Master Please

Chaper 15

I'm not to sure when I fell asleep but one thing for sure  is I didn't wake up at the same place . I looked around taking in my surroundings . Im amazed by the high-ceiling and the brick built walls even tho it was beautiful the room was very cavernous. But this is what to expect from a very mysterious man.

Collins is laying beside me peacefully . as soon as my eyes made contact with his face. They were fixated, Nothing else mattered. I felt so overwhelmed and full with emotions. Everything in my bones is urging me to touch his face. Just so I could remove the little stray hair from his forehead.

I'm so hypnotized by him I'm not paying attention to my hands.  I find my self moving his stray hair away I didn't stop there before I knew it I was caressing his soft skin.

Collins jerked his body ." Ethan?

I tensed immediately when i heard him whisper in his sleep.

I removed the covers from my body and sat up right, i looked at him in confusion. Ethan? Who is Ethan?" And what on earth is he talking about. "Collins?" I say his name as if it's a question.

He tensed at my voice, then started speaking in a jumbled  English. Tone. " I Said Stop! We Can't!"

He sat straight up in bed. I watch him closely I couldn't tell if he was awake or asleep.

"Collins!?" I say again but this time i Instinctively, touched him and soon regretted it.

With a curse, he grabbed me and pulled  me off the bed I start fighting him

"Collins!"I shriek as his two strong hands squeezes my lil arm to death, His eyes were wild as hell  he pushes me down onto the mattress then pins me down

"I TOLD YOU THIS WOULD HAPPEN !" he snarled.

"Collins ," I gasped as his grip on me tightened . I  tried to make him let go . "It's me, Skyler!"

"Skyler?" he repeated, both of his eye brows  furrows drawing them  together. a look of puzzlement and confusion crossed his face as he focused on my face. he pulled back from me and he sat on the edge of the bed his back facing me He then lifts his hands and stares at them as if they were foreign objects like he'd never seen then before.

Everything remained silent.He looked at me . "Did I hurt you?"

"No, I'm fine. Are you all right?"

He didn't move. Nor did he speak

"Collins ?" I reached for him. You would think I would've learned my lesson from the first time.

He pulled away from me as if i was poisonous. "I'm fine."

I could tell he was lying. But I knew better than to push him he's very unpredictable. I know He's capable of more than he is showing . I also know I'm trying his patience.

causing him to do things out of character, like the day of the charity event, the restaurant, all of it makes sense  but one thing  why me?. why is this man obsessed with me. The better question is why am I also obsessed. He makes my mind race with questions. But I can't make the full connection anymore everything is jumbled. it's like I have dislexia. I never thought about profiling cause I know I can never do it again. But he makes me think it's possible. Maybe the doctors were wrong. Maybe my head trauma isn't  the end.

I remember the day it was taken from me, the blow to the head but I know deep down it was taken from me way before that. The months I spent in That basement being tortured.

I can feel my heart rate speeding up as my thoughts take me deeper and deeper into my past. I shook the thought away and turn my focus back on Collins.