Truth Out Of Darkness
Chapter 30
Brady leapt out of bed, nearly squashing Shawn in the process and raced into Belle's room. He took it all in in a second.
The room was pure chaos. John and Marlena were trying to wake Chloe and Belle hung back in a corner, distraught. She cried from sheer helplessness, of watching her best friend in such pain and not able to help. Brady was relieved when Shawn went to comfort her; right now he needed to focus on Chloe.
She was in a ball on the floor crying inconsolably. She had stopped screaming, but it was no relief to Brady. He could take her screams, born from fear, horror. It was her sobs, her cries born from heartbreak, despair, sadness, that killed him.
Every choking sob, every halting cry ripped through his heart. Their connection flared between them - the strongest it had ever been. He actually felt her pain, for her cries spoke directly to his soul. They spoke of pain, grief, rejection, abandonment, of innocence lost.
He heard it all as her soul spoke openly to him; emotions unleashed for the first time ever. He heard it and felt it. His missing half - his soulmate was in pain and calling out for him.
So he answered.
John and Marlena were unsuccessfully trying to wake Chloe. Marlena made mental note of the words she whispered in between her heartrending cries.
"No......don't....please.....don't.
Father."
The last word heard only by Marlena who quickly covered her shock under a mask of calm professionalism.
"We need to calm her. She could injure herself in this state." As if to prove Marlena's point, Chloe spasmed and jerked her head back, hitting it on Belle's dresser. The blow didn't even faze her.
"John, restrain her. I'm going to get a sedative."
"No." Brady answered, his voice surreally distant.
"I want to try."
He got down on the floor in front of her. He wrapped his arms and legs around her in an all encompassing, comforting embrace. His touch immediately had a calming effect on Chloe as she buried her face in the crook of his neck. She shivered and shook and sobbed against Brady. He felt the hot tears running down his bare chest.
He held her tightly to him and just loved her. He loved her with everthing he had; and with every ounce of strength he projected that love to her. If he could feel her pain, then maybe she could feel his love, his warmth, his strength. He opened his soul to her, and told her with his emotions what he'd been too afraid to say with words.
Time passed and he continued to hold her closely. Her cries quieted to silent sobs. He stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head.
"Chloe," he called out to her.
"It's okay. You're safe now. I'm here for you. I will always be here for you. No one is ever going to hurt you again."
"Brady?" she asked, her voice small and weak.
"Yes, it's me." he answered. She looked up at him, confusion in her wide eyes. She was awake.
Marlena was stunned, albeit pleased at the turn of events. According to Craig, they had never been able to wake her before. She made note that it was Brady who was responsible. {He may be instrumental in uncovering the source of her trauma and in the recovery process.}
Marlena gave Chloe a sedative, and Brady placed her back in bed. He lay down beside her and gathered her in his arms. Chloe lay her head on his chest and listened to his strong heartbeat, wrapped up in his warm arms.
She soon drifted off to peaceful sleep. She was back in her country meadow, safe and happy.
Chapter 30
Brady leapt out of bed, nearly squashing Shawn in the process and raced into Belle's room. He took it all in in a second.
The room was pure chaos. John and Marlena were trying to wake Chloe and Belle hung back in a corner, distraught. She cried from sheer helplessness, of watching her best friend in such pain and not able to help. Brady was relieved when Shawn went to comfort her; right now he needed to focus on Chloe.
She was in a ball on the floor crying inconsolably. She had stopped screaming, but it was no relief to Brady. He could take her screams, born from fear, horror. It was her sobs, her cries born from heartbreak, despair, sadness, that killed him.
Every choking sob, every halting cry ripped through his heart. Their connection flared between them - the strongest it had ever been. He actually felt her pain, for her cries spoke directly to his soul. They spoke of pain, grief, rejection, abandonment, of innocence lost.
He heard it all as her soul spoke openly to him; emotions unleashed for the first time ever. He heard it and felt it. His missing half - his soulmate was in pain and calling out for him.
So he answered.
John and Marlena were unsuccessfully trying to wake Chloe. Marlena made mental note of the words she whispered in between her heartrending cries.
"No......don't....please.....don't.
Father."
The last word heard only by Marlena who quickly covered her shock under a mask of calm professionalism.
"We need to calm her. She could injure herself in this state." As if to prove Marlena's point, Chloe spasmed and jerked her head back, hitting it on Belle's dresser. The blow didn't even faze her.
"John, restrain her. I'm going to get a sedative."
"No." Brady answered, his voice surreally distant.
"I want to try."
He got down on the floor in front of her. He wrapped his arms and legs around her in an all encompassing, comforting embrace. His touch immediately had a calming effect on Chloe as she buried her face in the crook of his neck. She shivered and shook and sobbed against Brady. He felt the hot tears running down his bare chest.
He held her tightly to him and just loved her. He loved her with everthing he had; and with every ounce of strength he projected that love to her. If he could feel her pain, then maybe she could feel his love, his warmth, his strength. He opened his soul to her, and told her with his emotions what he'd been too afraid to say with words.
Time passed and he continued to hold her closely. Her cries quieted to silent sobs. He stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head.
"Chloe," he called out to her.
"It's okay. You're safe now. I'm here for you. I will always be here for you. No one is ever going to hurt you again."
"Brady?" she asked, her voice small and weak.
"Yes, it's me." he answered. She looked up at him, confusion in her wide eyes. She was awake.
Marlena was stunned, albeit pleased at the turn of events. According to Craig, they had never been able to wake her before. She made note that it was Brady who was responsible. {He may be instrumental in uncovering the source of her trauma and in the recovery process.}
Marlena gave Chloe a sedative, and Brady placed her back in bed. He lay down beside her and gathered her in his arms. Chloe lay her head on his chest and listened to his strong heartbeat, wrapped up in his warm arms.
She soon drifted off to peaceful sleep. She was back in her country meadow, safe and happy.