Broken and Bent

Forever Mr. And Mrs.

           One year later
             Nicole's POV
     We didn't bother getting having a wedding to get married. We just eloped at the court house. Both of us just wanted to get it over with. We didn't even tell anyone.
     Alec opens the door to our apartment and let's me in first. As soon as the door closes I jump. We haven't made love since I was kidnapped, or died I guess they thought. He wouldn't let me go for two months until I told him I was feeling suffocated.
      He wraps his arks around my waist, pulling me close to him. I turn around around in his arms. "Nicole Santos. Mrs.Santos," he says a little sadly. For a second I'm confused then I remember that was his moms name too. "I guess that name is shared with only the most beautiful and lovely," he says.
     I lean up and kiss him softly. His hands trail down my back, starting to unzip my dress. We keep our eyes locked as it falls to the floor. His eyes travel down my body; there are more scars now from what his father did to me.
    If I didn't do something, he would burn me with his cigarette. He would also use a knife for his own pleasure. I exhale a deep breath and start undoing his shirt. My hands are shaking too much.
     "Its okay. I'm not going to hurt or force you. If you don't want this, we don't have to," he tells me. I take a deep breath before walking to the bathroom and closing the door behind me.
     Sobs immediately rack my body. The way he touched, the way two other peoples have touched me comes back. Its so different from Alec's but this is still terrifying.
     "Can you please open the door?" He asks, knocking. Wiping my tears, I stand up and open it. He takes me into his arms, holding me close. "I don't ever want you to feel like you can't cry in front of me," he says.
     "I know, I just don't want you to know the whole story of what happened. It's still too much for me," I say. He nods. I bring his mouth back to mine, wanting him. He picks me up and carries me into the bedroom, laying me down gently and taking off his jeans.
      "Tell me if you want me to stop," he says.
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           Two years later
              Alec's POV
     I hold my little boy in my arms, rocking back fourth in the chair in the nursery. I'm forever grateful that that family trusted Nicole and I to adopt their child. We tried and tried all last year, but she just couldn't get pregnant. When we went to doctor they said it was because her Endometriosis came back and they made a mistake with me.
     "Hey buddy," I say as he looks up at me. The fact that we didn't make him doesn't make me love him any less, he's my son; our love brought him into our lives and for that were internally grateful.
     "Is he awake?" A soft voice says. I look up and see Nicole. She comes over and smiles down at our little boy. "Somehow he looks like you," she says in amazement.
     "That's what my father and Jules said when they seem him," I say. I tilt my chin up, making it clear I want a kiss. She smiles, bending down to press our lips together.
     We're finally happy. Safe for the most part and secure. We're a family. Just happy.

AN: THERE WE GO! The last chapter. The description to my new story will be up after this! Comment! Love you guys. Stay alive |-/         -Veah