I studied the figure that was walking towards me. I felt my mind wander and my heart flutter as I recognized the person walking. "Hey, Shane," I smiled sadly at him. I watched as he dropped the guitar case and folder, letting them fall without care to the ground. He ran towards me, spreading his arms out as his speed increased. I smiled to myself as I remembered the last time he saw me.
*Flashback*
"Mitchie, it's almost midnight, can't I just come get you?" Shane begged for the fifth time. It annoyed me at how over protective he could be.
"No, Shane, I'm almost home," I sighed in frustration. I knew that he only did it because he care, but that didn't stop it from annoying me.
"Will you just stay on the phone with me then?" He asked when he knew that I wouldn't budge. I smiled a little bit at his compromise.
"I can do that." I told him before my phone died. "Shit," I muttered as I put it in my pocket. I felt a cold chill run down my spine and I started to speed walk. The next thing I knew, I felt a rag of peroxide over my mouth. That was the last thing I remember before I blacked out.
*End of Flashback*
"Mitchie!" He whispered in my ear. He lifted my feet up off of the ground and spun me slowly in a circle. "I missed you," He said as he pulled me closer. I squeezed tighter for a moment before I tried to pull away.
"Shane, I'm not going anywhere." I told him as I smiled at him. For the first time in over four years, I felt safe and happy. I knew that it was true, I knew that I wasn't leaving again; not with Shane around.
"Sorry," He apologized as he cheeks tinted a light shade of pink. He released me slightly, keeping his hands on my waist. "It's just that I lost you once, I don't know what I would do if I lost you again." He admitted and pulled me back in for what seemed like the nineteenth hug.
"Shane," I said, keeping my voice no louder than a whisper. I felt bad about everything that I put everyone through. I knew that I had no control over it, but it still didn't help me sleep better at night. This was my third day home and every night I had a nightmare about him; about Cody.
"Where were you, Mitch?" He asked curiously. I knew that he wanted to know what happened to me while I was gone. I shuddered as I remembered what my life was.
*Flashback*
I sat on the cold, concrete floor, holding the only good thing that came out of this. I was grateful that Cody didn't hurt him. I hated that I had to raise Bronson in these conditions. Bronson Lee was born exactly one year after I was taken.
Every night I was forced to leave Bronson alone while I went with Cody. He explained that I need a way to repay him for all he did for me.
I hated how he took away my virginity. I felt dirty every time I looked in the mirror. I felt as if I didn't fight hard enough against him. I felt as if I just gave it to him. When Miranda Kate was born three years later, I was forced to double my time with him.
*End of Flashback*
I looked down in shame. I couldn't take looking into his eyes after what I did; after what he forced me to do. "Mitchie," Shane said in concern. I knew that he wanted me to look at him, but I couldn't. I knew that the best thing was to tell him about Bronson and Miranda. "Mitchie, what's wrong?" He began to grow frantic when I didn't respond.
"Shane, there is something that I have to tell you." I whispered so low that he had to strain just to hear it. I looked into his eyes and saw nothing but curiosity and concern. I watched as his eyes moved back and forth between mine as they danced in anxiety. I reached up and caressed the side of his face. I watched as he leaned into my touch. His eyelids slid shut as I tried to think of how to start.
"Shane, I have children now." I decided that beating around the bush would get me nowhere. I looked up at him and tears stared to fill my eyes. I took in his shocked, speechless state. "I knew that telling you wasn't the best thing." I said as I turned to walk back to my house. I jumped in fright when I felt someone grab onto my wrist.
"I don't care," He said confidently. "I don't care that you have kids." He said again. "All I care is that you are here now. You don't know what I went through when you were gone. I stayed up for days at a time because you were on my mind. Don't you understand that you were all I could think about?" He finished with a huff.
"Shane, I…" I trailed off, not really knowing what else to say. I felt bad when his face fell. I decided to let my heart guide me. I grabbed his face in between my hands and crushed my lips onto his. I felt him relax and smiled while he happily kissed me back. Sometimes, you just have to face the bad if you want the good things to come.
How was it? Am I getting better at romance :-D. Well tell me what you think, please.
Kelsey