Chapter 34

B: She looked at him. "They are not fake. It is 100% real, Isaac. And how do you know that is true? You do know that making love is a form of SEX, right?" She crossed her arms and looked at him. When he hugged her, she hugged him back. When he started to talk, she listened then she spoke. "Isaac, just because it is recorded does not mean it is less special. And how do you know everything else is a complete joke and insult?" She looked at him. When he asked who let her have porn she scoffed. "I have to be given it? There is a such thing as the internet." She looked at him.

I: "Well no more internet porn for you! This is exactly why you are not going to watch it anymore because you have the nerve to believe it's real when it isn't. Yes, they are moving their bodies, yes, they are having sex, but they are absolutely not making love. Love making is sacred, a gift given to humans from God to put us on a higher Level and feel the intimacy of the person we care about the most. Lovemaking is a sacred act between man and woman and if you have the nerve to record I and make money from it and expose it then you are betraying the sanctity of the gift. So, No. It is Not real. It is not right and that form of sex is Sex. I never said we would have sex, we will Never ever have sex. We will make love. That is the ONLY reason why I'm waiting for marriage! If you want sex, and what is in porn, then shut that mouth of yours and lay in that bed, and I will give it to you until you're screaming for more. It will be short lived and worthless when it's over. Or...you can wait until marriage and break your virginity to your husband who will be gentle and loving until you are ready for more."

He was looking at her sternly. "Any questions? What's your choice? Choose wisely..."

B: Jessie listened to him rage and she rolled her eyes. "You aren't the smartest man on earth. You don't know how those people feel. You don't know what they feel towards their partner." She said sitting on the bed. "You also cannot tell me what I can and cannot do. You are not my father. And if you keep trying to be then that is what you will be just that. Nothing more." She said, crossing her arms over her chest. If Isaac wanted to boss her around and act like daddy then he would be. He can tell her what to do but they would not be together, ever again.

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I: Isaac frowned as the words came out of her mouth. She always said that. She always, always, always said that! his mouth went into a hard grit as his teeth pressed together with the weight of a ton and he tried to slow down his breathing. "You can't scare me with that bullshit anymore." He said angrily and stood from the bed and began to put on his clothes. "Every time something happens between us, every time we disagree, every goddamn time we argue you always throw that in my face!"

Isaac stepped into his pants and pulled them up and put on his shirt. "Jess, I am so sick of you saying that all I have to do is one more mistake, one more mess-up, and one more tap dance, and you will leave me. You will leave me and go to Paris and never see me again and then come crawling back to my door and beg me to take you back. You know what, how about I use your own strategy against you. Consider that porn is real and the love in it is real, and continue watching it and supporting it, and I will leave YOU instead. got it? Don't like it? Oh yes, the tables have turned, haven't they? Well how about this. Keep being the way you are, and I will go on with my own life and forget all about you. Be angry with my friends, disagree, make a mistake, have your own opinion- any of it and I will leave you, and I will go to Paris this time. How about that? Does that feel good hearing it?"

He turned his head away.

"That hurts Jess. It hurts, so damn much. For you to say it over and over and over! Your brother, one disagreement with him and I'm out. One mistake, one stupid opinion and you want to end our relationship. I can't take it anymore. I love you Jess, but you can't forgive me. you want a perfect man, and for God's sake Jess, I'm not perfect. We will not have the same mind, the same ideas and the same thoughts. So just because I'm different you don't want to be with me? It hurts Jess. I waited four years just for you to say that you're different, and you have returned exactly the same as when you left."

He began to pick up her clothes and he gently handed them to her. "You should go, before your family and the other hunters worry about you."

B: "From one, Isaac, I never said it was fucking over you dick head." She growled getting up from the bed. Her usually bright green eyes were very dark. She was fuming. She had heard enough from him. "Secondly, I went to Paris to get HELP that you fucking pushed me to fucking get because I have so many damned problems, LOOK IN A DAMNED MIRROR ISAAC!" She yelled.

"Thirdly, I did not come CRAWLING back to your fucking door to just get you back with me. I wanted to get you to come back to the institution." She glared at him as she gathered her clothing. She was putting on her bra and panties when he said those words. "You know what Isaac, fucking do it then. Leave me, over something as stupid as porn. Then you will be the hypocrite." She smirked at him with anger. As he continued, she walked down the stairs. She gritted her teeth and at the bottom she turned to him.

"You know what Isaac, you know nothing about me. I don't want the perfect fucking man. I want someone who will care about me and take my feelings and well-being into consideration. You don't do that. You could never be the perfect man or even a man because you are a BOY! A fucking Child. Who can't control his anger or keep his life straight when the woman he "loves" goes away to get help because he fucking pushed her to it."? She reached for the door, still in her underwear and she walked out.

"Don't come crawling back, Isaac Joseph Bryant because we are officially done for." She said before she slammed the door. Still in her bra and panties which were both pure lace and black. She walked down the stairs and slipped on her boots and the shawl she had worn but taken off when she entered the loft. She wrapped herself up and walked along with the mundanes. A few gave her weird looks and she would snap at them with "What are you looking at?!"

When she reached the institute she went to her room and worked on unpacking. She had gotten a lot of new clothing while she was away, and she had gotten a bunch of new books and she had also gotten paintings, photographs and other decorations. She was unpacking when there was a knock on her door. Seth and Blane were there and wanted to welcome her home. They had gotten a cake and ice-cream for her. They all sat around her room and talked. She never mentioned Isaac or that she had found him, and the two never asked. Several hours later they left, and she took a shower and changed into her pjs, which were a black and white slip type nightgown that was made out of pure silk and turned off her lights. The only light in the room was a few candles she had lit before turning her lights off. She slowly drifted to sleep.