Disclaimer: I do not own the covenant. This is purely from my imagination and no copy write infragment intended.
I threw my phone into the woods as a tear rolled down my cheek. How did he find me so fast? My body stiffened as two hands gripped my waist firmly. A squeak escaped my lips and I began to tremble. "Melli?!" His voice was full of concern.
How was I supposed to explain this to him? I couldn't. I couldn't bring him into this. It isn't fair to. Reid turned me so I was facing him and stared into my eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hid my face in his shirt. He picked me up bridal style and carried me to my truck, putting me in the back seat. He got into the drivers seat and began speeding through the forest, back to the dorms. "WH-what about Sarah and c-c-aleb?"I stuttered.
"They can get back with Tyler."
"I'm s-sorry" I whispered as the truck slowed.
He pulled over on the side of the road and got into the back seat with me. I leaned into him and sighed, calming down a bit.
"What are you sorry for?" he said as he wiped a stray tear from my cheek.
"Ruining your night."
"Melissa, you could never ruin anything. I just want to know what upset you?" he kissed my hair and squeezed my shoulders.
I didn't want to tell him…but I didn't want to keep it from him. "You'll get hurt" I said shaking my head.
He sighed. "It might hurt… but I still want you to tell me."
I shook my head again and sat up. "I didn't mean you'd get hurt by what I say..." I sniffled. "I meant you'll get hurt... Physically... if you get involved in this… I thought it was over… but. It'll never be over... it won't stop." I began to cry again
"Please tell me"
"Can we go back to the dorms…?" I whimpered.
He kissed my forehead and pulled himself back into the driver's seat. I shakily pulled myself into the front and lifted up the glove box that separated the drivers and passengers seat. I pulled myself into the seat that was now available next to him and rested my head on his shoulders. Our hands intertwined and I closed my eyes. The drive was silent other then my shaky breathing and the sound of the engine. When we reached the dorms he pulled me into his arms and began walking towards my dorm. The halls were deserted. Everyone was at the dells. Once we entered my room, he sat me down on my bed and pulled off my shoes. He sat beside me. "Can you tell me now?"
I sucked in a deep breathe. "I met this guy about a year ago. We dated for a while but then he started acting really weird. I thought he was just going through a tough time or something… and he would start acting normal again if I just waited it out… but it got worse… so I broke up with him. a few weeks after I dumped him he started showing up at my work and house saying the craziest things. I finally got a restraining order put against him back in March... but he didn't care. He told me that if he couldn't have me. No one could. On March 20th...He broke into mine and my brothers house…he uh...He hit my brother in the neck with a crowbar... when he was watching TV..." the tears started falling harder. " I didn't even know he was dead...until the police the told me. I thought he just fell asleep or something. Josh was always doing stuff like that...Nathan. My ex... Was in my closet waiting for me... I don't even remember what happened… I don't remember feeling any pain. I just remember running.. I guess my neighbor herd me screaming... Called the cops… Nathan took off out the window… they never found him." I let my fingers trail across my stomach. "When I ran into the cops outside. I collapsed...the next thing I remember is waking up in the hospital. They told me I was lucky to be alive… if the knife had been over an inch I would have died..."
He stared at me with a mix of concern and anger. "When we were at the dells tonight…. I got a phone call from him…I don't know how but he found me..."I added in a small voice.
Reid stayed quiet. He seemed to be deliberating between a couple different things. I sat there quietly as well, trying to figure out what he as doing.
"Please say something" I whispered and before I knew it I was on my back with him on top of me. Usually, I would think my reaction to something like this would be fear, but lying under him like this made me feel safe, safer then I have ever felt before. His eyes searched mine for a second and our lips fused together. They moved urgently and made me forget about everything and everyone. For now, WE were everything. A small gasp escaped as I tried to catch my breath. His lips moved to my neck. He tongued the skin there softly as my hands began to explore his chest. His muscles contracted under my touch which made his hips press harder into mine. The way I touched him wasn't just passion or desire. It was stronger then that. I NEEDED him. The way I need air to breath. I tugged on his shirt, and he lifted it off, only to return his lips to mine. I didn't know what brought on this urgent contact but I was thankful for it. Not only was it a distraction from what was happening, it made me feel like every touch and every kiss was a promise. And I gladly returned them. His hand made its way up my dress and rested on my hip for a second before he did exploring of his own. I felt his gentle touch travel up my side, across my ribs, down the other side and everywhere in between. I cringed knowing he would feel the scar in only a few seconds as his hand slid across my stomach. When his fingers reached it they stopped, feeling the length of it. A sharp hiss erupted from his throat and his eyes turned urgent again. It was as if I was broken, and he needed to fix me. And truthfully, I wanted him to fix me. He held my gaze as his removed his hand from my stomach and brought it to zipper that laid against my side. He gently pulled it down, making sure not to snag the material and pulled my dress off, throwing it to the ground. I began to feel self conscious as he stared down my almost naked body, his eyes finally resting on my scar. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me, before leaning down and planting several soft kisses along the hideous line. "Beautiful" he whispered before kissing it again.
"What do you mean beautiful? It's hideous." I choked out
"It's not hideous. It's a part of you, that's what makes it beautiful." He raised himself so his face was directly over mine. "Everything about you Melissa Boss is beautiful."
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