You're Mine

Chap. 6

I walked In the kitchen and saw Corey sitting at the island. "Hey." I said with a smile, walking up to him.

He turned around and patted the stool next to him, grinning. I took a seat next to him. He had an almost guilty puppy doggish look on his face.

"I'm sorry I was so rough backstage last night." He shook his head in shame.

"Oh Corey," I put my hand on his leg, comforting him.

"It's okay. I've been treated a lot worse BY a lot worse." Corey's whole demeanor shifted, almost looking extremely protective. He gazed back up at me.

"Tell me right now, who did what to you. I'm going to rip their fucking head off." I was honestly nervous to tell Corey what happened.

"Well," I started, "a few years ago when I met my step dad, I knew he had something for me. I looked like a delicious meal to him. And one day," I said, pausing trying to fight the tears,"my mom was out and he um threw me over his shoulders and took me upstairs to the bedroom and he um," a long pause, "raped me". I whispered.

The room became deadly quiet. You could hear a pin drop. I could tell Corey was going to snap.

" GODDAMMIT! IF I GET MY HANDS ON THAT FUCKING BASTARD, IM GONNA RIP HIS NO GOOD DIRTY FACE OFF! GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!" He punched the wall in fury. I gave him a crossed look of weird and scared. I tried to speak. He looked at me, worried. His attitude changed instantaneously. He slowly walked over to me, extending his arm towards me. "Did I scare you?"

He placed his hand on my knee. I looked at him.

"Just now, a little, yes." He looks at me reassuringly.

"Don't worry Erin, as long as you're with me, nobody will touch you. You're Mine."

A\N: GUYS DONT WORRY JUST BCUZ I SAID THE TITLE DOES NOT MEAN ITS OVER! ITS FAR FROM IT! :-)