AN: This one has a turn from sweet to downright scary. This contains a rape scene, so you have been warned ahead of time.
Chapter Eight: A Painful Past and a Bright Future
Mickie was still awake. She took a quick glance out of her bedroom window, and saw the moon high in the sky. She looked around the room, and could not see a thing, because all of the stuff that was there normally was hidden by the darkness of the room. Sighing constantly, she rested her head on the bare chest of her former friend and future husband, Brett Morris. They may have been friends for a long time, but now they were lovers and soon to be husband and wife. She loved him now, but if you told her that her friend was going to be her future husband, she would have said that you were nuts. He went to Iraq when he was fresh out of college, and Mickie moved in with her then boyfriend, Jason Miller.
Was that a mistake in a life time.
With Jason, things were going good for a while, then out of nowhere, he changed. Mickie didn't know what happened, but he changed. She didn't say anything, but his actions with and about his new attitude left marks on her. Literally. He began to beat her, abuse her sexually, and she didn't know what she was going to do, because she couldn't leave him for two reasons. One, she had nowhere to go, and two, she was frightened to do so, because he might kill her if she does or tries to leave.
As Mickie thought about Jason, she broke away from Brett, and fell asleep, falling right back into a frightening memory...
Mickie couldn't sleep. It was still early, and their room was fairly lit due to the moonlight filtering in the room from an adjacent window from their bed. She felt Jason's hand on her thigh, and she moved it away. As she did, she noticed that there was something written on it. Upon further inspection, she noticed that it was a number, and their was a girl's name written on his hand as well, just above the number.
'This son of a bitch.' Mickie thought, roughly brushing his hand away. That was enough of a motion to stir him out of his sleep.
"What in the fuck is your problem?" Jason asked.
"Who in the hell is Mandy!" Mickie shrieked.
"None of your damn business, that's who." Jason said, trying to go back to sleep, but of course, Mickie just had to press him. She knew that he was cheating on her, that was obvious, but him beating her was the way that Jason kept her in line. She really had enough with him, and he had to go.
"What, beating me and having sex with me isn't enough for you?" Mickie said full of spite.
Jason sat up, and slapped her across the face. Mickie, stunned from the slap, tried to get away from him, but Jason was faster, and pinned her arms above her head.
"Now we are going to have some fun." Jason said with a sick smile on his face. Mickie spat in his face in an effort to get him to stop. He wiped his face with a laugh, and in one swift motion, he exposed himself to her, and ripped off her underwear quickly. She began to thrash about, and scream and yell in an effort to get him to stop, that didn't work so she just stopped and began to whimper.
"Yeah, bitch, you better keep your mouth shut as I do what I want to do to you." Jason said. Mickie just closed her eyes, and then the sharp pain entered her. That was the worst and most indescribable feeling in her life.
Mickie felt her eyes shoot open, and look around trying to take in her surroundings. The minute that she looked around, she saw that she was sleeping against Brett's bare chest. Then she remembered that Jason is in jail, and she is here with her fiancee. The same man who literally beat him within an inch of his life. Mickie felt herself snuggling closer to him, and falling asleep once again, knowing that she was probably going to have another terrible dream once again...
Brett shut the door to his bathroom after washing his hands, and returned to his bedroom. He looked at Mickie's peaceful sleeping figure, and smiled as he laid beside her. He pulled her close, and went to sleep. He was perfectly content with spending the rest of the night like this, unless of course nature called again.
A small moan caused him to bolt straight up. He looked over at Mickie, and saw her turning in her sleep, her peaceful expression replaced with one of terror. Brett contemplated waking her up just to stop her nightmare, or whatever she was having. He decided against it, and just continued to watch her.
"Jason, stop it, please!" Mickie screamed in her sleep. She began to thrash about, clawing at the air as if she was fighting her ex boyfriend.
"Mickie? Brett said softly, reaching out to touch her on the shoulder, but she flinched away at the touch. When she started to thrash about uncontrollably, that is when he decided to step in and wake her up.
"Mickie! Wake up!" Brett said, starting to shake her in an attempt to make her stop the nightmare that she was having. When she did wake up, she saw that she was back in their bedroom, and Jason was not there. But her long time friend and future husband in Brett was. Mickie just threw her arms around him, and began to cry very intensely.
"It was a nightmare when I was with him." Mickie cried. "I never want to go back to that life again. Please don't make me go back to that life. I'll die if I have to!"
"I will never lay a hand on you in a physical way." Brett said. Mickie sighed in a calming way. She just rested her head on her shoulder. Brett just rocked her back and forth until she fell asleep quietly.
Brett just laid there, watching her sleep peacefully. He knew that he protected her in the past, and with Jason in jail for a long time, this seemed like it was going to be a great life for them. In the back of his mind, he knew that Jason was going to get out eventually. If it really came to it, he was going to be ready for him, if he tried something.
Brett sighed as Mickie pulled herself closer to him. He smiled as he rested her head on his shoulder and smiled in her sleep, signaling that she was having a good dream.
"Yeah, Brett, do it like that..." Mickie said in her sleep. Brett had to stifle a laugh, and he turned to fall asleep, with the girl of his dreams in his arms.
AN: Well, after that nightmare that she had, I figured that the chapter had to end on a sweet and funny note at least. Well, this story has only four more chapters to go, so be on the look out for them, and thanks for reading!
