The Before and After Project (An Emblem3 Fanfiction)

Chapter 26

Gabby’s POV:

“You little bitch!” the man snarled and before I could stop it his hand flew to my cheek, his nails scraping along my skin and no doubt cutting into it. I whimpered, I was never good with handling pain and just the feeling of his nails ripping at my skin made me want to throw up. I gulped down the pain and the nausea, looking at him with anger flaring in my eyes.

“What do you want from me?!” I hissed, his steely blue eyes staring straight back into mine.

“I just want a little fun tonight” he purred trailing his hand up my arm slowly and tauntingly.

I sat bolt upright wanting the dream to end and the feeling of his skin making contact with mine to be forever erased from my memory. It took me a moment for my eyes to adjust to the darkness but all I could tell was that I wasn’t in my own room and I had no recollection whatsoever of how I managed to get here. Even though in the back of my mind I figured Wes would’ve taken me back to his place, it was still overwhelming after everything that had happened knowing that I only had a vague idea of where I was waking up.

Tears began to trickle down my cheeks before I had the chance to stop them, tonight had been so much worse than I had expected and after everything all I wanted was to curl up in someone’s arms and just forget it ever happened. Unfortunately for my sake the memories were etched into my brain and had no intention of leaving anytime soon.

It was like everything came crashing down on me at once causing sobs to rack through my body. I tried to stifle them so that I wouldn’t wake anyone up, yet that only resulted in me hiccupping. It wasn’t the prettiest sight and I was terribly grateful that it was dark. Not that I’d be looking at myself but so that if anyone did manage to walk in they wouldn’t be able to see my puffy red eyes and tear streaked face.

I didn’t want to be crying right now and it was taking everything I had in me to try and calm myself down. Lucky I was trying because a second later the door flung open. Due to the darkness all I could see was a silhouette but even from just that I knew it was Wes.

“Did I wake you?” I croaked, mentally cursing my voice for sounding like I had been crying. It’s not that I wanted to hide it I just wasn’t one of those people that liked sharing my problems with other people. Plus some of the things bothering me were about him and that may get slightly awkward…

“I was already awake” he murmured and I could hear his footsteps coming closer. Before I knew it he was sitting down on the bed next to me. “You know you can talk to me right?” It was like he could read my mind right now and that was slightly unnerving. He placed his hand gently on my knee causing me to suck in my breath sharply.

The feeling he gave me with just a simple touch drove me crazy. How was it possible for one person to make you feel that way?! He must’ve felt it too by the way he gingerly took it off of me and settled instead on grabbing me by the waist and lifting me so that I was positioned between his legs, him with his back against the wall and his arms wrapped around me.

I could hardly breathe let alone think of a reply. The only thing that slipped out of my mouth was a high-pitched squeak as the rush of adrenaline and spark shot through me. He chuckled and pulled me even closer so that he could rest his chin on my shoulder. Yup okay I didn’t even know how to breathe anymore, it was like some alien thing to me now.

“Baby please” he pleaded, his breath on my ear causing me to shiver violently.

“I just…I had this dream about that guy again, but it wasn’t really a dream it was more like a memory and I just want the feeling to go away, the violated feeling I have in the pit of my stomach to just leave forever! And then there’s the fact that I miss my dad like crazy. This is the longest I’ve gone without seeing him but whenever I call and ask if I can go see him he says I should be focusing on school right now instead of him and it drives me crazy knowing he’s putting me before his recovery!” I cried, trying to keep my voice low so that I wouldn’t wake anymore people up. “And then there’s you…I don’t even know what’s happening between us anymore” I added feeling his grip around my waist tighten as he squeezed me gently.