"Follow me" 
                          
He started walking upstairs, I followed, looking at Georgina, she just shrugged like she had no idea, I was in shit, a lot of shit, maybe I should have burst through the door and told him straight away? 
                          
He walked into our room, when he was far enough in that I was in the room as well, he spun around and faced me, anger rippling through him, so he knows, I am guessing it is the fact I stood there for so long enjoying been prey and not just getting out instantly, well I know what I need to do. 
                          
"I need you to be honest with me Alena, why?  Tell me why you would do it?" He was mad, why was he mad at me? 
                          
I did not do anything yes, I stood there for a little too long, yes my mind considered it but I didn't do it, maybe it is because I let Marcus touch me? 
                          
"Sorry, I couldn't move, I was frozen, he was talking about you, how if you weren't with me he would be fucking me, I walked back, and he moved getting out of bed moving closer, I felt trapped, like I couldn't escape" 
                          
"I wasn't expecting it, I froze on the spot, his hand trailed up my body, and he cupped my face, going to kiss me, I moved though Jackson, I didn't let him kiss me, I wouldn't let him kiss me, but I guess it doesn't matter" 
                          
I looked up at him for the first time, and I now realise he is looking at me confused, what had I done?  What was he on about if it wasn't Marcus? 
                          
Fuck, please swallow me up, anything at all help me escape his gaze, I have now just possible ruined their relationship for nothing, because he clearly did not have an idea.
                          
"What are you talking about?" His eyes staring intently into mine. 
                          
"What are you talking about Jackson?" 
                          
"I was on about Liam and Georgina, the fact you paid for a year of their rent, who the hell touched you?" 
                          
His eyes fierce with anger, his body shuddering as he moved closer to me. 
                          
"Did you go see Max again?" 
                          
"It doesn't matter, forget about it" 
                          
I began to turn trying walking out the room, not wanting to hurt him, his body moved in front of the door, blocking my exit, there is no way I can tell him. 
                          
"Jackson, move, just forget about it" My hands tried pulling him away but it was futile, his frame remained unmoved, in the same spot, it was like fighting with a wall, trying to pull it away from where it stood, not possible at all. 
                          
"Did you really go in that room and see Max again?" 
                          
He looked hurt, would it be better for him to think it was Max though?  I not even sure anymore, and I can't keep hiding things, no matter how much I don't want him to get hurt.
                          
"No, sit down though if you insist on knowing" 
                          
I went and sat on the bed, waiting for him to move, he looked at me working out if it was a trick, so I could try escape, I moved my body further onto the bed getting comfy, so he knew it wasn't going to run for the door once he moved. 
                          
He moved, his body sitting on the edge of the bed, his back to me, head in his hands and silent, like I was going to rip out his heart like he was preparing for me to say I had cheated, I don't understand him, I even said nothing happened. 
                          
"Promise me, you will let me finish, let me say everything before you judge, assume or kick off please Jackson" I looked at him, well his back waiting for him to acknowledge me, he nodded. 
                          
"At the hospital, I was with Marcus, he was saying thank you to me for keeping you grounded.  I thought that was all he wanted me for, he then pretty much said he would be fucking me right now if I was not with you" 
                          
My eyes watching as his body stiffened up, I can see his hands ball into fists in the mirror, I was going to destroy him, but how could I lie, how could I act like this has not happened? How can Marcus do something like this to someone who he says he loves? 
                          
"I thought he was joking, I laughed saying it was the Marcus I knew, he told me it wasn't a joke, I told him it wouldn't happen that I was married with you" 
                          
"He didn't listen, he got out of bed, with just boxers on, his eyes sharp, deep black with hunger, he stalked towards me, his nostrils flaring, I couldn't move, I felt powerless"
                          
I was crying, tears falling from my eyes, I couldn't tell him how much my body screamed for him, how much I wanted him to kiss me, how much I had to fight with myself to escape and get away from him, that would tip him over the edge right now. 
                          
"His body pinning mine against the wall, I tried to remind him, to make him realise I was with you and only you, he traced his hand up my chest, and cupped my chin, looking at me, I could see he was ready to kiss me, so I ran" 
                          
I waited, my eyes watching him, he stayed in the same spot unmoving, should I go to him?  Or stay here, I didn't know, I want to comfort him, but all I could picture is Marcus, I can't get rid of his body, his stance and glare from my mind, it is on reply, continuously, the look that made me so wet, there staring at me like he is stood here with us. 
                          
He didn't say anything, I am guessing he was waiting to see if I finished, then he will either shout, cry or laugh. 
                          
He didn't do any of that he got up off the bed, and paced angrily out of the room, I quickly tried getting up and scurrying behind him, unable to keep up with his strides though, I was short, he was tall and one of his strides was like three of mine, there is no chance I can keep up with him, I was practically running. 
                          
He raged out the house with long strides, pushing Liam out of the way, as he tried to stop him, tried to keep him here and find out what was wrong. 
                          
"Jackson" My voice shouting him, calling him back as my body ran to him but by the time I got into the garden the car had gone, walking back into the house, I now realised I should have lied, I could have said I seen Max on passing, I could have said it was a random guy, I shouldn't have told him the truth. 
                          
Liam and Georgina stood there looking at me waiting for an explanation, I don't want to talk, I have no issues with telling Georgina but definitely not with Liam listening. 
                          
I have no idea what is going to happen, so telling them could just make things worse so I will just stay quiet. 
                          
I grabbed the girls and got them ready for bed, afterwards, sitting in my room, my memory flew back to today, to Marcus, I had felt that power with Jackson, but never anyone else, the power that told me he wasn't giving up.