Jen and Todd dancing at
their wedding. They looked so happy, so in love with Jen in her
white mermaid-wedding gown and Todd in his white fitted tuxedo.
Soon her parents joined them on the dance floor and they
danced.
Kim moved to the floor to join them, her date
following close behind, but when she turned, it wasn’t John who
held her hand. It was stinky bastard.
“No!” she screamed ripping her hand away, but
he just hissed at her, laughing as his claws shredded her dress and
he threw her to the ground. Turning to her family for help, she
found them gone, replaced by two little girls with the saddest
eyes.
"No one ever helps you." The older one
said.
"They just lie and use you." The younger one
continued.
"You can't trust any of them." They
said together.
“No!” Kim screamed again. She refused to go
through this again. Either she killed stinky bastard or he killed
her. Reaching up, she clawed at his eyes.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
“Kim!” Wray pulled her hands from his face,
not feeling the sting of the nails raking his cheek, his entire
being focused on her. “Kim! Stop!” he said, pinning her hands to
his chest. “Wake up!” he said giving her a shake. “Wake up now , Kim!” he ordered.
The eyes that snapped open at his command
were wild, unseeing and full of fear. It made his heart ache to see
her like this. “I am here , Kim.” He
whispered to her. “Me. Wray. Just me. Come back to me , little one.” He pleaded and watched as she blinked
and her eyes slowly began to focus.
“Wray?” she asked instinctively looking to
him.
“Yes , little one.
It’s me. You are safe. My vow.” He said it as he wrapped his arms
around her and pulled her against his chest, rocking her. Goddess
she scared him.
"What happened?" she mumbled into his
chest.
"You had a nightmare , little one."
“A nightmare?" she frowned at him, then it
all came rushing back to her and she started to tremble. "I was
dreaming about my sister’s wedding... Everyone was dancing, mom and
dad, Jen and Todd. I was going out to join them, but when I turned
it wasn’t John beside me, it was stinky bastard.”
“He’s dead , Kim. He
can’t hurt you anymore.” He told her running a reassuring hand up
and down her back.
“He laughed at me , Wray,” tears filled her eyes as she looked up at him. “ A s he ripped my dress off, he laughed and there was no
one there to stop him.”
“It was not real , Kim.”
“They said no one would ever help me. That
they would just lie to me and use me. That I couldn’t trust
anyone.”
“Who said that?” he demanded angrily. No one
told lies to his Kim.
“Lucan’s daughters. They just stood there,”
her eyes pleading with him to help her understand, “watching. They
said no one would ever help me.”
“They were wrong , Kim.” He denied, instantly realizing that some evil had tried to
poison her mind. He didn’t know how or why
and he didn’t car e. H e wouldn’t allow it.
“I am here. I’ll help you.”
"I..." she trembled as she looked at him,
trying to shake off the fear that gripped her. She knew this male,
knew he would never hurt her. How? She wasn’t sure, but she knew it
the same way she’d known that Warrior wouldn’t hurt her. Some
things were just known. Something didn’t want her to believe in
him, didn’t want her to trust him. Why?
“You need rest , Kim.” Wray told her.
“I don’t want to sleep. I… oh my
God , what happened to your face?” she
asked finally seeing the angry red streaks that ran down one
cheek.
“It is nothing , little one.” He pulled her more firmly into his embrace. “You can
rest. I will be here.”
“Stop that.” She said and reached up to grip
his chin. Forcing his face to the side, she inspected the marks,
then gasped when she realized they perfectly matched her
fingers.
"It's alright , Kim."
Wray said gently, pulling his chin away.
"I did that to you…" she whispered, her eyes
filling again.
"You were
their wedding. They looked so happy, so in love with Jen in her
white mermaid-wedding gown and Todd in his white fitted tuxedo.
Soon her parents joined them on the dance floor and they
danced.
Kim moved to the floor to join them, her date
following close behind, but when she turned, it wasn’t John who
held her hand. It was stinky bastard.
“No!” she screamed ripping her hand away, but
he just hissed at her, laughing as his claws shredded her dress and
he threw her to the ground. Turning to her family for help, she
found them gone, replaced by two little girls with the saddest
eyes.
"No one ever helps you." The older one
said.
"They just lie and use you." The younger one
continued.
"You can't trust any of them." They
said together.
“No!” Kim screamed again. She refused to go
through this again. Either she killed stinky bastard or he killed
her. Reaching up, she clawed at his eyes.
∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞
“Kim!” Wray pulled her hands from his face,
not feeling the sting of the nails raking his cheek, his entire
being focused on her. “Kim! Stop!” he said, pinning her hands to
his chest. “Wake up!” he said giving her a shake. “Wake up now , Kim!” he ordered.
The eyes that snapped open at his command
were wild, unseeing and full of fear. It made his heart ache to see
her like this. “I am here , Kim.” He
whispered to her. “Me. Wray. Just me. Come back to me , little one.” He pleaded and watched as she blinked
and her eyes slowly began to focus.
“Wray?” she asked instinctively looking to
him.
“Yes , little one.
It’s me. You are safe. My vow.” He said it as he wrapped his arms
around her and pulled her against his chest, rocking her. Goddess
she scared him.
"What happened?" she mumbled into his
chest.
"You had a nightmare , little one."
“A nightmare?" she frowned at him, then it
all came rushing back to her and she started to tremble. "I was
dreaming about my sister’s wedding... Everyone was dancing, mom and
dad, Jen and Todd. I was going out to join them, but when I turned
it wasn’t John beside me, it was stinky bastard.”
“He’s dead , Kim. He
can’t hurt you anymore.” He told her running a reassuring hand up
and down her back.
“He laughed at me , Wray,” tears filled her eyes as she looked up at him. “ A s he ripped my dress off, he laughed and there was no
one there to stop him.”
“It was not real , Kim.”
“They said no one would ever help me. That
they would just lie to me and use me. That I couldn’t trust
anyone.”
“Who said that?” he demanded angrily. No one
told lies to his Kim.
“Lucan’s daughters. They just stood there,”
her eyes pleading with him to help her understand, “watching. They
said no one would ever help me.”
“They were wrong , Kim.” He denied, instantly realizing that some evil had tried to
poison her mind. He didn’t know how or why
and he didn’t car e. H e wouldn’t allow it.
“I am here. I’ll help you.”
"I..." she trembled as she looked at him,
trying to shake off the fear that gripped her. She knew this male,
knew he would never hurt her. How? She wasn’t sure, but she knew it
the same way she’d known that Warrior wouldn’t hurt her. Some
things were just known. Something didn’t want her to believe in
him, didn’t want her to trust him. Why?
“You need rest , Kim.” Wray told her.
“I don’t want to sleep. I… oh my
God , what happened to your face?” she
asked finally seeing the angry red streaks that ran down one
cheek.
“It is nothing , little one.” He pulled her more firmly into his embrace. “You can
rest. I will be here.”
“Stop that.” She said and reached up to grip
his chin. Forcing his face to the side, she inspected the marks,
then gasped when she realized they perfectly matched her
fingers.
"It's alright , Kim."
Wray said gently, pulling his chin away.
"I did that to you…" she whispered, her eyes
filling again.
"You were
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