A Soulmate's Love

Chapter 85 - Secret Lattes

TW: Short dream of rape

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He had found me.

I hadn't seen it coming.

Was I dying?

He was going to kill me.

I couldn't breathe, couldn't move, couldn't stop him.

"What's the problem, sweetheart? Am I hurting you?" He drawled as I sobbed, and I was thrashing but none of my limbs were moving and I was screaming but no sound was coming out and he was on top of me.

"You're not escaping this time, oh, I'm never letting you go."

I was dying.

Maybe I was already dead.

My name was being chanted again and again, louder and louder, but it sounded foreign from his mouth.

"Althea,"

"Althea Jane,"

"ALTHEA."

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I gasped as I awoke, struggling to take in enough oxygen. My vision was littered with white spots, and for a few moments, I thought I had died. Had he killed me? I hoped so. If it meant I never had to relive that or see him again, I was ok with the idea.

"It's ok, love, you're here, you're at Hogwarts, he can't touch you."

And all of a sudden, I was alive again.

I turned to face him, and my inability to breathe out of pure fear turned into staggered breaths, and as the seconds passed and George continued whispering assurances, the oxygen thinned and I could finally attempt to breathe.

I was here.

George was here.

I was alive.

"I'm ok." I sighed, holding my head in my hands and trying to erase the images of my dream and past experiences. I was ok. I was going to be ok. I just needed some coffee, or maybe some diet coke. Yeah, I think I needed diet coke. Oh, and some true crime would be great. "I'm ok, I just need-" I stuttered, my breaths still ragged and uneven.

"What do you need, darling? Anything. Say the word." George asked, not touching me - which I appreciated - but still being close enough to shield me from the outside world. I was safe if he was beside me. He wouldn't let anything happen. I was ok.

"Diet coke. A lot of it." I mumbled, brushing tired hands through my hair.

I started to get up when he stopped me, "I'll get it for you, love. Stay in bed."

I really wanted to stay in bed.

But I have a cause, and I should probably stick to it, "I'm independent, I can do it." I muttered with the blankets bunched up around me, not very determined.

"Not today." He whispered, kissing my temple as I nodded.

Just for today, though.

When he left, I charmed the door to have three more locks than it had before and put a spell over it to prevent the simple 'alohamora' spell to be used. I knew that Aaron wasn't a wizard, but look at Charles.

Wow.

I haven't thought about that boy in a while.

I wonder how he- Actually, never mind. George took care of him, so I don't need to think about him anymore.