The droplets from the window glistened like jewels. The birds flew
over the open clear sky without a care in the world. It was later in the
evening. The sun was slowly falling down to hide behind the clouds like a
shy face. The sounds of peaceful slumber were heard throughout the room.
She slept and slept. And after that she slept some more. He was worried at
first but decided that maybe she just needed rest. Her chest rose and fell
with exhaustion. Every now and then her eye lids would flutter, but
helplessly she'd fall back into a deep slumber. He had no idea of what she
went through. All he knew was that Sam would never hurt her again. He would
never have the chance to lay his hands on Nora's face again. Sam was a
coward a pitiful coward. He couldn't wait to break his face for what he had
done. He was probably out looking for her. He could protect her from
anything that would come her way. He stood there leaning on the doorframe
watching her sleep. He had taken her off the couch and put her on the bed.
He remembered how hurt he felt when he saw her laying on his doorstep
scared and soaked with rain. She must've had to really fight to get away.
Sam was no obstacle he couldn't overcome. Her hair flew all over his
pillow. He had changed her into some of his clothes, just an oversized
shirt. She looked happy and safe. He had looked at her bruises while she
slept quietly. He bandaged her cuts and made her as comfortable as he
could. She began to moan and turn a little. Then a lot. Maybe it was a
nightmare he thought. She began to look as though she were trying to wake
from a dream. He went to the bathroom to get her some water, but he
returned to find Nora broken out into a cold sweat. Her lips parted as to
say something. Troy wondered if maybe he should wake her. Then she calmed
down and fell back asleep as if nothing had happened. Troy walked out the
room and closed the door. He walked down the hallway stepping quietly
making sure not to wake her.
The sun had completely fallen now, it was night. The moon cast its shadow over the sky and through Troy's window. He had dozed on the couch and hadn't heard the quiet footsteps from her. The stairs creaked slightly which startled her at first. She remembered waking up and not knowing where exactly she was, until she smelled his cologne. She found that her body was wrapped in it. It was all over his sheets and the smell eradicated the pillow. It was in her hair, and she enjoyed it immensely. She knew it was Troy's bed that she had slept in. Her feet slowly made their way down the cold staircase into the living room where the couch remained occupied by him. She knelt down to the couch to watch him sleep. He was so handsome, she slowly took her hand and moved the piece of hair hanging over his eye and kissed his closed eye. His eye lids slowly fluttered open. He found himself staring into two big beautiful brown eyes. Her lips slowly formed into a warm smile. His heart had stopped for a moment. She would never know what it meant for her to just be there at that very second. She hadn't spoken a word to him. He examined every part of her face with love. She looked content.
T: Nora.. she cut him off.
N: Troy, I'm starving.
T: (confused) Nora I think we should talk about why you were on my doorstep. And why you have all those bruises. (pointing to her face).
Nora got up to pace uncomfortable with the questions he asked her.
T: (sadly, getting up and walking up to her) Nora what happened? Please tell me. Did he hurt you? I already know the answer. Please, just tell me what happened.
She began to cry uncontrollably. She thought that maybe, just maybe, she could escape last night. But she knew Troy would ask questions, she just didn't know how to tell him. Troy watched as her body shook and trembled with sadness. He walked up and held her as tight as he could. She collapsed in his arms. Troy sat on the floor with Nora in his arms rocking her. He had never seen her filled with so much hurt. He'd kill Sam for this he thought. Sam's day was coming and it was soon. At that very moment nothing in the world could pull Nora from him. He was now her protection. It had taken them so much to get where they were, and no one would take that away, not Sam, and not anyone. She continued to cry not ever stopping. He pulled her hair from her face, and kept rocking her. He knew that it would take a lot for her to tell him what really happened. He had rocked her to sleep, again. He picked her up and took her to his bed again. She was wiped out from crying so much. He remembered that she said she was starving. A smile spread across his face. She was always hungry. Nora Buchanan was always hungry. He knew just what she would want once she awakened.
Her body, her mind, and her soul were exhausted. Her stomach growled with hunger pains. She yawned and looked at the clock. It was 9:30, she had slept so long. Then that wonderful smell came into her nose. His cologne. She loved his smell. The window was open, letting the night air blow in, swiftly. It blew the sheets off her legs and wrapped it self through her hair. She felt free. She was at last in her lover's bed, but not with him. She got up wondering where he had gone off to. The light under the door lead her through the dark room. As she came down the stairs she could smell something really great. Her stomach growled terribly while her mouth watered. A smile danced at the corners of her lips. The smell intensified as she walked forward. The smell poured from the kitchen and played in her stomach. Once again her stomach growled with hunger. She emerged into the kitchen to find him standing over a stove looking so very handsome. Him. Troy McIver. He turned around with a hot pot in his hands, nearly startled to death.
T: (startled) Nora! You really should not do that. I hate to be startled.
She smiled at him. He had finally noticed her long slender legs which were far from shunning themselves from his eyesight. He looked at her from head to toe. She looked absolutely beautiful in his shirt which was definitely to large for her.
N: (laughing) I am so sorry, I have never seen your face that scared. (laughing even harder this time)
T: (putting the pot down and coming towards her) O, really! So you think that was really funny, huh.
N: (laughing harder) huh, huh.
T: Well, I think someone needs to be taught a lesson.
Troy grabbed her by the wrists and began tickling her. Nora squirmed trying to get away, but she was laughing so hard she couldn't concentrate.
N:( trying desperately to get away)..Troy stop (laugh).stop (laughing harder) Ok uncle!!
T: (victorious) That's what I thought couldn't hold out any longer could you? (Laughing)
N: (too out of breath to argue) .You've won this round!! But beware, I'll come back and get you again.!!
Troy broke into roaring laugh.
T: So you hungry?
N: Are you nuts, of course I'm hungry. What are we having, that smells so delicious?
T: Well, you are going to love this. (Bringing a spoon to her mouth) Here taste it.
N: .mmmmmh! It's delicious! What is it?
T: It's my famous pasta sauce. We're having spaghetti and meatballs. You need food, Nora. I mean real food, something to get your strength up. You've been sleeping so much today.
N: I know. But now I'm up to enjoy this wonderful dinner you've cooked. So are we going to eat or stand here and look at it all night.
T: (laughing).Ok, but how about you go get comfortable on the couch in front of the fireplace and relax, and I'll bring it to you.
N: OK! That sounds wonderful. You know how to treat a woman.
Both of them broke into a friendly laugh.
Few hours later Troy and Nora had found themselves just sitting in front of the fire relaxing and talking. Troy wanted to ask her why she hid last night from him. But he didn't want to push, so he kept the conversation calm and gentle. He watched her talk and her hands move through her hair as she made funny gestures. He became entangled in her eyes. He focused on a piece of hair which had fallen over eye. She never noticed the way he started at her. She remained focused on her story of her crazy client she once had. He watched her talk and laugh. He didn't hear a word she spoke, his eyes were too filled with her beauty to actually realize she still talking. He rested his head on his arm just watching her every move. Then she stopped and looked at him. He wondered what was the matter.
N: Well, what do you think?
T: Oh, I'm what did you say?
N: ( a little annoyed) Troy haven't you been listening to a word I'ved said?
T: ( Not knowing what to say) . Um of course, and I think you did the right thing.
She looked at him as if she were to kill him.
N: Troy, I have told you my whole story and you didn't hear a word.
T: No, Nora, and I am very sorry. Very sorry.
N: (feeling slightly hurt) O, well I'm sorry if I'ved bored you. (getting up from the couch) I'll just turn in if you don't mind.
T: (jumping up) Nora please, forgive me. I wasn't trying to ignore you. Ironically I was occupied by your beauty.
N: ( flattered) Troy don't make excuses for your rudeness. (turning to leave)
T: (grabbing her wrist) Wait Nora.
Before he could finish, Nora had snatched her wrist out of his hand and cried out in pain.
T: (surprised) Nora, I'm sorry did I hurt you?
Nora turned her back to him unable to face him.
N: I'm sorry, it not you. Can we just forget about it please, I'm really tired.
T: (watching her) Nora, what did he do?
N: (avoiding his eyes) Nothing, ok. Look, Troy I'm tired so can we just go to bed?
T: Nora please don't lie to me. Why won't you just tell me?
N: (ashamed) Please, I'm begging you to drop it.
T: Nora what is wrong with your wrists? Why did you cry out in pain when I grabbed them?
N: (looking away) Nothing is wrong, ok. T: .Nora, please.
N: (cutting him off) Troy please.. Just drop it.
A single tear fell from her eyes as she walked away. His eyes followed her until she became out of sight. Something had happened and he wanted to know. He looked around the house making sure everything was secure before walking upstairs. He flipped off the lights in the hallway. As he walked passed the bathroom he could hear the quiet sobs. It was her. She was crying as thou she had lost something dear to her. She cried painfully and continually. He decided to leave the door, and to let her have her privacy. As he walked toward the bedroom Nora's cries could be heard throughout the house. He laid his head down on his pillow thinking of her and how she must be feeling. Not knowing what will happen next. He wished he could take her pain away. But he knew that only time could heal her. He dosed off to silent to music of the nightly crickets.
Nora had finally come out of the bathroom. Her nose red and her eyes puffy. Everything was quiet. He must be sleep she thought. She walked to the guest bedroom and opened the door to find the bed filled with Troy. She was confused at first but remembered that she had been asleep in his peace- filled bed all day. He must have secretly knew she would want his bed. She quietly closed the door and walked down the dark hallway to her room. She laid her head down on the pillow to sleep, but found herself restless. She tossed and turned until she gave up and laid there thinking about the night before. She should have never opened the bathroom door, she thought. She thought back to the moment he had tricked her into believing that he wouldn't hurt her again. He had beat her like he had never beat her before. His power over her always was so strong. He was sometimes merciless in bed. He had turned into a ravenous monster. Nora had shivers up her back every time she thought about him. She was afraid of him, like no other man. She would never tell a soul what happened in that house, not even Troy. It could mean her freedom, literally. She finally dozed into sleep, thinking of Troy and how loving he was.
Although, all was quiet she didn't know there was man sitting outside watching Troy's house. Footsteps crept the floor. He walked quietly as to not wake her. She was so beautiful as she slept he thought. Troy bent down and gave her a kiss on the forehead. She looked alive and beautiful, but he never knew she was slowly dying a horrible death.
To Be Continued
The sun had completely fallen now, it was night. The moon cast its shadow over the sky and through Troy's window. He had dozed on the couch and hadn't heard the quiet footsteps from her. The stairs creaked slightly which startled her at first. She remembered waking up and not knowing where exactly she was, until she smelled his cologne. She found that her body was wrapped in it. It was all over his sheets and the smell eradicated the pillow. It was in her hair, and she enjoyed it immensely. She knew it was Troy's bed that she had slept in. Her feet slowly made their way down the cold staircase into the living room where the couch remained occupied by him. She knelt down to the couch to watch him sleep. He was so handsome, she slowly took her hand and moved the piece of hair hanging over his eye and kissed his closed eye. His eye lids slowly fluttered open. He found himself staring into two big beautiful brown eyes. Her lips slowly formed into a warm smile. His heart had stopped for a moment. She would never know what it meant for her to just be there at that very second. She hadn't spoken a word to him. He examined every part of her face with love. She looked content.
T: Nora.. she cut him off.
N: Troy, I'm starving.
T: (confused) Nora I think we should talk about why you were on my doorstep. And why you have all those bruises. (pointing to her face).
Nora got up to pace uncomfortable with the questions he asked her.
T: (sadly, getting up and walking up to her) Nora what happened? Please tell me. Did he hurt you? I already know the answer. Please, just tell me what happened.
She began to cry uncontrollably. She thought that maybe, just maybe, she could escape last night. But she knew Troy would ask questions, she just didn't know how to tell him. Troy watched as her body shook and trembled with sadness. He walked up and held her as tight as he could. She collapsed in his arms. Troy sat on the floor with Nora in his arms rocking her. He had never seen her filled with so much hurt. He'd kill Sam for this he thought. Sam's day was coming and it was soon. At that very moment nothing in the world could pull Nora from him. He was now her protection. It had taken them so much to get where they were, and no one would take that away, not Sam, and not anyone. She continued to cry not ever stopping. He pulled her hair from her face, and kept rocking her. He knew that it would take a lot for her to tell him what really happened. He had rocked her to sleep, again. He picked her up and took her to his bed again. She was wiped out from crying so much. He remembered that she said she was starving. A smile spread across his face. She was always hungry. Nora Buchanan was always hungry. He knew just what she would want once she awakened.
Her body, her mind, and her soul were exhausted. Her stomach growled with hunger pains. She yawned and looked at the clock. It was 9:30, she had slept so long. Then that wonderful smell came into her nose. His cologne. She loved his smell. The window was open, letting the night air blow in, swiftly. It blew the sheets off her legs and wrapped it self through her hair. She felt free. She was at last in her lover's bed, but not with him. She got up wondering where he had gone off to. The light under the door lead her through the dark room. As she came down the stairs she could smell something really great. Her stomach growled terribly while her mouth watered. A smile danced at the corners of her lips. The smell intensified as she walked forward. The smell poured from the kitchen and played in her stomach. Once again her stomach growled with hunger. She emerged into the kitchen to find him standing over a stove looking so very handsome. Him. Troy McIver. He turned around with a hot pot in his hands, nearly startled to death.
T: (startled) Nora! You really should not do that. I hate to be startled.
She smiled at him. He had finally noticed her long slender legs which were far from shunning themselves from his eyesight. He looked at her from head to toe. She looked absolutely beautiful in his shirt which was definitely to large for her.
N: (laughing) I am so sorry, I have never seen your face that scared. (laughing even harder this time)
T: (putting the pot down and coming towards her) O, really! So you think that was really funny, huh.
N: (laughing harder) huh, huh.
T: Well, I think someone needs to be taught a lesson.
Troy grabbed her by the wrists and began tickling her. Nora squirmed trying to get away, but she was laughing so hard she couldn't concentrate.
N:( trying desperately to get away)..Troy stop (laugh).stop (laughing harder) Ok uncle!!
T: (victorious) That's what I thought couldn't hold out any longer could you? (Laughing)
N: (too out of breath to argue) .You've won this round!! But beware, I'll come back and get you again.!!
Troy broke into roaring laugh.
T: So you hungry?
N: Are you nuts, of course I'm hungry. What are we having, that smells so delicious?
T: Well, you are going to love this. (Bringing a spoon to her mouth) Here taste it.
N: .mmmmmh! It's delicious! What is it?
T: It's my famous pasta sauce. We're having spaghetti and meatballs. You need food, Nora. I mean real food, something to get your strength up. You've been sleeping so much today.
N: I know. But now I'm up to enjoy this wonderful dinner you've cooked. So are we going to eat or stand here and look at it all night.
T: (laughing).Ok, but how about you go get comfortable on the couch in front of the fireplace and relax, and I'll bring it to you.
N: OK! That sounds wonderful. You know how to treat a woman.
Both of them broke into a friendly laugh.
Few hours later Troy and Nora had found themselves just sitting in front of the fire relaxing and talking. Troy wanted to ask her why she hid last night from him. But he didn't want to push, so he kept the conversation calm and gentle. He watched her talk and her hands move through her hair as she made funny gestures. He became entangled in her eyes. He focused on a piece of hair which had fallen over eye. She never noticed the way he started at her. She remained focused on her story of her crazy client she once had. He watched her talk and laugh. He didn't hear a word she spoke, his eyes were too filled with her beauty to actually realize she still talking. He rested his head on his arm just watching her every move. Then she stopped and looked at him. He wondered what was the matter.
N: Well, what do you think?
T: Oh, I'm what did you say?
N: ( a little annoyed) Troy haven't you been listening to a word I'ved said?
T: ( Not knowing what to say) . Um of course, and I think you did the right thing.
She looked at him as if she were to kill him.
N: Troy, I have told you my whole story and you didn't hear a word.
T: No, Nora, and I am very sorry. Very sorry.
N: (feeling slightly hurt) O, well I'm sorry if I'ved bored you. (getting up from the couch) I'll just turn in if you don't mind.
T: (jumping up) Nora please, forgive me. I wasn't trying to ignore you. Ironically I was occupied by your beauty.
N: ( flattered) Troy don't make excuses for your rudeness. (turning to leave)
T: (grabbing her wrist) Wait Nora.
Before he could finish, Nora had snatched her wrist out of his hand and cried out in pain.
T: (surprised) Nora, I'm sorry did I hurt you?
Nora turned her back to him unable to face him.
N: I'm sorry, it not you. Can we just forget about it please, I'm really tired.
T: (watching her) Nora, what did he do?
N: (avoiding his eyes) Nothing, ok. Look, Troy I'm tired so can we just go to bed?
T: Nora please don't lie to me. Why won't you just tell me?
N: (ashamed) Please, I'm begging you to drop it.
T: Nora what is wrong with your wrists? Why did you cry out in pain when I grabbed them?
N: (looking away) Nothing is wrong, ok. T: .Nora, please.
N: (cutting him off) Troy please.. Just drop it.
A single tear fell from her eyes as she walked away. His eyes followed her until she became out of sight. Something had happened and he wanted to know. He looked around the house making sure everything was secure before walking upstairs. He flipped off the lights in the hallway. As he walked passed the bathroom he could hear the quiet sobs. It was her. She was crying as thou she had lost something dear to her. She cried painfully and continually. He decided to leave the door, and to let her have her privacy. As he walked toward the bedroom Nora's cries could be heard throughout the house. He laid his head down on his pillow thinking of her and how she must be feeling. Not knowing what will happen next. He wished he could take her pain away. But he knew that only time could heal her. He dosed off to silent to music of the nightly crickets.
Nora had finally come out of the bathroom. Her nose red and her eyes puffy. Everything was quiet. He must be sleep she thought. She walked to the guest bedroom and opened the door to find the bed filled with Troy. She was confused at first but remembered that she had been asleep in his peace- filled bed all day. He must have secretly knew she would want his bed. She quietly closed the door and walked down the dark hallway to her room. She laid her head down on the pillow to sleep, but found herself restless. She tossed and turned until she gave up and laid there thinking about the night before. She should have never opened the bathroom door, she thought. She thought back to the moment he had tricked her into believing that he wouldn't hurt her again. He had beat her like he had never beat her before. His power over her always was so strong. He was sometimes merciless in bed. He had turned into a ravenous monster. Nora had shivers up her back every time she thought about him. She was afraid of him, like no other man. She would never tell a soul what happened in that house, not even Troy. It could mean her freedom, literally. She finally dozed into sleep, thinking of Troy and how loving he was.
Although, all was quiet she didn't know there was man sitting outside watching Troy's house. Footsteps crept the floor. He walked quietly as to not wake her. She was so beautiful as she slept he thought. Troy bent down and gave her a kiss on the forehead. She looked alive and beautiful, but he never knew she was slowly dying a horrible death.
To Be Continued