“She was in an accident.” The woman tells him as I start to sway but am pulled into a body to rest against. “I think she has a concussion. Do you know her?”
“She’s my girlfriend.” He tells her, adamantly, but the voice feels wrong. Maybe I am just concussed and can’t think straight.
“Okay.” The woman hesitates as she says the words. As if she’s unsure of him.
“I’ve got her from here. I’ll make sure she goes to the hospital.” I feel a slight tug on my wrist.
“Come on.” The voice says into my ear as all I can do is blink, completely dazed. It feels weird even while I’m in it. Like a black out drunk.
I feel myself as I trip over my own feet and start to tumble forward, but the voice grabs ahold of me and rights me again. “Where are we going?” I ask him.
“We need to make sure to get you checked out.”
“The hospital?”
“Yeah…” He pushes me up into a SUV and slides in behind me. For some reason him agreeing doesn’t seem to ease my thoughts.
?
I giggle as he kisses the side of my neck. Hearing the slight rumble of his growl as his hand skates up my inner thigh and I giggle again, biting onto my lip as I watch the third eye tattoo on his hand come closer to the source of the throbbing that I want it to stop.
“Baby Girl,” He whispers into my ear as he skims my clit, and my body starts to react to him.
“Nightmare.” Is all it takes to break our kiss, our intimate moment. Pulling away, I look over at Ro who is smirking at me, and I feel torn between the two.
His hands are no longer on me as he pulls away and smiles at me again. “It’s okay.” He whispers.
“But…” I trail, not being able to express exactly how it is I’m feeling, how I feel so conflicted, like I’m being torn in half. Like I’m being forced to choose between the two.
“Sadie,” He whispers to me as he pushes a lock of hair back behind my ear. “It’s okay. You can’t let yourself be stuck, spinning mud up behind you, for the rest of your life. I loved you so much, but Baby Girl you’ve got to move on. You have to fulfill your promise you made to me. You have to live your life.”
“But I don’t want you to think…”
“I know you love me. You don’t have to stop loving me to move on with your life. To let yourself love again.” His eyes are so dark as he looks down at me. “Remember the good things and the good times. Tell him about the great memories you have of me, but don’t force yourself to be miserable.”
“Nightmare?” Ro calls out for me again, and I sigh, looking back at him for a moment before he nods his head again.
“It’s time, Baby Girl.” Leaning in, he presses a kiss to my lips as I feel the tears sliding down my cheek. “Goodbye.” My chest aches as he gets up from the bed and leaves the room. I continue to sit, watching him leave as I’m left, somehow, with a mix of grief yet also relief.
Turning I look at Ro, who nods his head for me to come towards him. I can feel his arms wrapping around me as he pulls me into him tightly and lets me cry into his chest. “It’s okay Sadie, I’ve got you.”
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“Get out!” I’m shoved awake and pushed to the side. “I want you to watch this.” Is snapped out at me as my eyes flutter open.
“What?” I ask him.
“You are watching this.” He tells me again, pulling me from the truck.
As soon as I’m out of the door I double over, and I throw up in the dirt. There’s screaming in the background, the voice sounds familiar, but I can’t really seem to place it, either.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” The voice says. Someone else screams something about a ‘goddamn concussion.’ “Get up.” The voice pulls me up and drags me behind him until I’m standing next to him. Not sure really where I am, or who everyone is surrounding me.
“Nightmare…” The name or the voice puts me at ease, but I’m not really sure which one or why. “Don’t… don’t watch.” His voice lowers as he finishes. His eyes pleading with me.
“If she doesn’t fucking watch, she’ll pay even worse than she already will.”
“I’m going to fucking kill you.” The soothing voice says.
