Blood Will Tell

Chapter 1

Before I begin I would like to give a warning to those under the age of 18!! This story will have graphic sexual content and this will be the first and only warning so contiue with caution!! Please enjoy, if any one other than me actually reads this lol:)

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My life was never meant to turn out like this. I didn't think I would get my happily ever after nor did I think it would be because of him. Oh god him. With his bright blue eyes and soft blonde hair, I never thought I could have landed someone like him. My Mitchell. Mitchell, Mitchell, Mitchell. Saying his name over and over again in my head gives me chills

A year ago today if you would have told me that I would find my soul mate meer inches from death on my door step I would have laughed in your face and called you crazy.

Except thats exactly what happened. It was raining that day and continously into the night. I'm the kind of girl who doesn't mind the rain. In fact I love the rain and the way the sky darkens its serene to me to be honest. It had started to thunder and there were a few lighting strikes across the yard that I saw when I looked outside my kitchen window. Me a 26 year old childs therapist who technically speaking is still working on my last and final degree before I am officially "out of school" so to speak but I've been working at my new firm for a year.

I love helping people and children and teens most specifically. I think most of it has to do with the fact that as a child I had to deal with a lot of trauma and being able to help someone else through pain is the only thing I could ever want.

That night I had gotten out of the shower around 9 pm. I was in my bed room, looking at the full length mirror hanging on my closet door. I looked at reflection, wrapped in a towel with wet brown hair falling just below breasts. My blue eyes looked myself over and then dropped the towel. I have always kind of hated my body but the more I just looked at myself I started to like it a bit more. I had nice boobs 36 C cups, my body was in a slight hour glass figure and my legs and butt, after getting back into running, looked great in my opinion.

I've been with a few men in my time and not to sound cocky but they have all told me that I have an amazing body and they all definintly showed their opinions through sex.

I love sex. And thats just it. I always knew I was going to love sex and when I finally lost my virginity it was even better than I could have imagined. The feeling of another body over powering me and the way two people can give into eachother turns me on so much. Plus the actual feeling of sex, the pumping in and out and different paces and different rythms just, omg, its pure bliss.

I snapped my head out such thoughts and started to get dressed. I put on some underwear, thrifted basketball shorts and a tank top. I had been craving sex and it had been almost 6 months since I last had an action. The last time I had some was with a one night stand and then after that I moved states and became too busy to do anything more.

I walked into the living room and sat on the couch. I was just about to turn on the tv when I heard a lump at my door. It was 10 pm and I wondered who could possibly be at my door right now. I sat on my couch for a minute thinking maybe it was just thunder but then a lounder bang came and this time I got up to see what it was. I looked the peep hole in my door and didn't see anything. I backed up confused before looking again.

This time I saw a leg. At the bottom of my steps. I quickly opened the door and a body collapsed at my feet. His face was bloodied and he was clutching his side. Blood ran over his hand and he was soaking wet.