Dominating Secrets [BDSM]DISCONTINUED

CHAPT3R TH3NTY TWO

so i really tired not to update today but hey... i like you guys to much. anywho enjoy. comment and vote.

I race back to Matthews place, packing a small suit case. I don't need much. I just need to be able to move quickly. Before coming here I took all the money out my savings account. It's not much but it'll last me until I can find a new job in a new place a long way from here. I don't want to leave Matthew without saying goodbye but it would hurt too much to let him go. I could always call Paul after I moved away. He would be mad but he wouldn't try to stop me. He knows my father.

With the last item packed. I zip up the suit case placing it by the door. I can't leave without saying nothing. I just can't. I open his dresser draw to find a note card and a pen. I won't tell him where I'm going but I'll tell him how much I love him and how much it pains me to go. Once done I find myself reading it over and over again. It's just not enough. It's not fair! My sniffles become faint sobs and I hug the letter to my chest. But I can't stay with him. If I do my father will come after me at any means. Even if it means hurting the one person I love the most. There's a faint outside the door and seconds later Matthew barges in. He looks slightly worried and agitated. When his eyes find mine he visibly relaxes.

"Baby, I told you I would pick you up...." he realizes I'm crying ad his face hardens. He eyes the suit case that fell over when he walked it. His eyes widen.

"You're leaving?" His voice hoarse and whisper like.

"I half to" sniff.

"Is it because of this morning when I kissed you?" I shake my head sniping my nose with the back of my hand.

"I don't understand what I did wrong" nothing! He walks closer squatting down to look at me. He reaches up to touch my face and new set of tears stream down. I close my eyes turning my head away. This is pure pain. It's worse than the beating. My heart sinks further as I open my eyes to look at him. He looks so... hurt. It's not your fault!

"Just tell me so I can fix it, Please. I don't think I could lose you again."

"M-my... my...." it won't come out.

"Tell me" he pleads.

"My dad's here." His eyes flash to an emotion I've never seen but as quick it turns to anger. Pure rage. He draws his hand away standing to his feet. He starts to pace the room pinching the bridge of his nose, his eyes closed. I think he's trying to calm himself down. He stops abruptly and turns to me. His eyes blazing with furry.

"Are you sure?"

I nod "he came into the book store. Told me he's been watching me. I can't escape him. So I'm running"

"I won't let you" he grounds out. I knew I should have left earlier. I don't want to fight with him before I go

"You don't get it. No matter how hard I run or how far I go he finds me. Its fate. I'm stuck to him. And if I get one step ahead of him he jumps five. He won't stop." I cry. There's not enough places to hide from him. But ill sure as hell run.

"What does he want from you?"

"What do you think he wants he's happiest when imp in pain. The scare on my hip is from him. When I told you I wasn't a virgin that wasn't necessarily true." I gulp fearing his reaction. He says nothing so I continue. "I was ten and like all nights he would come in my room. But this time he wanted to... I started to scream so he pulled the knife out. Like the smart man he is he cut me a place a teacher wouldn't see. There's was so much blood... I tried to but his hands... his hands were everywhere... no child should go through that, but I'm not a child anymore but just like when I was little I'm still his. He owns me. I've the stories and marks to prove it."