Kidnapper's Lover

Chapter Eight Shattered by a Broken Promise

That night I laid in my bed at the hospital and tried to get as much rest as I could knowing that tomorrow the doctors would let me return home with only minor injures that would heal up soon. I would finally go home to my actual bed and know that I would wake up in the same place again. No more abuse, no more fear, my nightmare will be over. I would still have to deal with the result of that nightmare though, with burns that would mark me forever.

I would say it would have to be around three in the morning when I awoke to a sudden movement. I felt a hand slam down on my mouth, which made me think I was having another nightmare. Unfortunately, it only seemed that I had awoken in that nightmare. I looked up to see Vincent's hand covering my mouth with his other hand over his lips telling me to be quite. It was dark in the room so I couldn't see much but I tried to make out as much as I could. I didn't understand how Vincent was able to get up from his bed knowing he just had surgery done and he was still on an oxygen machine. I could tell that he brought the machine with him but he was somewhat crouched over. He got closer to me and gazed within my eyes. He brought my wheelchair closer to him so that he could sit next to me.

"Hey sweetheart. I didn't mean to startle you, I just didn't want you to scream and wake up everyone else. I just want to talk to you," he said removing his hand.

"I thought I was having another bad dream, you scared me," I whispered.

He looked down shaking his head, "Sorry. So I've had something on my mind that I wanted to talk to you about since within a few days of knowing you."

"What is it?" I asked.

"Zoe, I know you may not see it in me, but I'm a good guy, or at least I can be. I know that I have done wrong in my life but I had reasons for it. I don't do anything without a reason. I kidnapped you for a reason, but I happened to consider you as someone close to me without a reason. That makes me confused and I don't understand how that happened. It wasn't supposed to happen in all honesty and I am just lost in how that is even possible."

"Well Vincent, that's just life. Everything happens for a reason but sometimes those reasons are better left unknown. I know that you are confused by that but, sometimes you just let things go and let them choose what happens and if it was meant to be it was meant to be. Maybe you thought you had a good reason for kidnapping me, but fate had a different idea in mind for you," I said reaching my hand out to him as I sign of comfort.

He grabbed my hand, holding it in his. "Zoe?"

"Yes Vincent?"

"How crazy would you think I would be if I asked you to stay with me?" he asked with a shaky voice.

"Stay with you?" I questioned with my eyes opening wider.

He nodded his head, still gazing at me.

"I don't know. I honestly don't know how I even feel about you. I don't know if I'm still scared of you, angry with you or..." I said, giving a sigh, "Or if maybe I see you as a friend as well, or even more."

His eyes widen as I said the last part and taking a deep breathe, "Do you have feeing for me Zoe?"

I shrugged, not really knowing what was going through my mind at the moment. He lowered his head, knowing that I wasn't sure if I felt that way about him.

"Okay. Okay, well I'm going to head back to my gurney. Sorry I awoke you. I'll see you tomorrow," he said as he got back up from my wheelchair, slowly walking away.

I didn't understand why Vincent became the way he did. He wasn't mean, but he was still intimidating. He had this glare in his eyes that reminded me of when we first met and a smile that never did show. I know he wanted me to stay with him but I just couldn't, especially knowing his reputation, he would want me to probably join him in his evil ways.