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CHAPTER 2 – 'Needing You'
Cold. That's all she could feel. She was scared and hurting. The bruises on her body were getting bigger and become even more painful than the beatings themselves. She had tried to hide the pain but she couldn't, she was tired and the one thing – the one person – she needed more than anything wasn't there. God if she could just see his face – hear his voice even – she could last. But he wasn't there. But he would be. She knew deep down that he wouldn't stop till he found her and that's why she did everything she could to hold on. Because she knew him. He was still the same stubborn-ass, caring and funny guy she married... ...and then divorced. God! Divorce. That was a word that cut through her heart like a knife! A stupid fight! That's why they divorced but that wasn't the hard part. No! The hard part was her first night alone. She had no one to cuddle into in bed, no one to dry her tears, nothing. She wanted that to change. She wanted to have someone to come home with, someone to hold her when she cries, and someone to make her laugh. She wanted to be Mrs. Frankie Ellroy-Kilmer. She wanted him.
Loud banging foot steps brought her out of her thoughts (like she could stop thinking of him anyway!). The door flew open and in walked someone she hadn't seen before, but then again they all just came in, beat her and left. This guy was twice her size and had tattoos all over his arms. He started walking towards her.
"Please don't!"
"Don't what? Huh?" He pinned her to the wall her.
"Don't hurt me, please"
"Oh don't worry I won't hurt. In fact we should both enjoy this!"
"No please don't... ...you don't understand!"
She tried to push him away but it didn't help she wasn't as strong as she normally is. He pushed her into the wall and then everything went black.
When she woke up she felt sick and like she couldn't move. She knew what had happened and that just mad it worse.
"John I need you please hurry!"
She said it in a low whisper and then curled up into ball. Hoping, knowing that he would come to her and keep her safe. It was the only thing she could hang on to. She closed her eyes. Not to sleep, but to imagine him – holding her - telling her everything would be ok. That it wasn't her fault. That he's not going to let her go – That he'll be there forever.
Short but emotional! Please R&R