To the Moon and Stars

Don't

Aria's pov

*five years ago*

I woke up with cold sweats and shivers down my body. I had another nightmare. I quickly wrapped a blanket around my freezing body and walked to my parents room. "Mom" I paused and waited for a response. "Mommy". My mom stirred in her sleep but slowly opened her eyes. "What is it baby?" she asked sleepily. "I had a nightmare again." She looked at me with sympathy in her eyes. "Aw I'm sorry baby, come here."

I walked over to the empty spot where my dad normally sleeps. He was on a work trip again. I hugged her, still a little shaken up from my dream. She massaged her fingers through my hair and kissed me on the nose. "Everything is gonna be okay sweetie. I won't ever let anything happen to you" my mom said to me in a soft and soothing voice.

"I love you mom." I said drifting off to sleep.

"I love you to the moon and stars. Never forget that."

To the moon and stars. That's what I kept thinking as I was slowly drifting back to consciousness. I could feel my mom caressing my hair and holding me tight. I never wanted to let go. As I finally found the energy to open my eyes, I realized my surroundings. I realized it wasn't my mom. And I realized that I didn't feel so safe anymore. I was in the back of a random car with my hands tied behind my back and blood trickling down my face.

My eyes were blurry and I didn't exactly know what was happening, but I knew it wasn't good. My vision was sideways as I watched the passing cars and I suddenly became very aware that my head was laying on someones lap. I couldn't find the strength to turn around and see who it was, but deep down, I knew exactly who took me.

The soothing scratches through my hair quickly turned into a constant clawing that I couldn't stop. Scratch after scratch, I felt the panic within me grow and I felt like I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't talk. All I could do was sit there in silence feeling the anger inside of me rise and I let a single tear slip down my cheek. It wasn't a tear of sadness. It wasn't a tear of happiness. It wasn't even a tear of anger. I was crying because I knew that I had no control.

I couldn't get his disgusting hands off of my hair. I couldn't get out of the car and go home. I could never get my mom back. All I could do was sit there feeling completely and utterly worthless. I let myself drift asleep.

Jose's pov

Innocence. Something so pure, yet it can be taken so easily. As my hands stroked Arias hair, I felt that I had finally won. Looking down at her small and delicate figure, I realized just how vulnerable she was. A part of me wanted to protect her, but another part of me wanted to destroy her all at the same time.

Aria was the prettiest girl that I have ever seen. She had big green eyes that were absolutely mesmerizing. They have stood out to me since she was a child. She had a small nose and an almost kid-like face. Her lips were big and pink and her face was soft, yet sharp at the same time. Her eyelashes curved above her eyes and were long and thick. She had a small body, but her waist went inwards and she had beautiful curves.

She was gorgeous, but I knew our connection was more than that. Something in those eyes made it clear to me that we were meant to be. I always knew that we had something pulling us together, something that made me feel as if I needed her and I know deep down, she needed me.

I felt her shift in my legs and I looked down to see panic in her sweet and innocent eyes. "Don't worry gorgeous, we'll be home soon." And with that, I saw the panic grow. I smiled to myself as I looked out the window. She has no idea the power I hold over her.

Aria's pov

I woke up to sunlight gleaming in my eyes. Pain immediately rushed to my body. I didn't know how long I'd been asleep, or even where I was. All I knew was that this wasn't my bedroom, these weren't my clothes, and somebody took me. Then it all rushed back to me. The car chase, the wreck, the car ride back. Jose had taken me and I had no way out. I ran over to the bedroom door and tried to open it, but it was locked. I scanned the room for any way out, but it was no use. The windows had bars on them, the door was locked, and the walls were thick. That's when the panic started to sink in. The only thing I could do was scream.