Chapter One

I’m Yours

Chapter One

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Knock. Knock. Knock

I flung open the door and my heart dropped, there he stood all tall, dark, and handsome. Dark is more of the word I like to use for him. For a year I’ve lived in fear because of him. I still find it hard falling asleep at night because I still think of him staggering in the house drunk late at night dragging me out of bed trying to rape or beat me. The memories still haunt me but the only thing that gets me through the day is knowing I’m free from him at last.

I looked up at Shane and his dark eyes were intimidating me. I was feeling a bit nervous being in his presence and my heart started to pound in my chest. I could feel my wall starting to break down but this wasn’t the time to let myself be vulnerable to him.

I stood in the doorway but Shane pushed past me and walked into my apartment.

“You look good.” He said eyeing my body up and down and I could feel a vile feeling rising in my throat.

“Thanks.” I huffed annoyed while I shut the door. “You look…different.” I said noticing that his dark brown hair was shorter and his body was a little more muscular. “What are you doing here?” I questioned wanting to get straight to the point.

“I just wanted to see how you were doing.” He said in a duh tone.

“Well I’m not your concern anymore so you need to leave.” I said opening and holding the door open to my apartment for him to leave. Shane walked over to the door and he ran his fingers across my chin. I cringed away from his touch and he laughed.

“You’ll always be my concern.” He said looking intensely in my eyes before he walked out the door. I looked at the clock and it read 9:45 PM; I had about an hour before Samantha would be here. I went to my room and started getting ready.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Damn! You look hot!” My best friend, Samantha said as I opened the front door. I did a twirl and smiled at her.

“Thank you. You look hot yourself.” I said looking at her. Her light blonde hair was straightened and she was wearing a navy blue strapless dress that made her blue eyes pop and it hugged her body in all the right spots.

“So, you ready to go?” She said looking at the clock.

“Almost.” I said walking back to my room grabbing my silver heels and looking in the mirror one last time. I had to admit I did look pretty hot tonight. My eyes were rimmed with dark smokey makeup that made my brown eyes look more intense and my long brown hair was curled. My dress was cut in the front all the way down to my belly button. It was tight all the way around and it shaped my butt perfectly. It was short but it made my tans legs look long and slim. I applied some clear lip gloss and grabbed my black clutch before walking out to the living room. “Okay, let’s go.”

Samantha and I walked out of my house and got into her car. We decided that we needed some fun in our lives so we were going to go to this new club called ‘Spirit’. We drove for about thirty minutes before the club was in our view. The line was packed to get in and music was blaring. Samantha parked the car and we walked a block to get to the club.

“How do you expect us to get in?” I questioned nervously. This was a 21 and older club, Samantha was 19 and I had just turned 18 three months ago.

“Look at us.” Sam said flipping her hair and smirking.

“I suppose.” I said a little skeptical. Sam grabbed my hand as we cut in front of the line and she winked at the bouncer and he nodded his head at her staring right at her chest. He opened the door for her and she pulled me along. We’re in? I couldn’t believe it.