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The second time around (Sequel to its not love)

Novel By: IceBreaker

(FINISHED) Three years after Tristan died, Jenna is with Nate and has twins by him.
When she bumps into Clementine in the mall, she realizes clementine is clueless about the death of tristan and when Clementine is finally aware, all she wants is revenge. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Aug 21, 2012    Reads: 312    Comments: 13    Likes: 2   

Author's note: Hey guys, this idea just came out of no where but i want to make a second part to a rockstar's heart because I love writing about Beth and Lance. But i care about what you guys think. Should i write a second part or keep it where it is?

Chapter 7: We all know who is responsible

The man basically tackled me to the ground and I struggled to get out of his hold. "Get off me!" I screamed.

"You can't go in there ma'am." He said trying to reason with me. But I couldn't be reasoned with. My daughters and my Nate were in there.

I tried to fight my way out of the man's arms but of course he was stronger.

"I swear to god you better let the fuck go off me right fucking now!" I screamed.


I turned my head and I saw Nate getting out of Sean's black car. I struggled out of the man's arms and ran to Nate who hugged me so tight, I could hardly breathe.

"I thought you were…"

"No. Sean came to pick me and the twins up. They're in the car."

I let go of Nate and ran to Sean's car.

"Jesus, you okay, Jenna?" I nodded and looked in the backseat at the twins who looked as happy and careless as ever.

I opened the door to the backseat and got in with them to hug them close to me.

That momentary feeling of hatred and fear was gone when I held my babies in my arms.

"I need to go see what the hell is going on. I'll be back." Sean said as he got out of the car.

I kissed Kaylie's head and then Haylie's and began combing my fingers through Kaylie's brunette hair.

I looked out of the windshield watching Nate and Sean talk to the police officers and firefighters.

The flames were soon put out and firefighters kept questioning Nate while Sean was screaming at the neighbors that it was no one's business and to fuck off.

I'm surprisingly not mad about any of this. I'm just glad that my babies and my Nate are safe.

Soon, Nate and Sean got back into the car.

"You two don't give a fuck about saving some of the stuff in that house?" Sean asked.

"The police said they'll put some stuff aside for us. I paid them to. Until then, we'll go to my parent's house." Nate said.

"No." I shook my head and Nate look to me. "We'll just go to Tristan's house. Well, my house."

Nate sighs. Yeah, I know it will be awkward but it's the best place we could go at a time like this.

"Fine." Nate says as he leans back.

"I'll drive your car over." Nate says getting out of the car and I strangely felt empty as he disappeared.

Goddamnit. I'm crying.

Sean looks at me. "You okay?" He asked.

I shook my head. "It's the pregnancy." I squeaked.

Sean puts a hand on my knee and stares into my eyes. "Hey, you got your guy, and you got your girls."

I nodded. He was right. I had them. I need to stop being a baby.

It wasn't just the pregnancy. This fire…came out of nowhere. And I can't stand it. I'm scared to death. I'm scared for my family.

Sean drives over to Tristan's house and Nate follows us. Both cars park in the driveway. Sean looks around. "It's been…four years since I been here."

It's been one month since I've been here.

Nate opens the car door, grabs Haylie and carries her to the house.

I grab Kaylie and unlock the door with my keys.

It's warm as we walk in and I sat Kaylie down on the floor. She walks around and began to explore.

Nate holds Haylie close and kisses her cheek and smiles at her as he bounces her up and down gently.

Sean's on the phone talking about what happened to someone.

Nate's eyes catch mine. "Lindsey's on her way over, I called her while we were driving here."

"Thank you." I whispered. He sees the pain on my face and in my voice and he sets Haylie down on the couch and walks over to me. He wraps his arms around me once again while I cry into his chest.

He places his fingers through my hair soothing me.

"Carl is on his way." Sean says.

I hold Nate to me not wanting to let him go.

He kisses the top of my head and sighs softly. "I love you. I love you. It's okay." He whispers.

Soon, there's a violent banging on the door. Sean answers it and Lindsey began crying hysterically. Damn that was fast.

She hugs me hard and cries on my shoulder. I pat her back.

Nate still had his arm partially around me. Then Lindsey looks up at Nate and hugs him too then the twins.

"Holy fucking shit, that bitch did this. I'm going to go kick her fucking ass." I stare at Lindsey bewildered. What the hell is she talking about?

"What do you mean?" I asked.

She raised her eyebrows. "You know what I mean. Clementine. Don't tell me you don't think she did this. The bitch has threatened you."

Clementine didn't even cross my mind. Maybe….I know for a fact that she did this. Nobody else would do it unless…..

I turned to Nate. "Did you cook something before you left?" I asked in a dead tone.

He shook his head. "No. I didn't smell any gas before I left. So I mean…I don't know. But that doesn't mean it was Clementine. Don't go straight to conclusions."

I released him and walked up stairs and into the bedroom. Right now, I don't give a fuck who started it. I just want to lay down. But first….

After I was done vomiting, I went to lay down in the bed. The bed I used to share with Tristan Niles.

The man who took my virginity, made me fall in love with him, married me, hurt me, and raped me. The man who took my unwanted child from me and took my mother from me.

What would I say to him if he was right next to me right now? Oh…nothing because I'd fucking kill him again.

Calm down, Jenna. Just relax. I place my hand on my stomach. Ana. Think about Ana.

She's inside of me and she my little girl and she makes me happy.

I can hear heavy footsteps and I look over to see Nate staring at me with an odd look in his eyes. I sat up and launched myself into his arms and kissed him hard.

Panting, Nate lifted me up, keeping his lips on mine.

"I love you." He whispered against my lips.

Ripping my shirt from my body, he put me onto the bed, still not breaking the kiss.

"I thought I lost you." I whispered looking up at him. He shook his head and placed his thumb on my cheek and wiped away my tears.

"You'll never lose me." He whispered.

"You know I really want you to fuck me….hard. But…can you just lay with me for right now?" I asked. Nate nodded and climbed onto the bed with me. I laid down and he laid behind me, his hand wrapped around me while his lips were at my ear. "You'll always have me. Always."

None of this was supposed to happen.

And a fractional part of me actually had a feeling that it was Clementine that did this. I wanted to kick her fucking ass.

A familiar voice echoed in the room and me and Nate sat up. Carl.

"Hey guys." He walked in. Wow. He doesn't have on his glasses. He looks so different.

I got up and he hugged me and then Nate.

"I heard what happened and Sean is downstairs going out of his mind."

"I know. Is the twins okay?"

"Lindsey is downstairs playing with them listening to Sean go off like a mad man. It seemed to fuck him up more than you two and it was ya'll house."

"I know. He'll be fine." Nate walks out into the hallway and downstairs.

Carl stares at me. "You okay?"

"It's frustrating. I mean, I don't know if this happened because of..."

"The blonde bitch?" Carl asked. I nodded.

He sighed.

"Well they got people over there cleaning the shit up. Thank god you still have this house." Carl said looking around. I nodded.

"I just don't feel safe. I won't feel safe until I know who did this. Nate said he didn't leave anything on when he left."

"We'll figure it out. Nate's my friend, and you're my friend and nothing or nobody fucks with any of my friends. I'll figure this out. I'm going to get some detectives on the phone so they can investigate some shit."

"Thank you, Carl." He nodded and kissed my forehead before walking out of the room.

I sat on my bed. Clementine might have just done this and waited two months to make us think she doesn't care anymore but picked today and decided to do this.

I know it had to have been her. I just can't wait until I can see that bitch again just so I can fuck her up.


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