that represents the restaurant and your clogs. You already have your head wrap and your hair is braided. So you should be fine." He slides the card into the slot, allowing Jade to go first. 

Cream colored walls bordered in deep sapphire blue set off this immaculate room with 42 inch flat screen TV on the wall, with comfortable brown leather couch and chairs scattered about. The blinds were open to see the expansive view of the ocean as the moon illuminated the surface.. As she progressed in, she could see a separate bedroom to the left, 

Entering the bedroom, Mitch placed the bags in the corner next to the closet and proceeded to pull out everything in the suitcases. Jade plopped onto the bed, just watching in awe. "Do you need some help with that?"

"No. I just want you to stay there, sweetheart." As Mitch was putting things away, he pulled out lavender and chamomile body oil. Jade couldn't believe any of this. Usually she had much to say but now....nothing. Mitch begins to draw a bath, checking the temperature. "Jade could you come in here and check to see if the water is okay?"

"Why are you doing all of this for me? I don't deserve any of this I know I should have called you earlier in the week, but I just had some things come up and I didn't want to disturb you and I feel like I"m a bother to you and not really worthy...." Jade kept rambling, hoping to come up with some valid excuse to save Mitch's heart from the damage she could do. Mitch watching this beauty tremor, the earlier words that Chase had spoken echoing in his ears. What had she gone through to make her downplay herself like this? He sidestepped towards Jade, holding her close to his chest. 

"Please, stop. I don't want to hear how you don't deserve anything. I won't let you tear yourself down. Tonight is just for you to relax and let me love you. No tricks. Now do you want me to bathe with you or sit outside? I want you to be comfortable."

Jade's head pops up. A choice? No one has ever given her a choice of whether she wanted to be treated well or not. She just wanted people to accept her. "T-t-t-t-hat's okay. Just let me check my skin."

Mitch smacked his head. He had forgotten about her scars. "Can I check for you?"

Jade stared at this anomaly. Why would he care about a beast like her? Never fitting in, never belonging, a freak of nature, but he wanted to see. 'I had shown him before but he didn't see them all. This is a good time as any to end this dream of mine.' She began to take all her clothes off. When she was done, Mitch took her hand and began inspection. As he began to slowly kiss and lick every sore and scar he saw, they could feel the sexual tension kick up between them. When he saw an open scar, he would tell her. All others, he ran his hand across, soothing the pain he knew was there.

Turning her around, he put her in front of a mirror. "I want you to see that all I do is to show you how much I want you. Take your hands and place them on the glass..If you move them, I'll spank you."

He quickly removed his clothes, his hands shaking in anticipation. Jade's heart was rushing beat after beat trying to catch up with one another. Wrapping his arms around her soft tummy, he ground his erection into her plush ass, causing her to gasp. Touching her neck with his lips, he licked, tasting her sweet sweat, biting and sucking on her clavicle and earlobes, softly mauling her breasts. Her nipples, as big as eraser heads, cried out for attention. He slowly went down her back, licking and biting down her spinal cord, short circuiting her body with pleasure. When he got to her ass, he gave it the same treatment, devouring the juice from her pussy leaking down her legs. 

Jade wanted to make noises, really she did, but couldn't. This man manipulating her body had made speech impossible. Spinning her around, he set her on the edge of the sink and spread her quivering thighs, breathing in her heady aroma. He continued his 'inspection' licking up one side of the thigh to her lips, nipping and sucking the skin, then down the other side. Sometimes, he'd start in for her treasure and just blow. Over and over. Jade was on a roller coaster, fighting between telling him to stop or dive in. Guess which side won?

Jade grabbed his hair and shoved him in. " LICK ME DAMN IT!" 

Mitch looked up in shock! His mouth dropped in awe that she asked, nay DEMANDED that he lick her. Lust coursed across his eyes like a thunderbolt. "Well. Anything for my lady." 

He plunged between her pussy lips, french kissing and sucking her clit like a man on a mission. He held her legs in that spot as he latched on to her clit and hummed. Reaching his tongue in as deep as it could go, devouring her very essence, Jade knew this was it. He had worked her body too good earlier to stop these spasms that hit her like a locomotive. 




Even Scars Are Beautiful Ch. 02



"P-P-P-P-P-P-P-LEASE! DEAR GOD! PLEASE DON'T S-S-S-S-S-STOP! MIIIIITCH!" She splashed her juice all over his face and he couldn't get enough. Her moans singing his praise to the heavens, she didn't care that they could hear her next door. He ate as much as he could till he got his fill. Before she got too sensitive, he kissed her pussy one more time before raising to his feet. 

Cradling a quivering Jade in his arms, he stepped with her into the now warm bath laying her on his lap. Jade was so relaxed, relishing in the security of his arms. For the first time in this whole situation, her mind had no thoughts. No bad memories. No negative anything. Love? Is this Love? 

Grabbing a loofah, he proceeded to wash her body, paying close attention to her breasts. She grabbed the loofah to finish on the lower part of her body that he couldn't reach, turning her body to do the same. No words needed to be said as they crossed a new crossroads. As she worked the sponge up his legs, she lightly brushed his straining cock. Hissing, he grabbed the edge of the bath to keep his composure. "May I.....may I touch your....." She was too nervous to finish, her eyes closed. Mitch hitched a breath, like trying to keep a dragon from waking.

"Baby, please. Look at me."

Beneath these crystalline eyes of arousal, was a being who had little restraint. Grabbing her hips, he slid forward and began a kiss that expressed a raging fire, pressing his firm body against her softness. He had to kiss her to keep from growling. Reaching between her legs, she began to stroke his cock, twisting her hand at the base and squeezing near the tip. Stroke after stroke drew him closer to the edge, the kiss growing deeper in fury. Feeling it expand in her hand, she was determined to finish what she started. "I'M CUMMMING! OOOOH SHIT!" Shot after shot came over her hand. She slowed down the stroke, nipping and kissing the pulse in his neck. 

They took a while to move, caught up in the afterglow. Holding her close, he waited for their rhythms to catch up. Finishing their bath, they got out, drying each other off, like old lovers. As they climbed into bed, he didn't hesitate to pull her to his body, caressing her body as the night sky played their silent symphony of lights. 

"One day, I hope you can trust me, Jade. When I have earned such an honor from you, it would please me for you to tell me your story. I want you, with all your wounds of battle. We are survivors, you and I."

Jade had to ask. This was almost too perfect. "Mitch, thank you for tonight. I truly appreciate what you have done. I'm not used to money being spent on me and this was completely unexpected. I must ask though, why not at your house? Am I not worthy?"

Mitch chuckled to himself. "I thought you would say that. I figured that you didn't trust me enough in my house and would be more comfortable here. Plus, they have a lovely breakfast to get you ready for tomorrow since, uh, I can't cook to save my life." Mitch shrugged with a sheepish grin.

Jade settled into his comfy teddy bear frame, every betrayal fighting in her soul, but the one remaining voice that still hoped against hope, spoke louder. She didn't know if she could trust this voice. It had been wrong times before and for a long time was quiet. This voice, usually when it spoke shrieked in happiness that you should go for it! Date this guy! He's so cool! Now, tempered by trials, this voice had grown and matured. This is the one. He has the key to the universe and you have the key to his At that moment, her decision was made.

She slowly turned in his arms, looking into the crystal blue windows of his soul. Summoning up courage, she lifted her hand towards his face, twitched once, hesitation battling with the want, the need to caress this man. Mitch, saw the battle in her eyes and closed his. He wanted her to set the pace, knowing she was worth it. 

Gliding through his soft ebony hair, tinted with hints of silver, she combed her fingers till she reached the leather band holding it in place and released it from its capture. It seemed even the hair wanted to touch her as it covered her face in a soft cage of wanting. She continued to comb her fingers through, memorizing the lines and bumps on his face. Shifting his face in her hand like a puppy, he waited with baited breath through her exploration of his face. Pulling his face down to hers, she kissed the bridge of his nose, the top of his forehead, each kiss a light inquiry. Grazing her lips on both cheeks and chin, she froze in front of his lips. 

Time stood still for both. He opened his eyes, holding this moment to his heart. She would decide from this point on where they would go and he would walk beside her, no matter what the decision was. 

Opening her lips to speak for her, she sealed the deal. Each kiss from her a question:

Do you want me? Are you sure I'm good enough for you? You do know I'm not the beauty in the magazines? There is always another you can choose?

Answering her in kind, his lips spoke the words that he knew were true:

I do want you, badly. You never need question your worth with me. Beauty found in magazines are fleeting and fade with time. Yes, there is someone else I could choose, but when it is all said and done, I choose you. 

This conversation on the lips became swept away in passion as questions dissolved away to passion. Each touch creating a whirlwind of this all consuming inferno. She gave in to her want and pulled his body to hers, demanding more. Slipping her tongue between his lips, he received, deep, rolling, tasting her. Time held no significance as Jade tasted the strength, power and humility all in this one fluid exchange of energy. 

As they released, the only thing you could hear in the room were the remnants of just wanting to breathe. In this moment, their bodies wanted to complete this dance, but not now. Wrapping their arms around each other, a silent good night is mentioned and for the first time in a long time, Jade went to sleep with no demons, no dark voices, and no nightmares.

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I apologize for the long hiatus and am on the road to recovery. I really wanted to make some of the love scenes longer and delve deeper. Constructive comments are welcomed and appreciated. Thank you to everyone who read and enjoyed my first story and hope that this is a good continuance.

The third chapter will come depend on how this one is received...

THE DARK PHOENYX 



Even Scars Are Beautiful Ch. 03



I think this will have one more chapter. This gets into the back story of these two and again I will warn you, that this pulls from personal experience. I never thought this would go in this direction but it seems to me that the fates have meant this to be. I hope for those who are going through abusive relationships and feel as if you cannot love or trust again, I tell you to continue to have faith that you will.

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and comment please...yes...you...you there...comment. 

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The next six months into the relationship Mitch and Jade slowly started to pull their shields down. Jade couldn't get past the fact that this wonderful man could see so much in her. They shared their dating horror stories and it progressed through dates, nights just hanging out with each other and yes, video games. Jade had gotten hold of one of her favorite fighting games, Soul Caliber IV and was wrapped into the game when Mitch called.

"Hey baby! How is your day off?"

"Oh, I'm just opening a can of whoop on Darth Vader...Damn! He just air choked me! Sonuvabitch!"

Mitch chuckled. He noticed that when Jade was playing any game, she got so wrapped up that it was amusing just to watch her play. She was such a nerd, but he learned that over the months that it was just one facet of her multi layered personality. There had been a hitch in their time together. He kept hearing her call her self 'The Beast' or a monster a few times and he always wondered why. He would ask and she would become sullen faced and silent. She would hang her head and he would just hold her. 

They had not had sex since their first meeting and he really wanted to get a sample of her body but she wasn't willing some days and other days, her job would wear her out. Jade had started feeling that she wanted to take this to the next level and with all of her previous situations, she was the one to push and got burned in the end. 

Mitch wanted to take it further with her, but the last love in his life burned him badly. He had dated Lorena Jensen for over two years and in the beginning, she was a caring individual. Problem was with her family and friends thinking that he was never enough. Never enough money, possessions, time and of course, he was always 'cheating' on her, though they never proved any of it. Instead of going with her own mind, she wanted to be accepted and on the inside, never thought too much for herself.

When he in the Army, he was a helicopter mechanic around the time of Desert Storm and was caught up in an overnight raid which took most of his company's lives. In the struggle to save fellow Sgt. Lassiter, he was attacked by soldiers. He was slashed several times across the chest, a few across his arms,a bullet wound which ripped past his tendon in his left thigh and one deep slash that crossed the bridge of his nose to the corner of his lip. He eventually found a Jeep, fleeing to the closest Army base. He and Sgt. Lassiter were then treated. Later on, it was revealed as he was recovering that out of the one hundred and twenty eight in his company, only a third had survived. The news didn't want to reveal this slaughter, but he was silently declared a 'hero' and was honorably discharged. 

During his two year stint in that hellhole, he had sent a couple of emails to Lorena a week, and the response was immediate. As he was in recovery, he could send more emails and eventually he sent the email to let her know that they were letting him come home. She was so excited, that she planned a party in his honor. When he met her at the airport, she rushed into his arms. Crying and kissing him all over, she looked at his face, beholding him. The first thing that caught her attention was the scar on his face. He had told her about how he was injured in the email, but this was her first chance to see up close. She cringed on the inside a little, masking her face so that he didn't notice. 

As time went on, she began to see the rest of his body and tried to encourage him to wear certain t shirts when they went out in public. Dark, with witty words and pictures to withdraw from the scars on his body. In the beginning, he took it as her ability to adjust, but as the words of others rose due to his looks, her 'love' for him became more of a like, and from like it became tolerable. She continued to listen to the words of her 'single' short minded friends and became short minded herself.

Mitch had planned on a day in November to propose to her. She had been with him after his arrival home and the rough times he had adjusting to sleeping under quieter skies, but every now and again, the memories would shake him and she would be there to comfort. He loved her. 

So on this Saturday night, he knew she was coming home late from the office and had set up everything. Candles, mood music, dinner, flowers, you know, the works. When she came home, she saw all that he had done and instead of a look of wonder, a stone face shaded the truth. Asking him to have a seat, she sat in front of him, stocking legs crossed, and spoke what was in her soul. 

"Honey, I don't think we should be together any more. I've been trying to let you down easy, but I didn't want to hurt you."

Mitch was floored. His heart began to beat erratically, his mind trying to scan through what he might have done wrong. 

"What did I do? I was good to you, I never cheated on you so why? Give me one damn reason why this is here all of a sudden?"

"When you were overseas, I started to think about how you would come home. You jump at every sound or shadows. My friends have been telling me stories about that I should watch myself around you. My mom said you might try something to hurt me in my sleep and...its just for the best. I'll get some of my things tonight and Jenna and Mike will help me get the rest of my stuff tomorrow."

As she rose, Mitch held her hand, pain shooting through his body in the midst of betrayal. 

"So what. Your afraid of me? How long have you felt like this? We never talked about this....I don't understand..." 

Lorena rose and with no clear sense of remorse on her face, she walked away. Mitch just left. Driving in a daze without destination until the crack of dawn, he arrived at Chase's house. Knocking on the door, Chase arrived at the door, disheveled and yawning.

"So, uh, you couldn't wait to see my body this morning?" Chase chuckled. 

He noticed the sullen look on his friends face. He opened the door and let him in. Chase felt deep in his heart that he knew why. He had been warning Mitch about Lorena's attitude as of late and started dropping hints here and there,but Mitch would not listen. As Mitch went to lay on the couch, he looked as if he didn't want to speak. He just wanted to sleep. Pulling a blanket over his slumbering body, Chase sat in the near by chair, falling asleep while watching over his friend. 

When he went back to his apartment later on after sobering up, he could see all memories of their love was removed. It was if she never existed. 

The next time Mitch saw her, it was four months afterward. She was running out of a church, her veil flying in the wind, her new husband running next to her going towards a limo, waiting to whisk them off to their honeymoon. Her smile was gleaming throughout her entire body. He could tell this was the happiest he had ever seen her. It tore at his heart that he wasn't the reason for her happiness, but he had moved on, though the pain some days were still felt.

In the few months afterward, he kept trying to delve deeper into office work but his loved ones kept pulling him out of the darkness to various school functions involving his three nieces, foot ball games with his nephew and parties with his friends. Eventually he got back to some type of normalcy, but had given up on love entirely. Until he met Jade. He felt like he could let his guards down and show the man his momma raised. Many people believed him too good to be true, but being raised around a bunch of older people in the South, kept him grounded. 

Jade had taken a day off to drive by the Naughty Betty. She had kept in contact with the ever elusive Syren and part of her wanted to give more, but 'The Beast' kept rattling its cage. 'He will not love us. He will see us as a threat and seek to kill us. Just like the others. Humans cannot be trusted.'

'The Beast' or Jade's defensive side, had kept her sane most of her life. She had grown up in a small country town populated by at least eighty five percent white people in Alabama, never fitting in. As a African American girl, in her community she spoke too properly and made higher grades then a majority in the school and was under constant ridicule. In middle school, no one wanted to hang around her and began to pick on her, pushing her into lockers, picking fights and spreading rumors. It was bad enough that white people treated her like a freak, but her own kind did in her own face. There was never a good reason, but the fact that Jade was weak. She always walked alone with a book in one hand and Walkman in the other. The teachers tried to stand up for her, allowing her to sit with them at lunch time. She would open up, always with a smile and chat with the teachers about every thing.

The one thing Jade loved to do was sing. She loved singing to herself and eventually was talked into singing in the choir for the school in the sixth grade. Unfortunately, she was not safe there either. On this day, a girl named Shaneka Scott had been wanting to get in on picking on her. No real reason, just wanted to do it. So when the choir teacher, Mrs. Shunsky, had to step out to the bathroom, it began.

"Hey black bitch! Yo! Crazy Ass! I'm talking to you!"

Jade looked up from the solo that Mrs. Shunsky had been working with her after school getting her prepared for her first competition. Since she walked around singing to herself, she was declared by the classmates as crazy. Somewhere in her mind, she had been growing tired of all the abuse and she could feel her control over her anger slipping. Both sides of her family had problems with anger, blowing up at small, minute issues. Jade had been learning Tai Chi on her own private meditation time at home, but today none of that would be able to help her. 

Shaneka was one of those girls, who had all the looks, clothes and attention but was just a big bully. Her sister in the eighth grade had been giving her that type of personality to look up to. Shaneka always had an attitude of being a bad ass and today she would make it known that she would not be messed with.

"Can't you wear any better shit than that? My boy Demetrius said you put out so must be a slut. But even sluts dress better than that, so you must be a dumb slut?" Without warning, Shaneka smacked Jade across her face, toppling her from the chair onto the floor. The class burst to laughing.

No one stood up for Jade. Even those who saw this as stupid kept their distance. Suddenly a voice deep inside Jade growled.....

'How long will you stand there and be pushed around by these pieces of refuse? You have been through enough hell in your life that these rejects would even decipher. It is time to stand up and fight. You are stronger than these.........humans. I will not allow for you to be hurt any more. I will lend you my strength to defeat this waste of life. Will you yield to me?' 

Jade's eyes began to take on this faint shade of dark ruby as out of her mouth this low and unholy sound of laughter rang throughout the room. Jade felt her body grow cold and emotionless. After the years of coming home with unexplained cuts and bruises, black eyes, lost monies and no teacher ever knowing what 'really' happened, Jade finally snapped. 

The classroom laughter ceased as they saw Jade bolt up, grabbing Shaneka in her wake, swinging with the precision of a grappler. The fact that Jade was only four foot five inches while Shaneka herself towered at five foot seven meant absolutely nothing. The shock rang from the class as they stepped back and watched the carnage unfold. Someone ran down the hall, seeking a teacher. 

Jade gave no quarter as she blocked all shots from Shaneka and grabbed her throat, slamming her into the concrete floor. Her anger in full force, as a blind cry of wrath was released in her, she continued to slap and beat her opponent until she was swept away by Dr. Forrester. No one expected the damage. A broken finger, deep gashes in her side, a cracked nose and a bruised stomach. All of these Shaneka suffered. Jade, suffered one cut across her face.

Miss Scott and Jade's mom were called later that day. Shaneka had to be rushed to the hospital and the principal was baffled. What had made Jade finally stand up for her self? Miss Scott wanted charges brought up against the school for the abuse her daughter had suffered, but the problem was the teachers knew of her reputation and at the scene of the fight, there were eye witnesses who saw Shaneka start it. There was no ground for her to cover, but Anneka, Shaneka's older sister, had plans for Jade.

In the morning, Jade went back to school, and while waiting for school to start, walking over to the bleachers, she was surrounded by a group of seven girls, her mouth covered. She was so short, no one could tell and no one would. An argument started in the hall which drew the attention away from the teachers on guard and Jade was beaten by Anneka under cover of the other girls. 

As the first period started, instead of crying, 'the Beast' inside Jade had drawn most of the pain away and with an even darker energy surrounding her, she went to her class. Many expected her to tell the teacher, but she sat, saying nothing, wearing a joker's smile, answering like this was all normal.

The kids declared this so weird that they just kept their distance, allowing Jade to walk by herself. Again, never fitting in. The stories of her fight with Shaneka, kept many away from her, until the tenth grade. This time, Denise was instigator. She had told one of the football players, Derek McDaniel, that Jade liked him. He had stood in front of the class and dogged her out about how who would want to be with a ugly girl like her. The class found this funny, but Jade ignored it. Denise had been trying over and over to break Jade and thought this was it. Enraged, she walked up to Jade and called her a near sighted bitch.

Jade's eyes flashed a glint of cursed blood ruby. She beheld her prey...foolish, foolish human. Jade looked up, with this evil smirk on her face, standing to face her attacker. They were always taller than her, she figured out. 'The Beast' felt it was time for some amusement. 'We must send her crashing to her knees. She must be made an example.'

"It seems like Denise, that I need to give you some lessons on how to cut someone down. A two year old could diss you in circles! By the way Derek, no offense, but I'm not that dumb to drop my pants for someone as worthless as you. Go find any one of these easy girls who will give it to you for free, like this skank in front of me." The class erupted in laughter, while the teacher watched in awe. He knew about Jade's history and hoped to see her stand up. "Now, go find someone of your mental level that you can at least match wits with. I'm too smart to handle someone who belongs in special ed." 

As Jade put her finger in Denise's face, she was slapped up against a wall. Watching the blood leak from her nose, Jade slowly licked and consumed the blood as it fell into her mouth, charging up the beast within her and with no remorse, dropped to her knees and punched Denise in her pussy, gliding up to quickly jab in her chest and uppercut her under the chin, sending her flailing onto her back. 

As Jade sat on her hips, she pounded Denise into the floor. Fueled by her blind madness, she snarled in joy, only wanting to see how long it would take for her to send Denise crashing from the second floor to the first. Her teacher and another football player rushed her but her anger could not be contained. She threw both of them off and continued to pummel Denise into the floor. They tried again, with the help of another male teacher and gradually got Jade off of Denise's body. As the teachers tried to get some type of civility, Jade declared in a voice that rang through the halls like a funeral bell:

"I AM TIRED OF ALL OF BASTARDS ALWAYS TRYING TO CRUSH ME! YOU AND THOSE SLUTS YOU CALL FRIENDS WILL LEARN YOUR LESSON OR PAY DEARLY! NEXT TIME I SEE YOU AND YOU ARE FOOLISH ENOUGH TO TRY THIS SHIT AGAIN, REMEMBER THIS DAY OR I WILL SHOW NO MERCY! I WILL USE YOUR BLOOD AS FUEL FOR MY RAGE AND I WILL MAKE YOU REGRET EVER TOUCHING ME AGAIN!"

The crowd was silent. No one had knew all of this going on. Jade had figured that even if she brought charges, who would believe a freak like her? She had tried earlier and since she wasn't popular enough, no one believed her but her mom. On that day, Denise suffered two broken ribs, numerous bruises scattered in multicolored pattern of blacks, blues and reds, and a sprained knee. The faculty just asked Jade to go home and allowed her to come back to school. She was then always alone. The Beast continued to defend Jade, though she never got into a fight again, she became truly skeptical about people in general. 

As she got older, 'The Beast' calmed down as Jade focused more on balance in her life. In this time, she met John Suttcliff as she was attending Jacksonville State and the more she got into anime, the more friends she made. Many had heard of her stories of her past and except for fearing her, they saw her as who she was: quirky, full of dry wit, with an uncanny ability to make any situation doable. They valued her for who she was and wanted to draw her into their circle without hesitation. John met Chase at a school function for Gay, Lesbian and Transgender and were inseparable. Jade started dating, well at least trying, but with her shattered self esteem, creeps always tried to use her. She would see it coming just quick enough to not invest enough time, pulling out early, but not without some damage. With each failed try at love, Jade became in a sense, 'jaded'. 

When she met Paxton in her senior year of college, she was around twenty eight years old and he was twenty one. He was a country boy through and through, but saw Jade and started hitting on her. At some point, Jade said yes and they started dating. He came from a racist family, but Jade didn't find this out until a few months into their love affair when his mom approached her after work. Jade had never met his mom so when she said these words it kind of rocked her.

"Hey...Nigger bitch....stay the hell away from my pure boy. If you don't, I'll cut you and bury the body."

'The Beast' inside of Jade knew what was coming. A challenge. 'Well, if she wants a fight, lets give it to her.'

"Bitch, I'll let you hit me once. If you succeed in your choice then I'll give you props. However, if you don't, then understand, that I will personally rain down hell fire upon thee until I see fit that you have met Satan at the gates of hell. Are you ready? I sure am." 

Growls exited Jade's shaking frame as 'The Beast' shook its cage, begging to be set free. Begging to teach this fool a lesson. The crazy look worked on her and she backed away.

Jade started to feel later into it that he was trying to control everything: what she ate, where she went, how she dressed and in the beginning she thought it was normal. As the weeks became months, her friends warned her about his obsessive behavior and at that point 'The Beast' began to speak to her at night.

'This human brings you down. I have said nothing because he has not done any physical damage, but your energy center is being compromised. Your source is being cut off by this human. I see no good in him. I believe he seeks to control you forever.'




Even Scars Are Beautiful Ch. 03



The Beast had told Jade nothing new, but she didn't want to be alone. She thought that the price of loss of control was enough but then everything started happening. She lost her car, her job, her scholarship to school and basically she had to start over. He chose this moment to strike.

"Baby, you didn't need that schoolin! Live with me and we can have a happy life together!" He cradled her face into his touch, holding her to his body. Amidst the sea of comfort, she could sense his darkest side. She could see it clear as a bell and wanted to leave him. She talked to her Mother about this, who had looked on the outside, waiting for her daughter to decide for herself.

"Child, I cannot make this for you. You are older now and I know you will do what is best. If he tries anything, he won't get past us. We love you honey, but this decision you must make on your own." As her mom held her, she knew this would be a challenge. She feared for the result, but knew it must be done.

On a Sunday in June, they had went to church together and on her way home, she asked for them to sit an a park. She prayed to God for bravery and the ability to make this peaceful.

"Paxton, I don't think this is working out between us. I feel like I'm going into another direction and I feel like we have nothing else in common. Please understand. I thank you so much for your kindness but I know you will find a better woman to be with."

Paxton sat with a quiet look on his face, red hair flowing in the wind. 

"That's it, huh? You know I love you right? I thought you were the one I'd spend the rest of my life with, but...I guess I'm not worth anyone's time. Don't pity me. I know you will. Can I still take you home?"

'The Beast' inside of Jade shook and trembled, 'NO! DON'T LET THIS HUMAN TAKE YOU HOME!"

Jade saw nothing wrong and climbed into the car. 

As they flew through the city streets, she saw the scenery change and didn't recognize where she was.

"Paxton, we aren't going the right way."

Paxton kept driving and without flinching spoke words that chilled Jade to the bone.

"Make your prayers to God. Since you will not love me anymore, you will die with me."

Instead of a full panic, 'The Beast', activated survival tactics, completely taking over for the inwardly shaken Jade. It kept looking for possible ways of escape. As they slowed down at a red light, Jade quickly unlocked the car and started walking away. Paxton, slamming the car into park, began to run after her, grabbing her by her shoulders and pushing her. She continued to scream for help as 'The Beast' began to draw energy from around her. The anger within her was reaching critical and it didn't help that now police sirens fast approached them. As they rounded a corner, two cops waited. Paxton grabbed Jade and placed a knife against her throat. Putting his back against the wall, he screamed at the waiting police....

"THIS IS MY ONE TRUE LOVE! YOU CAN'T HAVE HER! SHE'S MINE!"

This was the beginning of a almost two hour stand off where they tried to talk her out of his hands. The closer they came to them, the deeper the knife went into her skin. Jade was no longer herself. 'The Beast had taken over and was waiting for the right moment. She had earlier wrapped her arms around herself, twitching in fear, but it was all part of the ruse. As he was demanding for a ride to take them away, she stomped her foot into the bridge of his foot. As he dropped down, she careened her head into his chin, knocking him back. He shook it off, swinging at her with the knife. Paxton was hit with a tazer and as he fell, he was read his rights and hand cuffed. Jade was held by one of the officers as he was hogtied to keep him under control. Reports were filed and Jade went home in shame.

Though the city found him guilty for domestic abuse in the third degree, and Jade had a restraining order on him, he would not stop with the calls and trying to locate Jade. At that moment, under the cover of night, John and Chase had decided that since they were moving to a larger city, hopefully out of his reach, that they discussed with Jade's mom that they would help her get back on her feet. With her blessings, a emotionless Jade, a shade of her former self, began to pack like a robot. As she hugged her mom, she whispered...

"I'm sorry.....momma.....for bringing you trouble...." 

"Baby I am more proud of you now than I have ever been. Look at me. You will get through this, my daughter. We love you and when you guys need anything, please call."

And with that, the trio left to start their new life. 

Jade was tired of being afraid. Syren, anticipating her arrival had already picked out an outfit for the curvy goddess.

"All I want to see is you dressed up in it!" Syren locked her doors and waited for Jade to exit.

Jade stepped out of the dressing room and Syren couldn't keep from smiling. 'Damn! Why ain't this girl single?'

On wickedly sleek black high stacks, the water dragon tattoo caressed Jade's lower thigh, working up to a long sleek black skirt with high splits. Beneath these splits was a black lacy garter belt, holding up the nude thigh highs. A jacket with the same soft material matching the skirt wrapped around her body with a sleeveless sapphire blue silver tipped bodice, giving her 40 D breasts some attention.

"Well? How is this?" Jade's ears were blushing red. 

Syren shook out of her dirty minded reverie, trying to put words together. 

"That's....great! Wait! Let me go get this from the back!" 

Running to the back of the store, she went to her office. The day that Jade first came into her store, there was one more thing she wanted to give Jade. She had found it when she was doing her inventory and wrote it off as extra. It would go perfectly with the outfit she had on. The black laced choker with a Sapphire eye, three sets of crystals dangling from its base, envisioned it around Jade's neck. Syren never knew why she never put it back on the store case. Now she knew. "Ahh...I'm such a hopeless romantic!" Syren dropped the choker in her bra and walked back to her new doll.

"Close your eyes dear." Syren closed in on Jade's face, staring at her soft lips. She was so tempted. Just one kiss. She knew it was wrong, but Jade's cinnamon glossed lips made it so hard. As she placed it around her neck, she softly kissed her lips. "I'm sorry, baby. I had to, but I promise to behave. Jade was torn. Her experience with dealing with with willing sex of any type made her question whether this was cheating or that it was okay.

"I know nothing will come of this dear, but I just had to taste you. I won't tell anyone." Syren sighed to herself. "I need to get laid. Now, go get your man!"

Jade left the store with high spirits, but her heart ran a mile a minute. She would step out on faith again and this time hoping that she was making the right choice. 

As she pulled away, a white 1998 Toyota Camry waited for her, shaded beneath a tree.

"It seems like my little bird is trying to fly free on her own. Time for you to come home, my love."



Even Scars Are Beautiful Ch. 04



I want to thank you guys for your support and comments. Like a person said, you have one more chapter and yep I do. I couldn't let this end too abruptly. I never thought I'd be doing this. So much support I've gotten this entire time and to each and every reader I thank you. I think you guys will like this chapter. I had fun writing it! 

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As Paxton watched Jade drive away, a flash of jealousy impeded his thoughts. Who was this person in her life that caused her smile to light the heavens?

'It should be me. If her dammed momma hadn't gotten in her way, then it would have been me.'

Paxton, before he met Jade, had been used to blondes and brunettes falling at his feet just to be with him. He had never dated a black girl until Jade though. She was perfect for his needs: poor self-awareness, door mat, wore her heart on her shoulder and just looking for someone. She was desperate, she was alone and she didn't know that even with her showing others her 'wall', he saw past that. All he needed to do was break it and he would have a woman to please him always. As she worked in a pizza parlor, he remembered seeing her in school and her blushing every time she walked by him. So when he asked her on a date in front of everyone to the movies, Jade didn't know what to expect. She tried to read him, but could pick up no foul. She had never heard of the trail of broken hearts that lay shattered on the path that he walked. His brilliant smile drew her in and for the first time in a long time, someone saw past her shields to the person within. Date after date, he showered her with words about her beauty, her grace and her wisdom. She began to tell him a little about her past and he reassured her that he would never hurt her.

Six months later, he told her he loved her and they made love near a moonlit lake, with no clouds in the sky. The stars danced on her sweat laden skin, as she slowly lowered her lips onto his creamy seven inch cock, gliding her tongue across the piss slit. Paxton was blown away by her plush soft lips, as her tongue caressed the head. She started slowly, just sucking the top, working more moisture in her warm cavern of a mouth. Gathering more confidence, she slid lower down his shaft, now twisting her head on the up stroke. She scratched with her teeth every now and again, but he was enjoying this treat.

"Take it all baby...Take it all..." Paxton moaned.

Jade looked up at him, his green eyes deep in pleasure, "How do I do that?"

"As you suck, relax your throat and swallow. Then, you can take me all in! Don't you want to please me baby?"

A small smile broke through. "Yes. I do. More than anything."

Jade glided him back into her mouth and began again. Paxton groaned about how sexy her caramel skin looked against his. Eventually she sucked further down, reaching the back of her throat. Swallowing, she took him to the root. He had to clinch his ass cheeks to keep from blasting down her throat. Pushing Jade back onto the grass, he put a condom on, stretched her legs toward her chest and rammed in. She yelped in pain. Her pussy was too dry, but he didn't seem to care as he pumped and thrashed above her trembling body. Leaning over, he started licking and sucking on her nipples, slowing down his piston. He leaned over to her ears, whispering 'I love you'.....'You're so beautiful'.....'Your so sexy".....over and over, but for some reason, her body couldn't respond. Paxton, had no problems, of course and released into the condom, his low grunts letting Jade know he was finished.

His momma had been trying to tell him that their race was superior, and that he was wasting his time with this 'monkey'. She had been trying to get him to date Jill Marron, but he knew she had gonorrhea. No touching that slut. He had been slowly talking Jade into spending more time with him and becoming dependent on him. Jade's family was making it easy for him. Her sisters barely spent time with her, and for the first time in a long time, she didn't want to be alone.

A few months later, Paxton started to get testy. He saw Jade trying to better herself, going to school, working more, and he could see her dependence on him wavering.

"Baby, we never spend time together any more. You're always with your college friends and never with me. Don't you see I am all you need? You don't need to be educated. I can make you happy."

Jade started to hear this in almost every conversation she had with Paxton. As she started going on trips and such with her new anime club friends, she started to see life in a whole new light. It was so pure and genuine. All they were just a bunch of misfits that just fit in their own clique. They never demanded everything like Paxton did. They showered her with love and support and never told her that it was either her family or him.

Jade's family had started realizing that the more time that Jade was away, how much they mistreated her and after Jade's mom put her brother Aston and her sister Kandice on blast about how they had isolated Jade; they started to treat her better. Paxton felt his control slipping and his anger grew. When Jade had said that instead of going parking that she wanted to go home to help her sister with a project, he slapped her hard across the face.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I....." Paxton was furious. No woman had ever done him that way and this cunt wasn't going to be the first one! Jade didn't even shed a tear. She turned and left.

As she began to get her life back together, he began to call her, send her flowers and presents and showing up at her work. He begged and pleaded for her to come back to him. Her boss threatened to fire her with the attention he was drawing. Jade eventually went back to him. She didn't want to be alone anymore. She hated being single and would take anyone. Paxton thought he had her right where he wanted her....

Till the day she told him they were over.....

Something snapped deep with in him. Calmness appeared on his face, but the void of his soul would not let her go. She needed him, damn It! That week she had been let go from her job because of cutbacks, her Escort's engine had locked up, her financial aid had dried up and with that her scholarship went. She had lost everything. Funny thing was, as she sat in church and listened to the preacher talk about strength, in that moment when all was lost; her mind took on a clearer sense of self. She saw where she was in life and wanted to cut all dead weight around her and start anew. So that fateful Sunday when she told Paxton they were over, she figured that he would understand.

She was wrong.

The 'Beast' knew better. It came roaring back to the surface, ready for any attack this human would give.

He offered to take her home. His plan was to drive to the same lake where they had made love, slit her throat and throw her deep within. That would teach the bitch.

Paxton kept driving and without flinching spoke words that chilled Jade to the bone.

"Make your prayers to God. Since you will not love me anymore, you will die with me."

After the standoff, he was arrested and taken to the county jail. He couldn't call or go within fifty feet of Jade. He called her anyway. The calls were ignored and this angered Paxton more. After he got out of jail and served his time, he began to look for Jade, being so brash as to go to her house. Jade's mom and dad was there, and so was mommy's silver 9 mm, cocked and ready to rock, with her husband behind her, ready to rise to her defense.

"I'mma tell ya somethin boy... Jade is gone. She was gone the day she left your ass. You can try to bring some drama to my house, but I promise you, I'll shoot first and not even ask questions later. Now get the FUCK outta here!"

Hands raised, he backed up into the driveway towards his car. The neighborhood had come out in droves, screaming at him, throwing rocks, cursing and flipping him off. They all knew about what had happened to Jade and loved the family so. Paxton drove away, planning his next step.

It had taken him almost four years of tracking her but he found her. His mom had warned him about his unnatural obsession with her. He shrugged his shoulders and flipped her off. "Next time you wanna play mamma, you might wanna wait for the pimp to take his dick out of your mouth!"

He had been following her, watching the interaction she had with this new people in her life. Knowing now where she lived and worked, he began to contemplate his next move.

Jade had been leaving little hints the entire week to Mitch in little ways: Text messages, phone messages, and on Friday, she sent a package to his house. After Mitch signed for it, he took it to his office. Seeing it was indeed from Jade, he smiled. Her messages throughout the week had been both naughty and sweet. Some were role play fantasies she wanted to play through, suggestions of things she would purchase, and recipes she would try. He had been anticipating this Saturday and the day that Jade had planned for them. As he opened the box, there was a note, a picture a small box of candy.

As he glanced at the picture, his dick sprang to action, knocking on his zipper to the point he had to adjust himself. She was dressed in a red laced baby doll pajama set, with devil horns on her head. Red and black ribbon was braided throughout her hair, nude stockings held up by a garter belt, with sparkles scattered across her legs and her skin was dusted in glitter so she shone from the top of her horns to the tip of her four inch spiked heels. Mitch drooled. He wanted to release some pressure but wanted to finish the rest of the 'care' package. Opening the note, he began to read:

"Mitch. I know you have waited for this package for so long, so when you open it, feel free to dive right in.....*wink*. Can't wait to see you, Jade."

As he opened the candy box, he saw goggles and a pair of red crotchless panties. Mitch adjusted himself further. 'I'm gonna hold this all till I meet my little temptress. Only a few days.....'

Jade had invited Mitch to come over her house for dinner. She wanted to make this weekend extra special for someone who was worth all her time. Every day they talked or every time they were together, they clicked so well. Yet neither one had said the precious words, I love you, yet. Both had been scared to say these precious words, afraid of what the others reaction would be. Jade would take this step this weekend. She was truly at peace with believing that he was the one for her. She could sense how he wanted to give her the world but because of her shields, her scars and mistrust of people in general, he held back. Just for her. He was considerate of her pain. She could see that he loved her, and with every breathing moment, she knew she loved him.

As she arrived at her apartment, she meditated for a few minutes, getting all of her bearings in check. She cleaned and cleaned her apartment till it was almost spotless. She began to prepare for the dinner of her young life. Wild rice stuffed Cornish hens with a various medley of vegetables, a Moscato from her collection on ice and a strawberry mango torte for dessert. She had made some dark chocolate covered strawberries with white ties for them. She planned to take a shower, dress and finish the preparation close to his time of arrival, seven p.m.

Mitch had arrived at her apartment a few minutes before schedule to calm his nerves. Dressed in a snug navy blue polo, dress slacks and dark leather wing tipped shoes, he was truly sharp. He made sure his head was nice and clean, combing out his goatee. He could smell the wonderful smells coming out of Jade's apartment and his stomach started arguing with him. His body was already sexually tense because of the verbal 'dancing' they had been doing over the course of the week and he was ready for whatever Jade had for him. He knocked a few times and as the door opened he realized two things:

One, He was in deep trouble.

Two, He wasn't ready for this.

He had never really seen Jade dressed up till today and she did not disappoint. On wickedly sleek black high stacks, the water dragon tattoo caressed Jade's lower thigh, working up to a long sleek black skirt with high splits. Beneath these splits was a black lacy garter belt, holding up the nude thigh highs. She went simple with her makeup, just foundation and a deep reddish brown lipstick. her neck the choker with diamonds surrounded the sword necklace that dipped dangerously low between her breasts. She wore the sleeveless sapphire blue silver tipped bodice. Everything about her was glowing, even the blush on her cheeks.

Mitch was in such shock, he dropped the purple roses he had gotten for her. They both stood at the door, glazing upon one another, until the timer in the kitchen went off alerting Jade that the hens were done. She dropped her blush and let Mitch in.

As Jade rushed into the kitchen to check on her food, what got his attention was her 42 inch flat screen TV and movie collection. It almost took up two walls by itself! As he walked over to her books with took up a wall and a half by itself, Jade tried to collect herself in the kitchen. She thought herself an idiot for staring him but, he was so damned sexy...Her body was already getting wet and sending such naughty thoughts to her body that she had to take a couple of breaths to calm down. He eventually ended up in the kitchen where he saw Jade clinging onto the sink, shaking. He could sense her body calling out to him.

As she looked up from the sink, Jade saw Mitch behind her. His eyes beheld her as he slowly walked towards her. He took her all in, that sexy dragon tattoo, her soft skin, her ass...

'My god, her ass!' Mitch thought. He fought with keeping himself at bay as he finally reached his destination and wrapped his strong beefy arms around Jade, sniffing her hair, holding her close, grinding his pulsing cock onto her soft, curvy ass.

"Baby, you know I think your beautiful anyway. But this....you're so fuckin sexy!"

He continued to grind himself upon her body, gliding his hands over her bodice and tweaking her heaving chest. Jade felt like she was just surrounded in this sexual energy. It charged through her system like a lightning bolt that just shot from the heavens, opening her up. Every touch and kiss from his lips awoke a side of her she held dormant for such a long time. She would share this with him, but first.....

"We gotta eat baby..." She managed to squeak out before her throat became any drier.

"Not before I do this." Mitch swung her around, held her close and began to ravage her lips, taking her deep into his mouth, grabbing her ass and squeezing igniting a deep and feral moan from their lips. After he finally let go, the need to breathe taking over, he helped to bring the food to the table and was impressed with her cooking skills. He knew she could cook, but DAMN! The table was quiet as they ate, between them both glancing up at each other and blushing. As Jade went to go get dessert, Mitch kept saying how full he was, till he saw the torte.

"I'm gonna have to move around a bit to clear some room for that!" Mitch chuckled.

"Well we could sit and chat now and let some of this food break down, can't we?" Jade asked, as she grabbed his hand and led him to the living room. Jade wanted to make her move on him but was nervous. She kept reading him and over reading him and during the conversation she couldn't concentrate.

"Jade, are you okay?" Mitch had seen this war in her and started being concerned. Jade breathed deep, calming her nerves.

"Come with me, baby. I think we have waited long enough for this. I know I have. How about you?"

Mitch fell in step behind Jade, all pied piper style, following her ass as it swayed left to right. He didn't know what to expect, but his dick was already to make an appearance.

As they entered into Jade's bed room, she led him to a chair in the middle of the room and sat him down. "Mitch, do you trust me?" Jade's eyes were down cast, her heart racing.

Mitch sat, his body wanting to answer his siren's call. "Yes baby I do. I trust you."

Jade took a deep breath and walked to him. She bent down to his zipper and pulled out his cock, tented under his black silk boxers. Gazing into his eyes, she bent forward and gave him a soft kiss...once...twice...three times. As she stood, she walked around the room, lighting candles as she went. Mitch watched her as she strode around the room like a cat, confident and true.

Kneeling before him, she laid it on the line. "Mitch, I want you to know that ever since you walked into my life, that there has been a rare moment that you are not on my mind. I think about you so much it hurts that I have shared everything with you but this. You care for me in spite of what I am and what others might say, myself included. I realized early on how much I cared, and it scared me that you would not feel the same. But I believe, for the first time in a long time that I can do what I thought impossible and tell you with no doubts.....I love you, Mitch.

Mitch stared at her. Stunned. THAT he didn't expect.

Jade bowed her head in defeat. She walked back to the wall, reaching for the power switch. "I'm sorry. I should have never told you this. I understand if you don't feel the same way. I'll...put some of this dessert for you in the Tupperware and you can go home."

Jade couldn't keep her heart from tearing. She knew she loved him. Her faith started to break. All along everyone was right. Who could love someone as sick and as twisted as her? As she walked into the kitchen, tears falling to her face, she leaned against the counter and let the sorrow and the pain take her.

"Did you mean it Jade? Did you mean it when you said you loved me?" Mitch whispered, as he stood in the doorway behind her, his head bowed.

"Yea, I do. But I get it. I'm too nerdy, I'm not enough, I'm..." Jade continued babbling until, Mitch took her hand. Jade stood, on the precipice of her sanity, afraid to turn around and afraid to see her heart shatter for good.

"Jade. Turn around. Look at me honey, please."

Mitch's eyes were a dark gray haze, passion concentrated in the windows of his soul and they were set on Jade. With measured steps, he got so close to Jade that he could feel her breath on his neck. Leaning over, he took her lips in his; putting all of his feelings he had for her in a long, luxurious kiss. Caressing her top lip, descending to her bottom lips, and then reaching into the depths of her mouth, he wanted to consume all of her. As he released her lips, he kissed the tracks of her tears, and held her close.

"I have wanted to say those words to you for months, but was afraid you would run away from me. I don't want to let you go, Jade. I love you too."

Jade took in his energy and made it her own. "Can we go back to my room? I want to show you something." Jade put the torte away and led them back to the room.

The candles were still lit as Mitch took his seat back in the chair. "Mitch, I want to dance for you, but I don't want you to touch me till I'm done. I want to show you how much of a woman I am."

"Honey, I've touched and tasted you before. I know your all woman." Mitch sighed as his dick started to nod its own yes, wanting to come out to play.

"I know but you always see the tomboy. I want you to see the real me."

Mitch nodded his head. He didn't think he could take much more of this. Jade walked over to the dresser and pulled out some fuzzy hand cuffs she had picked up from the Naughty Betty that afternoon. Walking towards him, she walked behind, softly grabbed his hands and cuffed them. Kissing on his cheek, she walked over to the switch and turned it off. She turned to her sound system and pressed play. The first notes of Anytime, Anyplace began to resound through the room as Jade's whole demeanor changed. No more the shaken, doubtful, nerdy girl she was used to showing people. She wanted to show that she was ready to give it all to him. Tonight.




Even Scars Are Beautiful Ch. 04



She started by lowering the zipper of her skirt allowing it to drop. Swaying her hips from side to side, she began to strip to this sensual beat. Starting with her hair, she released and let the braids drop to her shoulders. He had never seen her with it down and he just wanted to caress and grab at the same time, but she strode on beat over to him, sliding the bodice off. Her soft round breasts in her hands, she began to caress and pinch her nipples, sliding them up to her lips, flicking her tongue over each one to attention. Kicking off her heels, she sat in his lap and began a lap dance where she was singing to him...

I don't wanna stop just because,

People walking by watching us

I don't give a damn what they think

I want you now

I don't wanna stop just because

You feel so good inside of my love

I'm not gonna stop no, no, no

I want you...

Jade was dripping wet from her pussy, gyrating her soft hips around Mitch's covered cock, straining to get free. He fought to keep the inevitable at bay, but she wasn't making it easy. He was so wound up; he could go off at any moment. As more music played in the back ground, she dropped to her knees, pulling out his very angry cock and began to lick it, sucking and biting from the top. Sucking it down half way, she let the taste of his pre come linger on her tongue as she got ready to take him to the root. Bobbing her head, she caressed his dick with the warm cavern of her mouth, Mitch eyes grew darker as he watched his woman. When she swallowed him all the way to the root, stroking his cock with her throat, Mitch could just mutter small words like "Oh, man, yes....my god, how...how could you do....ooooh man...baby...please....baby...oh my......DAAAAAAMM!" He couldn't hold it anymore. Five pouches of cum blasted with each moan. She drank each without hesitation.

When he could finally get his body to stop shaking, he took in the sight. Jade was still on her knees, her braids caressing her breasts....his breasts.....her lips licking the cum of the corner of her lip.....his lips...her body quaking under the arousal running through her.....his body.....his body....HIS WOMAN!

"Baby......Let me out of the cuffs so I can show you how much I appreciate what you've done." Nice sweet Mitch was no longer here. He was replaced with an animal, pacing behind his cage, wanting to show her the world. "Please....." Mitch growled.

Jade wanted to tease. "Baby no...I want to have my fun...You deserve someone to take care of you..." She smirked.

'She thinks this is funny huh?' He thought to himself. The entire time this erotic dance had been going on, he had been fiddling with the handcuffs. He had just found the trigger to release them. "Baby you're not fair." Mitch whined with a mischievous grin across his face.

"Aww baby....That's too....HEY!"

Mitch was done. He unhooked the handcuffs, holding them in his hands; he grabbed Jade by her hips, tossing her over his shoulder, dropping her on the bed. Covering her body with kisses, Jade kept trying to touch his body, wanting him under her skin, and then he stopped. Grabbing her hands, she watched as he handcuffed her to the bed. "Honey, I told you I'd make you pay. I hope your neighbors don't mind if I make you scream my name?"

Jade was a bubbling mess. She never knew her pussy could get so wet. She was gonna have to change her sheets in the morning, or maybe a few hours from now? Her body quivered in anticipation. "Oh......shit!"

"Baby, I don't want any part of you questioning whether I love you or not. You will know by the end of the night that I'm all you need. You are all I need. Do you want this path, Jade? I won't force you. We walk, from this point forward, it's together." This was his last shred of control.

"Yes, Mitch. I love you, very much. Everything baby. I mean it."

This is where the true essence of unity between two souls began. No rings. No dress. No special vows. Mitch stood up and removed his clothes, taking his time to admire his light skinned beauty. He could tell her deep brown eyes were watching every move he made. Those curvy, soft and tasty breasts. Those strong and steady hips just made for him to hold as he drove in her over and over. Her pussy, opening up just for him, healthy pink, her clit coming out to play.....and it was all his. He pumped his dick a few times, trying to gain some type of senility. Kneeling on the bed, he kissed her inner thighs, licking her juice, savoring the taste. He bit and teased her skin as he worked to the prize. Jade couldn't think. Sex had never been like this for her. Always the giver, never the taker. Always pleasing, never being pleased. Now, the game was changed forever by this wonderful man.

"I can't tell you how long I'll be here." He grabs his pants from the floor and pulls out the goggles she sent in that package earlier in the week and put them on. "Maybe these will help me see."

Jade's eyes became huge as saucers as he dove right in. Sticking his tongue so deep, he made love to her with his tongue. Jade tried to keep her mouth closed. The shy part of her didn't want anyone to know, but it was losing ground fast as he came up and licked her clit, sucking it between his teeth.

"Mmmmmmm....damn!" Powerful waves of pleasure ripped her body into submission. She was almost in another world, floating in sexual limbo. Leaning to her ear, nipping her breasts on the way up, he consumed her body.

"I want my name on your lips....I want you to chant it over and over. Maybe I should give you some practice?!" He dipped two fingers into her pussy and found her g spot and began to rub, driving her nuts. His breathing grew harsh as he felt her, so close to breaking. "Let me hear you baby. I want to know you got my name right." He began to kiss and lick her ear.

She had never been like this. The smallest part of her didn't want to disturb anyone. Part of her fought to not give up, part of her wanted to give it all. The defensive side of her knew she was in good hands. 'Let go.....you can let go......let go.....'

"What's my name, Jade?" That last shred of her control was gone. It felt just too damn good.

"MIIIIIIIITCH! OH MY GOD BABY!" Her back bowed up as she was swept away, eyes so blind, with a release so intense, she could taste it on her tongue.

After lifting his fingers Mitch dived back into her honey pot, licking up and down her pussy lips, sucking, biting, and lifting her legs on his massive shoulders. Mitch didn't slow down. He kept with licking and biting her clit, drinking her juices as it ran down his face. Her body stayed wired as he kept licking the juices until she started pushing away she was WAY too sensitive.

Removing his face he looked at Jade as this glassy look covered her amber eyes. "That......was wonderful." Jade whispered.

Mitch smirked. "Baby, that was just a warm up."

Jade cocked an eye brow, croaking out, "Huh?"

Mitch dove again, taking his time, licking her slowly, kissing her clit, teasing her to the edge and backing off over and over again. She couldn't believe that this is what true sex felt like.....

She wanted to take matters into her own hands. She was tired of teasing!

"DAMN YOU MITCH! IF YOU DON'T FINISH ME, I WILL MAKE IT MY PRIVATE MISSION TO KICK YOUR ASS!"

Mitch chuckled, his mouth still in her pussy, so she felt the tremors of his amusement.

"Your wish is my command, my lady."

He went back to work, humming in her pussy and tracing the letters M-I-N-E over and over with his tongue. She couldn't take it.

"Oh....god....too much....too much....soo....Mitch.....so good....shiiiiiiitttt....MIIIIITCH!"

A gush of fresh juice splashed on his face and he drunk it in. He could eat this for hours.

Jade's legs were trembling but she wanted him to make love to her. She had never come as many times as she had. This is what it truly meant to let go and love without bounds.

Mitch took on a serious look as he wrapped her legs around his waist, slowly lowering his pulsing rod into her body to the hilt. Mitch stayed in that position, filling her. "I love you, Jade."

"I love you, too." Tears fell from Jade's face as she felt their hearts connect. He covered his face above hers and slowly started to stroke, long and steady. They wanted this to last as eyes locked. They moved their hips in sync. Each move was precious, not knowing where one began and the other ended.

His left hand, kept his body balanced as they continued to press forward, feeling that climax about to knock at the door, the head board banging on the wall. Faster and faster, he picked up the pace, Jade meeting him stroke for stroke. He couldn't hold it any longer so he pulled back, stretching her legs wide to see the beauty of his pale cock pressing into her pink folds. He angled his dick, making constant contact with her g spot.

"Mitch....Mitch...I'm about to cum baby!"

He pushed her knees to her shoulders and just pounded deep, reaching her cervix. He leaned down, kissing her neck, whispering "Cum for daddy, baby.....cum for me." Then he bit on her neck.

"DAMN IT! OH SHIT MITCH!" Jade exploded in an orgasm that shook everything that she was. She floated in this river of euphoria and was free. Mitch released all his cum into her body, marking her body as his.

Jade couldn't keep her eyes open, dropping to a deep sleep. Mitch had enough awareness to check the locks in her apartment, blow out the candles, and slump right behind her, holding her close as they slept on.

Sunday morning, Jade woke, body sore but still feeling like a goddess. She tried to move so she could go to the bathroom, but Mitch grunted, pulling her back to his chest.

"Baby...I gotta pee....please?" That woke Mitch up. He laughed as she gingerly walked to the bathroom. As she finished, scenes of last night flashed through her eyes. It was wonderful, memorable and....OH SHIT!

A deep panic attack over took her body as she realized they didn't use protection! Her period had always been sketchy and she had given up on having kids a long time ago, but, oh shit.....oh shit...oh shit!

Mitch heard her crying in the bathroom and rushed in. She had wiped herself and was sitting on the edge of the tub. "What is it, baby?"

"I'm so stupid! I should have stopped, we should have used protection...what if we have a baby...what if you don't want me...what if you think I'm trying to trap you....oh god...."

Mitch held her trembling body in his arms, "Baby, let's go back to bed. We need to talk."

Jade felt like she just lost her world. He would think she was some kind of skank. She tried to prepare herself for rejection. "I'm sorry, I'll go find out soon if I am pregnant and...." Mitch put his finger to her lips, silencing her. They laid down, facing each other.

"Jade, last night I meant every word. I'm not going anywhere. If you are pregnant, then baby that just gets our family started faster. If it is meant to be, it's meant to be. I really love you; Jade and I won't leave you. All your flaws, all your scars, all your pain, sorrow, happiness, joy, every trial and tribulation, I love you."

Jade was speechless. No stuttering, no backpedaling. She saw the truth in his eyes and it didn't waver.

"Do you still love me?" Mitch asked, his hands cupping her flushed face, tracing the tears with his thumbs. Jade gave herself a heart check. No question. She wanted him, forever. She was too scared to say for ever so she told him the truth.

"I do. I love you with everything I am. All your pain, all your scars, your happiness and joy. I love you, Mitch." She caressed his scars that she could see, sending her energy to him.

Then understand we will get through everything together. I want all of you, no hiding anything from me and I will do the same for you. No more shields."

That day, all barriers and shields were dropped. This couple no longer looked at the past like an albatross; they looked towards a bright and promising future.

They spent the rest of the morning in bed, until he had to go back to his place to get a change of clothes. Jade had to go in later that evening to help with inventory so he offered to drop her of and pick her up after work. Before she left his car, he pulled her close, giving her a possessive kiss, marking his territory. As she sat back, he winked at her. "See you after work baby. I love you."

Jade couldn't keep the blush off her face as she smiled deep. "I love you too, Mitch. See ya later!"

She walked into work, her coworkers cheering and poking about the kiss they had seen just a few minutes ago. Jade chuckled to herself, trying to calm herself down as she walked into the kitchen, starting to count things down. She had to focus and stop thinking about the glorious time she had last night.

"Jade, there's a customer that's here to ask about an event he wants us to cater Saturday night. Can you talk to him?" A waitress poked her head in the doors.

Jade went to get her paper work and walked to the customer, "Hi my name is Jade, sir! How may I help you?"

As the man turned around, he extended his hand. "Hi baby. Miss me?"

Jade almost dropped her stuff in shock.

Paxton had tracked her down.

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There will be one more after this and this will come to an end. :)

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I never thought I would finish this and I thank you guys so much for your time and your words of encouragement.

P.S. THIS SUCKS TO POST WITH MY SMART PBONE! UGH!!

I want to apologize for the length of time it has taken for this chapter to come. Life changes, loss of internet and tragedy will do that to you. I am working on a non human story right now and will hope to get the last chapter up soon so I can get one series under my belt and hope for responses from you guys, good or bad.

Again, feel free to break the chains of fate that bind thee...

Tha Dark Phoenyx



Even Scars Are Beautiful Ch. 05



This will be a short chapter to kind of fish whether you guys are still interested in this story and to give others time to catch up before I close this chapter of my life. I will be updating on what has happened to me in the past year but with no further ado...

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"Jade, there's a customer that's here to ask about an event he wants us to cater Saturday night. Can you talk to him?" A waitress poked her head in the doors.

Jade went to get her paper work and walked to the customer. "Hi my name is Jade, sir! How may I help you?"

As the man turned around, he extended his hand. "Hi baby. Miss me?"

Jade almost dropped her stuff in shock.

Paxton had tracked her down.

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The echo of the voice of her ever present nightmares now stood before her in all his cocky glory.

Digging deep inside to find a voice, she found one, though shaky at best.

"So, what brings you into my life this time?" She hoped she sounded at least as brave as she was trying to be.

The demon smirked before her. He could sense her unease.

"Baby, I was just wondering why you ran away from me like that. Do you know how much I had to search for you?"

Closing the gap to mere inches, he gazed upon her, striking through to her core.

Digging even deeper, she summoned her strength. Turning her deep brown eyes to his black ones, she murmured, 'Maybe it was because I didn't want to be found? Maybe I was trying to fathom life without looking over my shoulder for a psychopath." 

Trying to keep her fear laced anger in check, Jade clasped the pen. As it pierced her hand, the pain helped her focus.

"I told you we were forever baby. No one, not even your momma could stand before us. All you have to do is get off your high horse and come home." Reaching out to glide his hands across her braids, Jade took a quick step back, never keeping her eyes off this maniac.

Chef Myron watched with caution. The minute he sensed Jade's fear pick up, he knew it was time to step in. Striding quickly to Jade's side, he calmly whispered in Jade's ear,

"Hey Jade, we still need to talk to the investors about that new program they wanted us to cater this Friday! The meeting started five minutes ago and we are late!"

As Jade turned without hesitation, Paxton grabbed her upper arm, trying to drag her away. "We have much to discuss, old man."

Myron proceeded to pull her by the waist as she dug her heels in. 

"Sorry sir, but it seems the young lady doesn't want to go with you. Now if you will!"

The restaurant had come to a standstill until they saw Paxton trying to drag Jade against her will. Then there were screams of her fellow coworkers joining in. Waiters and dish washers, pushed and punched all over Paxton, hauling him out of the door and tossing him on his ass. His nice suit now full of blood and snot angered him.

'YOU CAN'T KEEP US APART JADE! WE WERE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER!" Paxton jumped into his car and sped off down the street, kicking up rocks and dust.

Walking like a zombie, Jade slowly sat in the chair in Myron's office as her boss contacted Mitch. One breath became another, as one sob became two. As the adrenaline slowly wore off, the fear jumped down into her stomach causing her to heave sobs deep from her soul. The demon had her scent.

Mitch pushed his way through to the office and gathered his treasure in his arms. Holding her close, Jade finally found the strength to let go of all she had been holding in. As Myron began to explain what had just happened, Mitch's arms held Jade tighter. She could sense his fury. She had enjoyed the happiness and light that Mitch had brought into her life. He had treated her like a goddess. She knew he loved her. She would not let him lose his humanity. She loved him way too much for that.

Sitting in Mitch's living room that evening, Chase was furious. John couldn't even keep him in check.

"THAT SONOFABITCH! WHAT FUCKIN RIGHT DID HE HAVE FUCKIN WITH HER LIFE? THIS IS BULLSHIT!!" Chase paced back and forth with the purpose of a lion. All that he was missing was a prey he so wanted to beat into submission.

John had just given up and watched, with a bottle of water in hand. Once Chase calmed down, he would need it. He had been on a full rant for about 30 minutes straight.

Jade was outside, staring at the moon. Staring into the beauty, searching for an answer, the beast began to speak.

"We can't keep running like this, little one. I had figured it was time for me to rest finally, but we must put an end to this pathetic fool who dares to call himself your master. You must allow me full control. Without that, he will come to destroy all you hold dear."

Jade shivered. "I'm not ready to die though. Maybe if we leave and not tell anyone where we are going, maybe we can keep everyone safe."

"I am tired of running dear. It is now time to fight. I am hungry and I must feed. Can't you see? We will go out in a beautiful blaze of glory. Your friends will mourn but they will understand your sacrifice."

Mitch walked onto his back porch, wanting to ask Jade a question, but as he looked at her back, it was almost like he could see a shadow standing beside her.

"You know who I am...don't you Mitch."

"Are you the beast she speaks of so much?" Mitch had never spoken to someone in this situation so he treaded easy. All he knew was that this wasn't his woman.

"I grow weary of this Paxton. Jade is not conscious of the conversation that you and I are having, so do not be afraid. I will not harm you. I know you have many questions to ask, so ask away."

"What are you guys planning to do?"

"Now, I can't tell you that. You should know, young one, that the relationship we share is more personal than yours will ever be."

"Bullshit! I love Jade! Everything about her! I just want her to know...I will not leave her alone." Mitch felt this need grow inside of him. He had to let this 'other side of Jade' know that how desperate he was for her.

"Were you there when she was abandoned by her family? Were you there when she was beaten to the point of unconsciousness by her sisters as they proclaimed over and over that she was just an orphan her parents picked up because of sympathy? As the scars grew, were you there to back her up, when her so called friends threw her away? No, young one. The relationship that Jade and I share is soul deep. I don't care how much you say you love her, you will never comprehend this."

"No. I wasn't there. I want her to heal. I want to love her like no one has. She can see my scars and I am not afraid of what I have shown her. She has seen the damage this war has brought to me and she sees the truth of who i am. I want to spend the rest of my life with her, if she will have me." Mitch wanted to hold Jade so close but every time he approached, this zing burned into his head. For now, he just kept a safe distance.

"Wanting is a beautiful thing to have, young one. Ask yourself this though. Now that you know she isn't completely crazy and that I truly exist, will your wants disappear like so many others?"

Mitch watched as the shadow faded away. Jade's mental condition had never been a problem to him till he had to meet it head on. Now that he had, he needed to take a breather.

Jade stood still, focused on the moon. "I'm sorry, Mitch."

Mitch watched as she turned her body towards him, as her brown eyes shone with tears still unshed. Holding him close, all that could be heard in that one life changing moment were the chirps of crickets as they sung the sounds of night time. As Jade released him, she took one more deep breath. Nothing was spoken as she slowly walked away. Walking past a still furious Chase, she strode to her car and drove away, working on a plan to save anyone else from being infected by her own private nightmare.

She could not let Mitch lose his humanity like she at one time had lost hers.

It was the time for the beast to come back and destroy her enemies.

Even at the cost of her life.

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Again, this is me seeing if there is interest in this story. After the death of my godson, I had lost many motivations for living. My computer was destroyed, and all of my files on my jump drive became corrupted, I lost all of my back ups and back notes to my stories. 2014 has not been a good year but I am not going down without a fight. It took over a year to find the strength to write again. I want to finish this not just for myself, but for my fans who thought I would not finish this so your comments, good and bad are much appreciated.

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I can't let the system control me...

There's no choice but to master the system...



Even Scars Are Beautiful



"Come for me right now!" Mitch roared as I could feel his release, even through the condom. All my synapses started firing as this supernova blasted through me and drew me in. I just kept going, one long release, my back arching forward, all my senses dulled 'til I couldn't go anymore, and I blacked out.

When I woke up, I was in a bed. Huh? When did I get here? Someone's hand was around me. I turned to see Mitch's face, staring at me. Leaning down to kiss me, I was more worried about my morning breath then the kiss itself.

"Morning, sleepyhead," Mitch whispered to me, slowly rubbing nose to nose.

"Good morning, Mitch," I squeaked. Man, what happened to my voice? He leaned over like he was about to share the secrets of the universe and I saw him smiling.

"I carried you here when you blacked out last night. Jade, I know this is early, but I meant what I said. I don't want this to be a one time thing. Can we see how this goes?" It doesn't take me long to think. I wanted to be with this man and see what life had ahead of us.

"Baby, is it okay?" Mitch looked at me, unsure of what to think.

I leaned up and kissed him slowly. "Yes. Lets give us a shot. I think we deserve some good times don't you?" I settled into his arms and sighed thinking about what the future held for us and for the first time in a long time, believing that he felt the same way.




Again, comments are welcomed. I have 3 other stories in the works and want to get better and better.

Thank you Creepyrj and LunaEroticaMystica for encouraging me to write. I have been wanting to for a long time and hope that they know I appreciate them in my life.

The Dark Phoenyx