Her Deadly Friends

Chapter 52

Danny Pov

"Dean don't do this to me. Please. I know what I said. I just wanted you to work on yourself. I didn't mean to push you away."

"It's not you, Danny. This is on me. It's my fault. The way you are with Kyle. The way you smile at him. You won't ever smile like that with me again and it's my fault."

I stepped to him. He stepped back. "Yes, I will, Dean. We just need time."

Tears were racing down my face now. I was sobbing like I was grieving a death.

"I agree. I need time, Danny. When I think about all I've put you through because of my weakness. My inability to control..." He cut himself off and took another step away from me.

I screamed at him. "Dean, we are married."

"I know that, Danny." The way he was speaking to me was killing me. He was distant. He was callous.

"I'm pregnant, Dean."

Me telling him that didn't have the effect that I thought it would have. He looked scared.

"Why are you looking like that, Dean? You wanted another baby, remember. I can't do this alone. I need you."

"Kyle will..."

"I don't want Klye, Dean. I want my husband."

I see that I wasn't getting through to him. He doesn't trust himself around me. He would rather leave than to hurt me again. I get it, but I can't help how I feel. I need him.

I see that I will have to approach this a different way.

"Dean, you once asked me how I see this playing out. Do you remember you said that to me when I hesitated to marry you. You said that you wouldn't let me leave you to find another man or have that man raising your children. Is that what you want? You want Kyleigh and me to find someone else. How do you see this playing out, Dean."

"Danny," he said, warning me.

I slowly walked towards him while he was distracted thinking about what I just said. Before he could process what I was doing, I jumped into his arms. I wrapped my arms and legs around him. I brought my lips to his ear. "I love you. I will always love only you. Don't do this. Come home to me and your daughter."

He tried to pry me off him, but I wouldn't let him.

"Danny. Fuck! I'm trying to fucking save you."

"I don't want you to."

He sighs. "Danny, I don't know if I can keep my promise. I still get too angry where you are concerned. I don't want you to hate me. I will lose control one day."

"If you feel yourself losing control then come and talk to me, Dean. And we'll work it out. Just please. Don't leave me."

He sighs again and brings his hand to my ass cheeks and rests his head against mine.

I felt him walking towards the door into the small cottage. I felt him lay me on the bed.

"Danny, you can let me go now."

I untwine my arms and legs from around him. I stared into his face. Still fearful that he might still want to separate from me.

He looked down at me like he was remembering my face. I leaned up and desperately kissed him.

I grabbed his face when I felt him trying to pull back. Then I realized something. What I'm doing. What the fuck am I doing. This man has terrified me over and over. He has beaten me and degraded me over and over and here I am begging for a spot in his life. He should be the one begging me. He's the one that did bad things to me over and over.