hurricane between

seventeen

                      Christin pov
         
          I was already going crazy. I was feeling the nuts in my head loosing gradually. I sat on the couch with arms folded across my chest  waiting for Dean to come back.
       I heard a slight crack of the back door and I I'mmediately went there knowing it was Dean.
       "Do you think am some slut or what do you think" I said almost grinding my teeth.
       " Look Christin I've settled it already. You are my wife and you are too old to please him anyway.  Annabel is better off". He said walking away from my side.
         I was relaxed now, I couldn't imagine myself in bed with that thing. He looked so pale, hair scattered and unkept covering almost half of his face. Ughhh.... I shook my head at the sight of him flashing in my head. Dean was a bit better I could still manage him although he was getting old .
       Dean sat at the kitchen table with a cup of liquor in front of him.
      Something isn't right here.
      "Is anything the Matter" I asked
     " I think we might be in deep trouble if Annabel don't come back in The next three days".
     

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                    Annabel POV
      
         I think I've hidden this truth about my life to myself for so long. I needed to open up to someone, maybe they could understand.
      Maybe they won't judge me.
      And that was my biggest fear, that they would say I enjoyed whatever i was going through . That I gave myself to it . That I could have done something to help myself. It all sucks in my tiny head.
        And here I was breaking down in front of one certain stranger that I don't know how he was going to react to what I just told him.
        But you know what, I don't really care, at that moment all I wanted to do was to unmute my voice.
       Ronald rested his hands on my hair as he stroke it backwards kneeling in front of me. I held on to his shirt I know I might have squeezed it but it really didn't matter now . I rested my head on his shoulder still sobbing before another word escape my mouth.   
      "I never did them willingly, I promise I........................"
      " Calm down Annabel" he said softly. I bet I haven't heard him talk so softly before. I felt so comfortable around him not wanting to let go and forgetting that I was laying vulnerably in front of my  kidnapper. The leader to be precise.

     "This the worst trauma of my life " and when he didn't say anything for a while I raised my head " I know it not easy to relate if you haven't been there".
       " Trust me I do even though I haven't been there ". He hesitated for a while like he was holding himself back from saying something then he finally said " my mum went through this fate before she died".
        I felt like I didn't here him properly .
        So there was an emotional deep bitter story behind this dangerous kidnapper here?. I guess everybody has a story behind whatever they do.
       " Am so sorry your mum isn't here anymore" I manage to say
        He stood up from his knees and walked towards the window staring outside."she had to force herself to sleep with different men to help Carter for my brother and I after the death of my father, no one in my family was ready to help her even some of my...................my ... uncle's slept with her before giving her money".
       From the tone of his voice I could see that he was fighting hard to control the tears forming in his eyes .
       "Life  isn't fair sometimes" . I said unconsciously looking at the floor like I was looking for something .
        "Please i don't want to go back to those people they've ruined my life enough I don't mind dying here than for me to be raped to death. I said with tears all over my face , he looked at me I'mmediately coming to me as he used his tumbs to clean the uncontrollably tears dripping from my eyes .
      " I give you my word that they will surely pay for whatever they've done to you". He kept quiet for a moment then continued, "  I was not able to fight for my mum and if I don't fight for you she wouldn't be happy and I will hate myself for the rest of my life knowing that I had the opportunity to help".
     And the moment he finished those lines the door swung open. Derick was standing at the door with a huge frown on his face .