I help her out of the trunk, untie her bondings I had to put on her, and hold both of her hands. She's not pushing me away for once. I wrap my arms around her waist and she cradles her head on my shoulder, and lets her tears flow. I lead her by her hand to my house, and halfway there.. her eyes go wide.
BROOKEs POV
He opens the trunk, and his eyes fill up with sadness when he sees me. He helps me out of the car, and holds my hand as he unties me, I see something different in his eyes, as he is being gentle for once, I see love in his eyes. He wraps his arms around me and I let him, I can't believe it, but I start crying. On his shoulder. I feel completely safe right now, I have no idea how. He leads me to his magnificent house, and I remember it all.
That bastard hurt me. And he hurt me badly. I look down on to my arms and legs and see the still very there remnants of him killing my sister, and what happened that night, how can I trust him? So what if he loves me? He killed my sister, she was my best friend. He looks at me interrogatively and I look back, the misery and agony in my eyes must be totally visible. The hatred spasms through my body and I wonder if I'm just ungrateful for someone loving me, but this isn't love.
I yank away from his arm, and I run as fast as I can, my legs pumping me away from the house. I feel a throbbing in my right leg, but I'm going to keep going. He still stands there, in shock with his arm reaching out for me.
