The Choosing

Chapter Ten

Veronica's POV

I take a look at my surroundings, feasting my eyes at the men around me. They were all shirtless, and all bit their bottom lips in sync at the same time. I spun around, and the muscular men swarmed around me. I was scared. Scared of intimacy. Scared of pregnancy. And most of all, scared of abusive boyfriends. This was what this was. A fear simulation, testing my fears.

Oh no.

I thought,

I know what's going to happen...

When of the men rushed in towards me and I panicked. My reaction was pulling him into a deep kiss. My way of working around this, was picturing them all as abusive Lucas', and they only way to please them was giving them what they wanted. Me. I kissed him more rough, this time, my tongue was exploring every inch of fake Lucas'  mouth. I pushed myself closer towards him, and then felt all my weight switch, and I fell awkwardly into the middle of the ocean. I tried getting my head above the salty water, but it was proven a difficulty. I decided to do what I did with the last simulation.

Manipulate.

I swam deeper and deeper towards the ocean floor, where it quickly changed once again, and I was left face first on a concrete floor. I stood up, and walked towards the edge of this so called 'concrete platform'. I looked over cautiously, and my stomach felt like it had decided to go sky diving.

Shit.

Heights.

I breathed out. Manipulation, manipulation, manipulation was the only word swimming in my out stretched vocabulary. I had to jump. I hooked my toes around the corner of the edge, and swung over.

"Shit!!!!!!!!" I screamed out uncontrolably. I finally got my crap together, and instead of landing on the net, or water, or nothing, I landed in Lucas's arms. I was traumatised. My mind was replaying the events of what had just happened.

Abusive men

Drowning

Heights

Sweat trickled in between my brow.

"Ronnie, listen." I looked into Lucas's painfully beautiful deep blue eyes. "I'm here, and as long as I'm here, nothing bad will ever, ever, happen to you. I love you, Veronica." He said, almost a whisper. He planted a beautiful, soft kiss on my forehead. Black spotches covered my eyes, and the silver tin room which I was in, was covered by black. Black.....