*Will*
They released Blythe today and we decided to go back to New York on short notice after what has happen the last couple of days. This is worrying me more and more; I think I need to deal with this Trevor myself.
We packed all our stuff at the hotel, checked out and headed to the airport. She was quiet the entire time and hardly said anything to me or her family when we left. I'm very concerned about her. And the baby.
Arriving at the airport, she didn't say much. She just climbed out the car and walked to the platform. I could hardly keep up with her. Seemed she wanted to get away from either me or the city. I don't understand why all this is happening to her so suddenly even though it was during the summer time. I should have went with her, stayed by her side the whole time.
I made it to my jet walking inside finding Blythe sitting on the couch looking out the window. She seemed to be crying but she wasn't. Her one hand was on her leg and the other was on her stomach as if she can feel the baby growing inside of her. I couldn't believe I was going to be a father. But what I really ready to be a father, I mean I do have money to support all of us but mentally ready.
I placed our bags in the closet then closing the door of the jet. Blythe didn't even bother look around at the sounds I was making to get her attention. She was so deep in the thought as if she was in her own little world.
I sat across from her in the chair and elevated my legs. I didn't want to disturb her in her world, God knows how crazy she will go off. I want to say something but what? What can I say to this beautiful woman who is now caring my child, has been molested and raped by a monster and could probably be planning her own death.
The jet began to take off to New York. I just sat back with my Beats headphones listening to The Weekend 'Coming Down'. His words were soothing and kinda reflect to me especially from the past. Words can't even describe what happened to me and ones I really love.
My eyes were shutting slowly and a picture was projecting in my mind; I was in a house. It was empty and quiet. I walked around the creek of my footsteps was all you heard. Suddenly I could hear Blythe's voice coming from above me. Maybe upstairs. I turned around a staircase appeared out of nowhere. I followed rose petals that lead to the top.
My hand touch the rail and following behind me, the staircase was beginning to disappear. The flower petals stop in front of a big door with a gold nob shining bright in my eyes. I reached for it and looked inside and found Blythe laying across the bed in a lace spaghetti strap dress that was see through, showing her body and her curves. Her hair was curly straight and she was wearing red lipstick. She turned over to another door and looking over where her eyes were, I couldn't believe who walked through the door with only short on with a full erect underneath.
I tried to walk through the door but it felt like there was force field blocking me to getting in. I banged and it it many times but I was still trapped. Then I was suddenly paralyzed, I couldn't move my body. My eyes didn't even move too. I couldn't continue watching what was going on. He walked over to her and she pulled herself up pulling her dress off slowly. His hands went to her body caressing her breast and moving up to her neck. Soon gripping it tightly kissing her forcefully. She moaned at the enjoyment of it and laid back on her back.
He came on top of her and pulled down his shorts. She smiled as she stared at his huge erection. He turned her around to having her on her stomach and her ass lifted up for him. She turns to look behind her and he smacks her thighs and ass. She cried out and had a seductive evil looking in her face. I tried moving again but every time I moved I could feel my bones breaking. The pain grew stronger and stronger to me suddenly breaking apart.
He shoved his erect into her and she howled out to pounding her roughly. His hands grabbed her hip and pulled her neck back to his face. He began biting her ear and kissing her neck. She moaned louder and louder to almost screaming off the top of her lungs. I could feel tears in my eyes dripping down my cheek. I could beat seeing her being treated like an animal.
She screamed out one last time and then she fell on her face breathing uncontrollably. He pulled her up by her hair and turned her to me. She was passed out and he was showing her body to me. He began touching all over her and then said to me, "She will always be mine. You can't keep running, I will find her and take her back."
I woke breathing hard and a pair of hands on my face. Blythe. She finally looked back at me!
"It was just a dream. It was only a dream."
"Not this one. I saw him molesting you right in front of me. I couldn't move. I couldn't save you from him. He took advantage of you treating you like an animal. I couldn't move."Her hands dropped to my legs and she came in between my legs. There was sweat sticking to my forehead and my hands were soaked. I moved closer to Blythe and she was still looking at me. Her brown eyes just looking at me.
"He's not gonna get near me no more."
"How do you know that babe?"
"Cause I believe it. We have each other and we are not gonna let this get in the way of our relationship and future." She knew the right thing to say.I placed my hands on her face pulling her lips to mine and kissing them softly. She smooth lips felt amazing almost as if I haven't kissed them in a long time. She began crying and pulling me closer to her chest. I need her love as if it was my own personal addiction.
The rest of the flight we went to the small bedroom on the plane and laid there together keeping each other warm. Her finger touched my face and I rubbed mine down her spine. I did fall back to sleep but still feeling her gentle touch on my skin. I didn't even dream again I only saw a bright light and Blythe running a white dress with a flower halo. Beautiful.
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