~4~ (unedited)

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Primarosa Dozorov's P.O.V

I woke up in someone's arms. Their arm was wrapped around my stomach and holding me closer to their chest.

Oh right. Alek.

He took me home last night. Because I got sick. Fuck my immune system.

I felt his hot breaths on my shoulder. It made my skin tingle and shivers run down my spine.

I hated being touched.

Especially by men.

Alek was a very nice guy, but I have no reason to trust him yet.

There's is no reason not to as well.

I don't want to risk it.

Remember, what happened last time? The voice in my head reminded me.

You lost everything. An unborn child even. You don't know the extent of the side effects of the medicines either. It continued.

It was right. I lost a lot, and now I don't even know what experiments he did on me or the others.

I just got injected and tortured. With the occasional sexual assault and rape.

I am making this sound so normal.

I heard a low groan against my shoulder. "Rosa." He whispered against my skin. His voice was hoarse and deeper.

"Let go of me," I told him as calmly as I could. He groaned again and reached out to adjust me.

He made me turn. Then reached out with his hand to bury my face in his chest.

"Just go to sleep, darling." He whispered and huddled closer to me. I wanted to fucking kill him. I don't want him this close to me.

It feels unusual. Unbearable but nice. I want to lean into his touch, but my mind won't allow me.

The tears slowly started welling up. The feeling of being touched by all those motherfuckers, started coming back. The pain, the marriage, the injections, all are coming back.

"A-Alek. P-please l-l-et g-go." I begged. He moved. Then I found myself staring back at his familiar hazel eyes.

His jet black hair fell to his face. Messy but nice looking.

"Rosa?" He spoke in a tone of disbelief. "Why are you crying?" He asked and looked almost terrified. "Stop, crying darling. Please." He pleaded with a hint of guilt.

The tears started running down my face faster. He looked like he was in a corner.

"I-I. calm down! I will let you go. Ok?" He hesitated and nervously got off the bed. "I am sorry. Please, forgive me. I shouldn't have gotten so close." He apologized and took a few steps away from the bed.

My mind felt blank. I slowly got my knees to my chest and hugged them tightly. I rocked myself back and force.

"C-calm. D-down." I tried soothing myself like I always did there. There.

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