Chapter 12

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"They're out like a rock," Magnus laughed looking at me.

"And knowing them they'll sleep the whole way home," I smiled switching lanes.

"What time did Jace get home anyways?"

"I think like 2 and he brought Izzy home with him. One less stop thankfully."

"How long is it again? 4 hours? It's been so long since I've been to Brooklyn."

I reached over and took his hand in mine and pulled it up to my lips kissing the back of it.

"You'll be in my Brooklyn where you'll be safe."

He squeezed my hand and I knew he was smiling.

"Baby, we still need to talk about your scars."

He sighed, "I know. It's been a while since I have. They're just kind of a part of me now."

I cleared my throat. "Was it of your foster parents?"

"No, no. Yes I had many, but none of them ever hurt me psychically. Yes some weren't really nice, but no one ever hurt me."

I relaxed a little, "then what happened?"

He took a deep breath and started on a story I knew he didn't want to remember.

"My senior year I was in a relationship with an older man. He was about 12 years older than me. I was so stupid for even getting involved in him. But I wanted something different. I was always the good kid, with good grades and listened to whatever foster parent I had. I wanted to try something new."

I really was starting to regret questioning him, but I need to know his past. I need to know what made him the way he was.

"It was great at first. Lots of sex," he almost regretted that one when I squeezed his hand.

"He seemed to really care about me and then it started to get weird. He started to get very possessive and jealous. At first I was a little flattered like the naive 17 year old I was, but I started to realize it wasn't healthy."

I could hear his voice start to crack a little and all I could do was rub my thumb along his knuckle.

"I tried to leave and he would threaten me and hurt me so that I would be to scared to leave. The last thing that happened was he stabbed me and tried to blame it on me. His neighbors knew he was wacked out so they always listened for weird things and of course a 17 year old boy crying out in pain was weird. They saved me."

I pulled his hand up and kissed it repeatedly until I heard a faint giggle from him.

"Baby, I will never hurt you like that. Never, ever, ever. Yes I want you to myself but not in that way," I kissed his hand again.

"I know and that's why I love you so much," he kissed my hand.

"Good, I wish I could kiss you right now," I grinned keeping my eyes on the road.

He leaned up and whispered in my ear, "well as long as you aren't loud enough, maybe you can get all the kisses tonight."

I nearly swerved off the road as my breath hitched at the thought.

He laughed, "don't kill us babe."

"Don't tease me baby."

"Don't tease you?" he ran his hand down my chest and stomached over my zipper.

I bite my lip.

"I know you Alexander and you'd kill us," he laughed resting against the door.

I grinned, "you're gonna get it later."

"Can't wait," he settled in and started to doze off.

It was calm for a while and it gave me time to think. Magnus had been scared from someone he loved. He trusted this guy and he broke him, figuratively and literally. How did he still love so easily? Magnus was so much stronger than me. But even though he was stronger than me I knew that I had to protect him. The thought of ever seeing the man that did this to my baby drove me insane. The thought of any one hurting him was not an option. Magnus was mine to love and protect. In that moment I knew that I was never going to let him go and I was never going to let him down. He deserved the world and I would give him nothing less.

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