The Chains: Temptations

31 - Truth

ATTENTION: long chapter ahead!

Also a PSA! I will be changing "Madelyn's"(the FMC) into the name into "Mara". Simply because I don't like the name Madelyn anymore and it doesn't fit the story. And to note that the previous chapters have been altered, so RIP Mads x

MARA

They both glance at me without an utter. "Please answer me." My eyes felt as they increased in bulk of how quick worry had flushed my face.

I kept frantically switching my view to each man in the room, why weren't they answering me?
I scanned both of their obscured faces. Doug and Nico both had gave me no indication of what their thought may be.

"Mara." Nico steps forward over to me on the bed. I had just realised where I was. In his bedroom, again.

"Where is he, Nico?!" I panicked, throwing my hands in the air.

He's found me again. What was I supposed to do? Sit on my butt and wait for him to drag me back there? No.

I just got there a few months ago. I've just started my life again.

Nico didn't give me my answer I was hoping for, instead he gave me a stupid question. "Who is, he?" I know he was eager to know everything and I'm not ready for that all to unfold.

"Don't act a fool. You know well who I'm talking about!" I quickly resorted to, I studied his face and it was just concerned. I've always seen him as nonchalant.

Then the thought rushed to me... I'll have to pack my things immediately!

I try to get off the bed and walk through the door but a strong force stops me. "Stop it!" I grow anxious of the thought of Marcus touching me again. It felt like the world was crashing down on me.

I tried and tried to remove myself but I struggled against Nico's strength.

With one swift of Nico head, Doug leaves the room.

Nico's focus is back onto me. I squirm in his grip, "you have to let go of me." I express with exhaust.

"Please, please, please!" I feel it coming back to me as I weeped and shoved at him to take his hands off my own.

This man was like a terrible rock.

The world was closing in on me. I couldn't hear my thoughts just the blood around a heart pumping.

I felt my chest raise up and down, it wasn't too long for me to have the next symptoms of a panic attack charging at me.

I wrinkled my forehead, the sweat trickled out as I got lost in his eyes, trying to throw my innocence at the big man.

I could stare at those for days. They revealed his real feelings even if he didn't want to verbalise them to me.

To others he's known as a cruel, cold, killer but to me he was tough but sweet.

I didn't even notice that Nico had brought my inhaler up to my mouth and pumped three times. "Only if you tell who he is and why you're acting like this." He calmly exhaled, his cool minty breath washed over me.