Chapter 12

CPOV

Anastasia falls to the ground. I drop to my knees beside her. She gone pale and her breathing isn't right. Fuck she's having a panic attack... because of me. "Anastasia you need to take deep breaths" she ignores me. "Anastasia you need to ground yourself" fuck should I call mother.. "Ana focus on 5 things you can see" I hope this work or I'll call her "tell me what you can see Ana" she starts to breath a little slower. Why did you react like that grey look what you've done to the poor girl. "Chair" Ana whispers. I really hope this works. "Coffee table" she takes a deep breath in and holds her breath "fire place" she exhales and her breathing is slowing down "rug" she looks at me but she's still not right "one more thing baby" she looks deep into my eyes like she can see my soul "Christian" as my name falls off her lips she sits up and hugs her knees into her chest. I sit next to her. "Anastasia, I'm sorry" i place my arm around her "I'm so sorry Anastasia I wasn't there to protect you, I am now. Nothing or no one will ever hurt you again" I place a kiss on her forehead. I really hope she can forgive me and hopefully trust me. She places her head on my shoulder. She smells like apples, it takes me back to my childhood playing in granny and grandpas garden. She yawns "are you tired Ana?" She nods her head. "Do you want me to take you home now?" I don't want her to leave, it feels so right her being here with me. "No Christian, not yet I don't want to be alone"

A sigh of relief leaves my lips. "Christian you scared me" sadness feels my chest "I'm sorry for being a dick, I don't mean to scare you. I want to help you get the justice you deserve Ana" I pull her in closer. "Last time I saw him" she takes a deep breath "he told me he'd kill me if I tell anyone" that fucking little prick. I'm so angry with him.. "Ana have you had any help from anyone about this?" "You mean like therapy?" She looks up at me and as our eyes meet she quickly drops her head again. "Yes Ana, have you had any therapy?" She shakes her head to tell me no. No wonder she's having these nightmares. My sweet Ana. "I know a good doctor if you'd let me arrange an appointment for you" she must say yes to this, she needs so much help and it's the help I can't give her. She fidgets with her hands "when you said you want me to get the justice I deserve what did you mean" oh Grey she's not Gunna be happy with this... I run my hand through my hair "you should go to the police, I will represent you and be by your side the whole way" she lets out a big sigh and stands up. She starts to pace around the room. "So you want me to relive the whole thing, look what scars he's left behind already" with that she lifts up her t-shirt and shows me her side. There's what I think are burns going from the bottom of her ribs down to her hip. Tears fill my eyes, who'd do this to my sweet Ana. "Ana I know it's scary but you can't let this fucker ruin the rest of your life" i stand up and go towards ana, I reach out to touch the scars but she pulls away. "Don't touch them, please. I'm ashamed to let you see me like this" she covers her face with her hands. I move closer to her and pull her hands away from her face. "You are beautiful Anastasia" I tuck a lose strand of hair behind her ear. She looks up into my eyes and kisses me. She took me by surprise but I kiss her back. There's so much passion in this kiss. I can tell she wants me, I want her too. Fuck grey you can't. She moves her hands into my hair and tugs at it slightly. Fuck this turns me on so much. "Ana I want you" I murmur as my tongue invades her mouth.

Grey you need to control yourself.. what about your past. As these thoughts go through my head I pull away from Anastasia's soft lips. She looks at me as if she's been hurt. "Ana I'm sorry, I can't" she shrugges her shoulders and walks to the window. "Ana it's my past, I need to tell you about it" I walk to where she is and place my hand on her shoulder to turn her around.

APOV

Christian looks at me eyes wide. "Please let me explain my past to you" what about his past.. he's confusing me. Does he want me or not. It's simple. "What is it now Christian?" I take a step away from him. "I'm not the man you think I am" he runs his hand through his hair. "Enlighten me then Christian, you can't keep playing these games with me" he starts to pace back and forth. I stand in front of him and hold him by the shoulders to stop him walking around. Looking into his big grey eyes "please just tell me, how bad can it be" he looks deep into my soul then takes me by the hand and heads towards the stairs. He walks a little fast and I struggle to keep up. "Christian you're walking to fast" I yell at him with frustration. He walks a little slower up the stairs and turns right when at the top. we reach the third door in the corridor and he stops dead still.

"Anastasia, what's behind this door" he pauses and looks as if he just wants to run and hide. "What's behind this door is something I'm not proud of" he looks at his feet and sighs.

"Nothing will scare me away, I'm strong then i look, please just show me" he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a key. "Please remember I'm trying not to be this person ana. I don't want this anymore but I can't help it" he turns the key and pushes the door open.

We step in and the rooms dark. He flicks the light switch.

I gasp at what I see.