Blame

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Part 2 to 'Want'. This chapter will have some discussions of sexual assault.

Also, Jesse has some very victim blaming thoughts and mindset. If you've suffered from sexual abuse or a sexual assault, it's never your fault, no matter what.

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Jesse opened her eyes, the bone deep exhaustion still present but she didn't pay attention to it as she sat up.

She noticed she was in her father's sofa, therefore she was in his apartment. She remembers someone mentioning it last night yet it's all so...

It hits her like a train.

Ah.

She suddenly feels gross. Disgusting, really.

She then notices the fact her dress is ripped, exposing her chest and she fills up with shame, grabbing the jacket to cover it up, and the blanket, bringing them to cover her entire body.

She curls up into a small ball on the couch, attempting to just forget about last night, even momentarily.

She almost jumps when she hears her father's voice, it's not next to her, but close by.

She peeks her head out.

"I don't care what possible consequences, we have dozens of other donors and investors. Please, they haven't given us more than a hundred million in years, they're being idiotic on purpose. I don't care, they attacked my daughter, they humiliated her, they hurt her. And I will not allow them to get away with this, I'll spend all of my money if I have to, I'll even contact someone if I have to, my assistant has some connections".

She paused, before she stood up, the blanket falling on the floor, she put the jacket on, pulling the sleeves up and gripping into her chest, covering where the dress was ripped.

She took a few steps towards the hallway, noticing her father giving his back to her.

He's on his phone, she notices.

Is he actually considering pressing charges? It's not like anything really happened. Plus, it's not worth losing millions over.

"And? The motherfucker deserved it, let him cry about his broken nose. He assaulted my daughter and-am I supposed to care? I'm the most powerful man in the world, the organization capable of taking over the planet is under my direct control, I'll fucking murder them if I want to".

Jesse took a step back, guilt gnawing at her.

"Find dirt on them, and contact me once you've finished. I'll run their business into the ground if I have to", with that she hears him end the call and take a few steps towards the living room.

She goes to sit back down, grabbing the blanket from the floor as well.

Her father finally enters the living room and notices her consciousness immediately.

"Jesse", he takes another step towards her. "You're awake".

She nods. "Good morning, pa. Why am I on the couch instead of my room?" She asks. Not wanting to even mention what happened last night.

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