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CHAPTER 10

The room was silent. I couldn't speak, I couldn't move. All I could hear was the sound of my heart breaking. All I felt was fear rising in my chest.

"Aw, Nora, don't look so depressed. I mean from the looks of things we had a pretty good time last night." A wicked smirk appeared across his face as his hand slid over me.

"We didn't have anything!" I screamed as I jumped from the bed and out of his reach. I made a break for the door. Within half a second a familiar searing pain shot through my ankle, causing me to drop to the floor. The same pain I'd felt with my short-lived broken ankle.

Patch watched on from the bed before sighing and getting up. He tugged on his the faded jeans and walked over to me.

"Need a hand?" he asked as his hand brushed over my arm.

If I'd ignored the threatening undertone in his voice the gesture would've have been sweet. But it wasn't. It's not him, it's not him, it's not him. I felt his hands pull me up, one under each arm.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" I screamed. I secretly hoped it was loud enough to attract Rixon's attention but I doubted it.

"Fine," Patch said, dropping me to the floor.

"Ouch," I cried in pain. My entire side was now throbbing uncontrollably from where it had hit the hardwood floor.

"You were the one who didn't want to be touched, I was just doing as you asked" he said, a false mask of innocence covering his face. "So," he said looking around the cabin, "I brought here did I?"

I sat without a sound, not wanting to give him any sort of answer. I glared up at him and was greeted by dark eyes. He took one more look around the room and then it clicked.

"Ah, so if we're here, then that means that I left you with Rixon. Tell me, how is Rixon? Drunk, probably." Patch smiled to himself. "I should've thought of it earlier. Of course I would've left you with him." He paused thoughtfully, "doesn't matter though, the point is that we're here now."

He knelt next to me and smiled in a way that made my skin crawl. It was hard to believe how much the effect of his smile had changed. Last night that smile had warmed my heart, this morning it terrified me.

"So now we're finally together, what do want to do?" He asked with mock excitement. I sat, unmoving. "No ideas? That's okay, I've got one you're really going to like." My eyes flittered over to the bed as an indescribable amount of panic overwhelmed me.

"Oh no, not that Nora." He said following me eye line to the bed that we'd held each other in last night. "Although if you're up for round two, I'm sure I could oblige." His hand went to touch me again but I scuttled backwards to avoid it.

"I said it before, and I'll say it again: don't touch me." I said in a low voice, annunciating each word.

"Fine." He said as he raised his hands in a surrender pose. "Luckily my idea doesn't need touching," a slight relieve flowed through me. Patch left my side and searched around the bed. On it, under it, around it.

"Wh-what are you doing?" I stammered.

"Ah-ha! Got it!" He raised the phone he'd found underneath his t-shirt. "I just thought I'd give Dabria a ring. She's probably worried about me, I just want to check in, bring her up to speed. Maybe even invite her over." The smirk he'd worn the entire morning widened.

"Please don't!" My mind was screaming, all I could do was beg. "Please Patch, I know you're in there," Patch walked over to me and I thought for a fleeting second that my pleas might actually be working. "Patch, please, Don't do-"

I was cut off by Patch's hand as he held it over my mouth, blocking the words trying to escape from my lips. He flipped open the phone in his hand and dialled. I could hear the small ringing sounds from the phone as Patch waited for Dabria to pick up. The ringing ended and a muffled "Hello," came from the phone.

"Hey, babe. It's me. I've got a surprise for you, I think your gonna love it." He looked into my eyes as he spoke. "How long will it take you to get to my old place near Rix's?"

There was more muffled noise from the phone before Patch spoke again, "forty-five minutes? Perfect." With those last words Patch slammed the phone shut and smiled at me. "I think she's really gonna like her surprise."