Reunite

Chapter 47

I opened my eyes slowly and heard the waves crash into the rocks below, I zipped up my coat whilst I laid on the blanket and turned my attention to watch Christian peacefully stare at the overcast sky. I half smiled and rested my head on his chest, he kissed the top of my head and held me tighter against him. He didn't say anything, he didn't have too because this moment was perfect. I shut my eyes and almost felt the waves get louder and closer, I held tighter onto Christian but then heard his voice distract my peace.

"You stupid bitch.", Rory bellowed, he grabbed both of my shoulders and squeezed them until I dropped to the floor, I needed to get out and find Christian. Why did I come back? I thought to myself. Elliot clearly wasn't here.

"Please, stop!", He was kicking me in the ribs, I tried to breathe but each kick knocked the life out of me.

"Stop? I'm going to make you fucking beg for your life! How could you try and leave me for dead?", His voice sent shivers down my spine.

"Because it's what you deserve.", I gasped, I felt like I had been holding my breath underwater and finally reached the top.

"And now look. The tables are turned, Anastasia. The tables are turned. Why did you come back?", He questioned.

"I had to see if you were ok!", I lied.

"Bullshit.", He stated.

"Do you think I could ever live with myself knowing I had maybe killed someone? I was just coming back up to see if you were ok.", He stood above me and spat on my chest.

"You are a fucking liar. Your games don't fool me, bitch.", He stamped on my stomach and I rolled to the side coughing, he chuckled and stamped on me again.

"Anastasia.", My body was being shaken, I opened my eyes slowly and Christian was hovering above me. "Are you ok?", He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my forehead.

"Every time I close my eyes I hear his voice and his nasty words.", I stated, he heavily sighed and sat up on his elbows. He frowned and I watched him carefully, he intertwined our hands.

"Anastasia, I know it's hard.", He sounded like he was going to add to his words but he hesitated and it was silent apart from the waves below us.

"It's so fucking hard. You still haven't told me why you did it, Christian?", He gulped and shook his head.

"Anastasia, I really don't want to talk about it.", He sighed.

"I deserve an explanation.", I argued.

"And you will.", I heavily sighed.

"I want one now.", I demanded. "Please, just tell me what was going through your mind?", He shut his eyes and wiped his mouth in almost disgust.

"I thought I was being so clever, Ana.", He intertwined our hands and ran his thumb over my engagement ring. "I tried to get close with him and make it feel like I wanted revenge on you for leaving me, I had this ploy against him but surprisingly he figured it out. Taylor employed a few people to work undercover and act as homeless where he stayed, they watched him for two weeks and gathered a lot of information and pictures. They were all sent to me, I was trying to find something where I could set him up for the police. Send him to prison so you were safe.", He wiped his eyes and shook his head.

"Why not just try and frame him?", I questioned.

"The fucker knew. He knew, Anastasia. I don't know if you knew this but his was heavily addicted to crack and various other drugs, we found out from his buyers.", I raised my eyebrows.