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Sometimes she simply wants to hook our pinkies together again.
Sometimes she wants me to touch her arm.
Earlier when she woke briefly, she let me gently sweep the blonde strands that were plastered to her cheek with sweat back off her face.
I never knew I had such fucking patience in me, but I realize now that for Zoe, I’d change the skin covering my bones if that’s what she wanted.
I can tell you, it’s a weird fucking thing to feel.
Propping myself up on my elbow, I study my princess in the soft daylight filtering through from the edges of the blinds.
Her skin has a little more color in it now that Alana and I have managed to get her hydrated and get some nutritional food into her, but it’s not enough to fill out her cheeks yet. I will make it my mission to plump up her skin again, even if I have to cook the food myself.
Actually, scratch that.
I’m not the best cook. I’ll make sure the Cruz Cunts prepare a smorgasbord for her every fucking day if that’s what it takes.
Shifting carefully so I don’t disturb her, I gently peel back the sheet covering her to reveal her torso and the tops of her thighs.
My t-shirt she’s been living in has ridden up a little to show the lilac triangle of the panties she’s wearing, and I can’t help it, I think ofhimthere.
Gunner.
Zoe spoke of him raping her while searing the brand from his beard ring on her shoulder blade.
I can barely let myself imagine it, yet even when I fight it, images engulf my mind, tormenting me with her cries for help, her begs for him to stop, as he holds her pressed to his bed like she described.
Heslid his cock intomyprincess.
Hetook something that she wasn’t willing to give.
Heinflicted pain that she didn’t welcome.
Hefucking touched what’smine.
My top lip starts fucking twitching with the snarl that wants to rip from me but I hold it in. I’m bottling all that shit up, because his day is coming, and I’m going to unleash fucking Armageddon on him, not for me, but for my princess.
Zoe.
Eddie fucking Gunn, watch your back. I’m fucking coming for you.
Zoe
For the first time in months, I don’t feel scared or confused as I wake up. I know exactly where I am, just like I recognize the snores coming from the man next to me. The one who made me a pinky-promise, something I never thought I’d see him do.
I try to ignore the ache in my heart as I lazily stretch my limbs. But it’s no use, there’s no ignoring the heaviness I carry with me. I know it’s something I have to learn to cope with eventually, I’d just hoped for… I don’t know. A reprieve? More time?
Gah, even an eternity wouldn’t be enough, that much I know. But what I don’t know is how to navigate everything. I’ve spent so long treading the treacherous waters of the men who have laid claim to me.
First, it was Gray when he took me from my home and forced me to come here and live with him at the Kings’ clubhouse. A place I, against all odds, started to think of as home, and with a man that I’ve come to love so deeply.
Then Gunner ripped all that away from me, but not in one swoop. Oh, no. That wouldn’t be his style. He may not have intended to force me out of my new home and into Dirty Diamonds, a place I had nightmares about. But it happened whether that’s what he wanted or not.
And then… just as I got comfortable there, he had me delivered to him and the Reapers. A place that truly taught me what nightmares are made of.
But now, when my thoughts are clear and I know I’m safe, what’s left? I feel like a broken husk of my former self. No, that’s not entirely correct. Now that the dust has settled, and I have time to really think and breathe… who am I?
Should I go back to fighting Gray at every turn? Should I submit to him like I did to Gunner? I don’t know the right answer because I’m having trouble understanding what I truly want.
