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Analia Rayne ||

How'd I get so lucky?

I didn't think I could ever get this.

I scratch his back as he lays on my stomach, soundly asleep.

I go to his forearm tracing his beautiful tattoos.

I forget he has them sometimes. Maybe I should get one.

I'm honestly in shock right now. I have been for the hour I've been awake.

He didn't judge me.

He didn't think I was crazy.

He didn't treat me like a broken object. He treated me like I mattered.

I think that's why I'm falling so hard for this man.

It kind of scares me but I wouldn't think twice about him being it for me. He just won't ever know how hard I truly am falling for him. Not yet at least.

I've been laying in bed not moving a single muscle. Today is the big day.

Today I start work officially.

Meaning I kill someone today, but for a good reason of course. But I'm still killing them.

It really hasn't hit me yet that I'll be killing someone.

Everyone has taken it differently every time it's happened to them. So I don't really know how to react when it happens to me. I just have to wait and see.

Ryder's told me multiple times during the night not to overreact but I can't seem to shake the idea.

I look over to the phone on my dresser, pressing it with my finger.

5:30 A.M.

Maybe I should go back to sleep. Work doesn't start for another 3 hours and sleep would be necessary.

I relax putting my head back and closing my eyes. I don't realize then that my eyes are heavy and tired. My body should greatly appreciate this.

My hands tangle in this hair as my body goes soundly to sleep.

~~

1 hour later.

No.

His hands pressured against my wrists keeping them up above my head.

I can't move. His grip is too hard to shake out of.

Where's Ryder?

I scream so loud because I can't let this happen again to me. I cant. I won't allow myself to go through this again.

But a hand meets my mouth covering it, muffling my screams.

Tears start pooling in my eyes.

It's gonna happen again.

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