Finding and Changing Emily

Chapter 6: Emily

When he looked at me, I couldn't help it. My heart rate quickened and he knew it was from fear. His eyes were blood shot and he had fangs. I reached out and touched his face. Slowly, his fangs went back into his mouth.
"I don't want you to be afraid but, you should be aware of the danger that I have. I promise not to hurt you. I'm going to protect you. Don't be afraid." He pleaded.
He wanted me to understand him. The danger that he held to me yet, he also wanted me to stay.
"I'm not afraid." I told him.
He put his hand on my back and I jumped. I immediately was embarrassed.
"That wasn't because of what you are, that was because I haven't been touched nicely before."
He nodded and pulled me into the bed. Once under the covers, he pulled me into his arms.
"You need rest." He whispered.
I knew he was right but, I was worried. What if he decided he didn't want me anymore.
"Are you doing to disappear?" I whispered.
Smiling he said, "No, I'll be here. That is, if you still want me to be?"
I nodded and relaxed into him. He began to rub my back lightly. He was a bit colder than I was but, I enjoyed it.
"Can I ask you one more question before I go to sleep?"
He seemed to think about it and then replied. "You can ask me anything."
"All those books in the library, did you write them all?"
He laughed quietly, shaking the bed. "Almost all of them. When you have unlimited time and money on your hands you can do anything."
Wow! These people were amazing. I began to feel sleep pulling me in and as Daniel began to rub my back I fell asleep.
I was being hit by my dad. Jordan stood above me with his pants down, ready to rape me.
"Emily!" A voice called. It belonged to neither Jordan or my dad.
"Emily, sweetheart, wake up".
I awoke and there was Daniel, holding me. Tears once again fell and I clung to him.
"Shh, it was just a dream. Your okay, I'll protect you."
I knew he would and I stopped crying. I looked up at him and he smiled.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked.
I nodded and began. "My dad and Jordan were there. My dad was holding me down and was beating me. Jordan was the boy my father paid to "date" me. He was going to touch me." I whispered the last part.
I felt him tense and his hold on me tightened.
"He hired a person to touch you?" He said threw clenched teeth.
"Yea, I hope you won't think of me differently. I'm not a slut but I am no longer pure. I was forced to do it. I'm broken."
I had never told anyone this. Not that I had ever had anyone to tell but in my heart I knew that if the opportunity came I would never tell anyone for the fear of judgement.
"Emily, I want you to promise me something. If I ever do something that you don't like, you tell me at once." He commanded.
I touched his face. "Are you angry with me?"
He looked appalled that I asked that. "No how could I be? Did you ask for this to happen to you?"
"No, but Daniel I'm no longer pure. Don't you understand that." I said.
"Look at me." He whispered. "You are not broken. It doesn't matter to me that you aren't a pure woman because to me, you are. I don't think your a slut and I know that your not broken. Your perfect just the way you are."
He didn't understand. Maybe if I told him the whole story, he would see me for what I really was. Could I muster up the courage it would take? He was so tense right now and I knew it was from anger. I drifted off to sleep worrying about his reaction tomorrow when I told him the rest.