My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

JACE POV 

When Ella gave me her phone to listen to the recording of Elise’s confession, I never imagined just how involved her little sister was in all of this mess. If it was anybody else, I would beat them to a pulp. The fact that this whole thing has been hell on Ella, and in turn has put a bit of a strain on us as a couple. I’m made to be the bad person in order to keep Ella safe, and I hate that she doesn’t have the freedom to come and go as she pleases.

I understand that what Elise did may not have anything to do with the stalker, which we still aren‘t one hundred percent sure yet, but she got mixed up with one of Ella‘s attackers, who is part of the whole reason why we are now living across the country from our families, and the whole reason why Elise was mad at her sister. It all stems down to those four people, and Elise thought it was okay to hang out with them or at least one of them.

That piece of shit will have his day, especially once Ethan finds out what he did to his youngest daughter; that‘s statutory rape motherfucker; him being eighteen and her onl fifteen. Oh yeah, he‘s gonzo. Getting back to Elise, though, this is going to be a hard one. She needs some tough love an I know what I told Ella, and I will try my hardest, but it all depends on her sister‘s attitude.

I just sent Ella back to the playroom to clean up some of the equipment, so I can have some alone time with Elise. As she

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comes walking into the kitchen, I grab a water bottle from the fridge and then turn to her, “Hey, El, can we talk?”

I expect an eyeroll, but instead she nods and jumps up on a stool. I hand her the water and then grab another for myself, “I know what you want to talk to me about already, so go ahead and yell at me, I deserve it.”

Well, that, I didn‘t expect, and it defeats the purpose of lecturing her now. It seems as though Ella already did a good job of it herself. “Hey, I hope you know how lucky you are to have a sister like Ella. Not too many would be as forgiving as she is. I know how close the two of you were and I know she was only trying to protect you by not telling you about everything happening to her, but she‘s always loved you.”

“I know this now, Jace, and I should have known it then, but I felt hurt, I felt like she didn‘t care enough about me since she was moving so far away.”

“Did you tell Mason where your sister moved to?” | ask.

“No, he never asked me.” She replies.

 You took a private moment between me and your sister and made it into some kind of joke, for what? For a guy who had already assaulted your sister? How would you feel if the roles were

 because she didn‘t deserve that, neither of you did. I knew there was a chance that she would ship me right back home and never talk to me again, but I had to

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actions. I’m sensing a lot of remorse, just like Ella said, but that doesn’t mean anything just yet. “Actions speak louder than words, Elise, and I believe that you have a lot to do in order to prove just how sorry you are. Take

love my sister that much?” she tilts her head as

is my fucking world, and I will do anything to protect her from

 I love my

softly.

 are hard to come by and your sister is giving you one. I love you like a

 want to apologize to you as well, since the video also had you in it.” A few tears roll

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 I do appreciate it. Now that all this ugly stuff is over, is there anything you want to do today?” She

for a hug, “Hey kiddo, cheer up. It’s done and over with and you came clean; I’m proud of you

her that they can go wherever they want as long as both

 calling to give me the information about the

 Jace. I don‘t know why I said it.

 gets jealous of other females gawking at me.” I wink at her, and w both start laughing just as Ella comes

 kind of slow tonight but watching some of the scene going on is actually kind of interesting. I file them away to possibly try will Precious sometime. As I‘m standing by one‘ the scene rooms, a woman comes walking up to me. She‘s dressed in an all- black cat

as some

 eyes sweep me up and down in my own black ripped jeans and bare chest, “You’re new, aren’t

my eyes off

“What’s your name?”

and