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getting through.
“So, what now?” Lacey asked, turning her attention away from Slade and looking at Grace.
“Now, you relax. We’ll take care of everything behind the scenes. There’s not much for you to do at all, except enjoy the tranquility of the Tillamook woods and start the slow process of recovering. Make yourself at home here. I’ll show you to your room, and you can set your own pace, take it easy. The clubhouse can get a little rowdy at night, but everyone is friendly, and if you need something, just ask. The kitchen is stocked, feel free to help yourself. We all have a big group dinner together every night. I’ll keep you posted as we go along, okay? You’ll probably be here a week or two.”
“Oh. That long. Okay, thank you,” Lacey replied, looking like a sad, lost kitten that was trying to act tough. I wished like hell there was something I could do to ease her pain. She was so fucking beautiful, with such a sweet demeanor, I couldn’t help but feel tender towards her.
My eyes trailed down her body, pausing at the soft swell of her breasts, and I felt my cock begin to twitch in my pants.
No , I thought. Stop it . My confused cock had nothing to do with this. I shifted in my seat, and was thankful when Grace stood up and led Lacey away to show her to her room.
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"This used to be Ryder’s room,” Grace said, throwing open the door at the end of the hallway. “After I moved in, we built a little cabin in a meadow just through the woods to the South of here. We can hear you if you holler, we are that close.”
Grace was so sweet. It was hard to imagine her as a cop. It was also hard to imagine someone had gone through as much as she had and was still so kind and open-hearted. I had closed my heart down a long time ago. If it had ever even been open in the first place.
Barricades and brick walls. Those were things I imagined every time the pain tried to creep in. Nothing could get through, as long as I stacked the bricks high enough around my heart. My mom, Monty, all those other men, they could do whatever they wanted to my body, but they were locked out of my heart. After awhile, I found I had locked myself out, too.
Grace wasn’t like me. She still had access to her heart.
“If you need anything at all, don’t hesitate to ask, okay? The bathroom is stocked, feel free to use anything you find.” She peered closer to my face, wincing as she saw the bruising. “He got you pretty good there.”
“Yeah,” I replied. I imagined myself stacking my brick wall higher every time Monty’s face appeared in my head. “He got it worse.”
“Indeed he did,” Grace nodded. “And he got what he deserved.” She looked into my eyes. “Lacey, I hope you don’t feel one ounce of remorse for what you did. Monty was a monster, what he did to you was unforgivable. You did the only thing you could to defend yourself. If I thought it would be good for you, I’d even encourage you to go to the police with your story. No jury in their right mind would convict you. But, you need more than that. If you had a family you cared about, maybe it would be a different story. But I honestly think the best thing for you is a whole new story, a new life, a new you. Away from the circus that this whole thing is going to stir up.”
I nodded.
“You’re so right. Thank you, Grace.” She hugged me, her warmth once again doing what nobody else seemed to be able to - seeping under the bricks and soothing my soul like a calming stream.
“Just be patient, that’s the most important thing, sweetheart,” she whispered, as she held me in front of her. “And believe you deserve a new start, Lacey. Because you do.”
I nodded, trying hard to let her words sink into the space behind those bricks, to let them touch my heart and heal it just a tiny little bit.
“You must be exhausted.” She was right,
“So, what now?” Lacey asked, turning her attention away from Slade and looking at Grace.
“Now, you relax. We’ll take care of everything behind the scenes. There’s not much for you to do at all, except enjoy the tranquility of the Tillamook woods and start the slow process of recovering. Make yourself at home here. I’ll show you to your room, and you can set your own pace, take it easy. The clubhouse can get a little rowdy at night, but everyone is friendly, and if you need something, just ask. The kitchen is stocked, feel free to help yourself. We all have a big group dinner together every night. I’ll keep you posted as we go along, okay? You’ll probably be here a week or two.”
“Oh. That long. Okay, thank you,” Lacey replied, looking like a sad, lost kitten that was trying to act tough. I wished like hell there was something I could do to ease her pain. She was so fucking beautiful, with such a sweet demeanor, I couldn’t help but feel tender towards her.
My eyes trailed down her body, pausing at the soft swell of her breasts, and I felt my cock begin to twitch in my pants.
No , I thought. Stop it . My confused cock had nothing to do with this. I shifted in my seat, and was thankful when Grace stood up and led Lacey away to show her to her room.
☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼
"This used to be Ryder’s room,” Grace said, throwing open the door at the end of the hallway. “After I moved in, we built a little cabin in a meadow just through the woods to the South of here. We can hear you if you holler, we are that close.”
Grace was so sweet. It was hard to imagine her as a cop. It was also hard to imagine someone had gone through as much as she had and was still so kind and open-hearted. I had closed my heart down a long time ago. If it had ever even been open in the first place.
Barricades and brick walls. Those were things I imagined every time the pain tried to creep in. Nothing could get through, as long as I stacked the bricks high enough around my heart. My mom, Monty, all those other men, they could do whatever they wanted to my body, but they were locked out of my heart. After awhile, I found I had locked myself out, too.
Grace wasn’t like me. She still had access to her heart.
“If you need anything at all, don’t hesitate to ask, okay? The bathroom is stocked, feel free to use anything you find.” She peered closer to my face, wincing as she saw the bruising. “He got you pretty good there.”
“Yeah,” I replied. I imagined myself stacking my brick wall higher every time Monty’s face appeared in my head. “He got it worse.”
“Indeed he did,” Grace nodded. “And he got what he deserved.” She looked into my eyes. “Lacey, I hope you don’t feel one ounce of remorse for what you did. Monty was a monster, what he did to you was unforgivable. You did the only thing you could to defend yourself. If I thought it would be good for you, I’d even encourage you to go to the police with your story. No jury in their right mind would convict you. But, you need more than that. If you had a family you cared about, maybe it would be a different story. But I honestly think the best thing for you is a whole new story, a new life, a new you. Away from the circus that this whole thing is going to stir up.”
I nodded.
“You’re so right. Thank you, Grace.” She hugged me, her warmth once again doing what nobody else seemed to be able to - seeping under the bricks and soothing my soul like a calming stream.
“Just be patient, that’s the most important thing, sweetheart,” she whispered, as she held me in front of her. “And believe you deserve a new start, Lacey. Because you do.”
I nodded, trying hard to let her words sink into the space behind those bricks, to let them touch my heart and heal it just a tiny little bit.
“You must be exhausted.” She was right,
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