You Are Mine

Chapter 10: "You're so fucking beautiful when you fall apart."

Smut.

We've been driving for hours, and I find it difficult to stay awake the entire time. I'm not sure what it is about long car rides that makes me feel completely drained. Im not even sure how colson has managed to drive this long without a single yawn. No indication at all that he might be even just a little tired.

Colson says the plan is to cross over into Mexico, lay low for awhile, and then we keep moving further south. I didn't ask why Mexico, I didn't ask a whole lot of questions at all. If he says it's a good plan, I'm going to trust him and do what he says because I have zero experience in fleeing the country while being the main star of a nation wide man hunt. Something tells me this isn't the first time he'd been on the run like this.

"Need to find a place to crash for the night." Colson interrupts my thoughts. "Cross the border tomorrow."

I nod. "Okay. Where do we stop?"

He looks around as he drives. "No hotels, motels, anything like that. They're gonna be on the look out for me."

"Not me?" I ask as he pulls down a residential road.

"Not you pretty girl, they still haven't mentioned anything about you on the news." He shakes his head. "That doctor was corrupt as fuck, your files are probably hidden or non existent so he could get away with all the shit he did to you."

"So, it's like I don't exist?" I ask.

Colson pulls the car over, he's lined up with five other parked cars so we blend in pretty well. "You're my secret for now. My special girl." Colson caresses my face with one hand. "You know that right, flower? That you're my special girl."

I lean into his touch. "Yes, Daddy."

"My best girl." He praises and pulls me closer, pressing a warm slow kiss to my lips. A flush of heat scorches through my body, making me shift in my seat.

He pulls away from the kiss and our foreheads press together. "I have to see which place is right for us tonight. Do you want to help, or wait in the car? It seems whenever I leave you by yourself you get lost in that head of yours."

Just the mention of me waiting in the car without him puts an anxious pit in my stomach. I can feel the negative voices clawing at the opportunity to surface again. I'd rather watch colson do the most unspeakable acts than sit alone in this car and face my own demons.

"I want to come with you." I say and hold onto his hand. "I don't like being alone."

"Then I'll take you everywhere I go, Flower."

The neighborhood we've parked in isn't too closely packed. The houses have decent sized yards, there's wooded areas, it's not overly crowded. Colson informs me this is good, the more distance between the houses the less likely screams will be heard. We talk about this subject as if it's a normal couples topic while strolling through the neighborhood. Of course for us, I'm discovering this is our normal, and that should be a big flashing warning sign for me.

Fuck those red flags.

"Let's check this one." Colson gestures to the large blue house.

It's a two story house, with a two car garage. The landscaping is perfect, I'm sure they have a gardener that costs a pretty penny. When we peek into a nearby window, the first thing I notice is a couple cuddling on the couch. They look relaxed, comfortable in each other's embrace.

"Two?" I ask and scan around for anyone else.

Colson points to the right. "More than that."

I see a baby play pen set up to the right of the couch. No child in sight, no doubt they'd already been put to bed. This changes, well, everything. It changes everything for me at least. I get nauseous and immediately know I cannot do this. More importantly can he do this? Would colson hurt a baby? Surely even the devil draws a line somewhere.