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so I know he’s asleep.
I know it doesn’t count- but I hope it will give me the strength to tell him to his face someday- as I whisper into his sleeping body, “I was in a foster home when I was ten. And my foster dad raped me… for five years …”
I fall asleep and don’t notice his body tighten.
*****
Breccan’s heart stops at hearing his dove say those words. He tightens his arms around her as his breath hitches. No wonder she is so scared.
He burrows his face in her hair telling himself that she is fine now…
She’s with him …
B ack in his arms forever…
His dove …
His one true mate for life…
He falls asleep listening to her quiet breathing and inhaling her vanilla and coconut scent.
Chapter 6
I feel dizzy and disoriented. It’s dark all around me. I can’t smell or hear anything. I try to make my way through the space and find a door. I have to get out of here. I have to get back to Breccan.
He loves me.
He told me he loves me… and I need him.
He’s the reason I have to keep living...
He has changed everything for me. Where there once was only darkness, the sun shines bright for me now. I can’t lose that. I need the sun. I don’t want to be shrouded in my past anymore. I want something… more.
I want him…
Blindly, I finally feel a door handle and turn it. I slowly open the door into another dark room. I try to look harder to see anything; my eyes squinting hard to try to adjust my to the darkness.
Suddenly the room is bathed in a blinding, white light. There , in the center of the room, sitting in a chair, is my Adonis. I move towards him, but stop suddenly, as the rest of the room begins to penetrate my sluggish brain.
He’s not sitting in that chair.
He’s tied to it.
His head is slumped forward, as if he doesn’t have the energy to hold it up anymore.
“Breccan…” I say breathlessly and scared.
His head slowly comes up and as it does, I take a sharp intake of breath as tears form in my eyes. Fear abruptly strangles me. My beautiful Adonis’s face is bloody, bruised and swollen. His left eye is nearly shut. Blood trickles down his nose over his lips and down his chin onto his once, pristine white shirt. His lips move but I can’t make out what he’s saying.
“What?” I ask him, but I notice no sound comes out.
I hear a maniacal laugh that makes my blood run cold. I look behind Breccan and see a dark figure standing there...
Stevie.
My heart jumps into my throat cutting off my oxygen momentarily. I choke on the words that I try to speak.
I vaguely notice he too has a bloodied nose.
“Wh- what are you doing here? What do you want?” I ask with an obvious tremor in my voice that I try to stifle.
“Oh, sweet Harper,” he says as he walks around Breccan, softly brushing his fingers across my Adonis’s gorgeous hair. “Did you really think I would ever give up finding you?” He takes a step towards Breccan and that is when I notice the gun in his hand. I try to think of a way to get Breccan out of here, but my mind is completely blank. My chest is squeezed so tight it’s hard to think past the pain. Stevie chuckles and I focus on him again.
“Did you not think I would see the pictures of you and him? Out to dinner.... at some fancy event... think you’re high class now don’tcha, bitch? Looks like it’s time to remind you of what you are and where you belong.”
“I do not belong to you.” Even I can hear the growl in my voice.
“Oh, but you do, you fucking whore ,” his voice is laced with venom; making evident, the distain he holds for me. “You always have and you always will. You are my property. This jackass thinks he has some claim to you?” he laughs. “I own you bitch and I will never let you go. You’re coming with me.”
I look to my gorgeous and kind Adonis (something Stevie could never be)… his barely conscious body… and I know that I have to save him from this horrendous life that I have exposed
I know it doesn’t count- but I hope it will give me the strength to tell him to his face someday- as I whisper into his sleeping body, “I was in a foster home when I was ten. And my foster dad raped me… for five years …”
I fall asleep and don’t notice his body tighten.
*****
Breccan’s heart stops at hearing his dove say those words. He tightens his arms around her as his breath hitches. No wonder she is so scared.
He burrows his face in her hair telling himself that she is fine now…
She’s with him …
B ack in his arms forever…
His dove …
His one true mate for life…
He falls asleep listening to her quiet breathing and inhaling her vanilla and coconut scent.
Chapter 6
I feel dizzy and disoriented. It’s dark all around me. I can’t smell or hear anything. I try to make my way through the space and find a door. I have to get out of here. I have to get back to Breccan.
He loves me.
He told me he loves me… and I need him.
He’s the reason I have to keep living...
He has changed everything for me. Where there once was only darkness, the sun shines bright for me now. I can’t lose that. I need the sun. I don’t want to be shrouded in my past anymore. I want something… more.
I want him…
Blindly, I finally feel a door handle and turn it. I slowly open the door into another dark room. I try to look harder to see anything; my eyes squinting hard to try to adjust my to the darkness.
Suddenly the room is bathed in a blinding, white light. There , in the center of the room, sitting in a chair, is my Adonis. I move towards him, but stop suddenly, as the rest of the room begins to penetrate my sluggish brain.
He’s not sitting in that chair.
He’s tied to it.
His head is slumped forward, as if he doesn’t have the energy to hold it up anymore.
“Breccan…” I say breathlessly and scared.
His head slowly comes up and as it does, I take a sharp intake of breath as tears form in my eyes. Fear abruptly strangles me. My beautiful Adonis’s face is bloody, bruised and swollen. His left eye is nearly shut. Blood trickles down his nose over his lips and down his chin onto his once, pristine white shirt. His lips move but I can’t make out what he’s saying.
“What?” I ask him, but I notice no sound comes out.
I hear a maniacal laugh that makes my blood run cold. I look behind Breccan and see a dark figure standing there...
Stevie.
My heart jumps into my throat cutting off my oxygen momentarily. I choke on the words that I try to speak.
I vaguely notice he too has a bloodied nose.
“Wh- what are you doing here? What do you want?” I ask with an obvious tremor in my voice that I try to stifle.
“Oh, sweet Harper,” he says as he walks around Breccan, softly brushing his fingers across my Adonis’s gorgeous hair. “Did you really think I would ever give up finding you?” He takes a step towards Breccan and that is when I notice the gun in his hand. I try to think of a way to get Breccan out of here, but my mind is completely blank. My chest is squeezed so tight it’s hard to think past the pain. Stevie chuckles and I focus on him again.
“Did you not think I would see the pictures of you and him? Out to dinner.... at some fancy event... think you’re high class now don’tcha, bitch? Looks like it’s time to remind you of what you are and where you belong.”
“I do not belong to you.” Even I can hear the growl in my voice.
“Oh, but you do, you fucking whore ,” his voice is laced with venom; making evident, the distain he holds for me. “You always have and you always will. You are my property. This jackass thinks he has some claim to you?” he laughs. “I own you bitch and I will never let you go. You’re coming with me.”
I look to my gorgeous and kind Adonis (something Stevie could never be)… his barely conscious body… and I know that I have to save him from this horrendous life that I have exposed
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