Staying Focused

Katarina's POV

I watched the supposed betrothed warrior grab Jamie's butt while squeezing it with passion as they sucjws each other like how lovers would do.

Since step mother was not around, the house was at the mercy of the two horny creatures who decided that they were going to be as loud as they could be, giving me a chance to stab them in my head.

I watched him carry her and drop her on the large oak table as he grabbed a boob while letting one hang. He took a nipple and started sucking on it without hesitation as she moaned like she could not control herself. All the while, I stayed before them on the couch while watching them display this horrendous behavior.

He finally carried her as they walked into her room while shutting the door, but that did very little to reduce or cushion the sound of them having vigorous sex.

I could hear her screaming as he pounded away inside her. 

They don't even care that I was close and I could hear them go at it like animals in heat. They fucked while destroying the things in her room.

From what I could see, I could tell that Jamie and that stupid warrior had been doing this for a while and had not been caring about the fact that the main character of this sad story could have been feeling sad by all that has been happening all this while.

I decided that this Jane of a girl was too weak and too slow and that was why she was getting walked over like this. Because how could someone be in a situation like this and not do or say anything. If I was the one I knew I would be bringing hell on this earth.

I wondered if Jane would survive if she lived in my own time. Maybe she would even die before she could do anything in my time but I shrugged. People were different.

But I soon reminded myself that Jane was technically blind and felt really bad for her at once.

That has to be a reason for why she was weak. I was disgusted by that betrothed who was sleeping around with Jane's step sister when it downed on me that the story was not that different from what I had faced off during my own time.

I mean, to be honest. George and Riley had been fucking each other behind my back and I had not even known about it for a while until I had decided to go silent to surprise my husband.

I suddenly felt bad to know that if I had not surprised them and caught them together in bed, I would have still believed that she was still my sister and he was still my faithful husband.

I was mortified to think that it wasn't different from what I could see here. 

My backstabbing sister back at home had done worse seeing as she was not my step sister but had been my own sister from my own mother and father and she had clearly done worse.

She had even lied against me to my parents and had connived with George to have me killed.

That alone had me tearing up as I laid back in the couch.

Sisters were the worst. 

I felt bad for the Jane of a girl who would end up with this cheating and stupid male warrior who didn't give a damn about her.

But oh well, it wasn't my life anyway and sometimes we all have to learn it all in the hard way.

I shook my head as I got to my feet and walked to the edge of the room to look out of the window. As much as I felt bad for Jane, I didn't care what happened, as long as I got her the happy ending she wanted and got back to my actual life and time.

I believed once they were married, the betrothed and Jane, then I would go back to my own life and forget this whole thing ever happened.

I immediately felt bad for her as I thought of my own life.

My own parents had literally pushed me out of their life over a lie that was clearly visible like day.

Did this mean that they did not care about me? How could they do this to me?

I was their daughter.

I suddenly haunched to the ground to place my hand on the ground as I heard the loud noise coming from Jamie's room as she climaxed for the second time which had me rolling my eyes.

It was the medieval times, of course all they did was fight war and have sex. It felt like the only thing they knew how to do.

I got up and grabbed a mirror on the table to look into.

My eyes looked beautiful and the girl wasn't that far off from what true beauty looked like. 

If she was in the modern world she would be on the cover for the most beautiful girl in the world.

Why anyone would treat her badly was beyond me.

She also had a soft voice which told me she didn't offend anyone by how she spoke. She was just a sweetheart, but people in this time were too mean and would do anything to bring her down.

I shrugged while walking to a window to look out of it as I found multiple children playing around the compound.

They tossed stones at each other.

For the first time in my life, I was waking up in a place that didn't have any telephone or electricity poles or lines anywhere.

It felt weird to live in a world like this. But I had no choice.

I needed to get this girl hitched up with that handsome, betrothed man in the room and move on with my life.

Her pain was not my pain, and that was it.