sheik and the american √

ch.15

Here's the flashback the plays a good role for the next couple of chapters

Flashback
Why is he doing this to me? What have I done to deserve this? I have been a good girl so far... I think so... What would make him think other wise? I wonder if he's always this angry.
Its not my fault. But why does he make it seem like it is. I'm locked in this five foot 8 inches cage. And let me tell you it does not smell good in here. Oh why did he pick me? I wish he didn't he could've picked any other girl. Then again I'm kinda ok that he picked me and no one else. Cause I wouldn't want anyone to know the things he does to me when the sun is up.
Which speaking of the sun, good thing its not up yet. Nighttime is the only time I get to myself and the only time I can try and not bleed anymore on the floor. He says its punishment, but what he does to me is anything but punishment. Its pure torture. Every night I wish that he would go away or take me back to my family, but I know that he'll never do that.
And once again I don't know why. He barely speaks. And that's fine by me because when he does it usually ends in something a lot more bad then just name calling.

End of flashback

The food was amazing I'll never forget about it. I know that when I'm at home I'll wish I had this food. It's really that good.

I finished when the king finished because I didn't really remember where I was sleeping.

That is not a crime by the way. I hope that James didn't think something was up... If he did he wasn't sticking around to find out what it was.

I can't believe I can probably get away with leaving. I mean I need to go home to sort out a couple of things.

I really hope that James doesn't decide to follow me. He would witness that my family wasn't as perfect as it was cut out to be. I don't think he'll come, he has things to do here. He really shouldn't busy himself with going to America.

He wouldn't want to see my family. I mean maybe he thinks he does... But since the thing happened they haven't really been the same. They've taken the blame for what happened when it really wasn't their fault.

I didn't blame them. For some reason they blame themselves. If they continue to blame themselves when I go back, then I'll have no choice but to tell them that it was in the past and if they don't get over it then they can deal with me not going back home.

I would be lying, of course, but they didn't have to know that. The only person that would absolutely have to know that I would come back would be myself.

I don't really trust a lot of people back home. I have friends but I'm not popular. I never was. I never really wanted to be popular.

Thee popluar kids all just seemed to be fakes. They wanted to act like their lives were perfect and that didn't have a ghost or two lying around in their closet.

Everyone has them. It's just a matter of how bad the ghost or ghosts are.

I have my share of ghosts and from my experience they can either be really good or really bad.

King Kaden finished eating and walked me back to my room where I proceeded to think more after telling him goodnight.

I really don't know hey I think so much. I think it's because of my brother Nick. He really does think a lot.

He worries a lot too. But not over what type of shoes he wears. He basically wonders if he can keep the family together. He really is the glue in a pile of broken pieces.

My family has gotten better since the accident but theirs still a little bit of a wondering of if it's gonna happen again.

I hope it doesn't.

I put in my ear buds and continued to think about what my family would talk about when I got home.

Probably drama. Maybe a little bit of tears will be shed. Guess I'll just have to wait and find out.

I pulled the covers over me and put my head on the pillow. Tomorrow was gonna be a long day.

And she'd have to go through it without James by her side. For some reason the past week or so since she's been here she found things were easyier when he was around.

He really would be a good help if things got out of hand or if memories were recovered from their buried place in her mind.

He was really nice and she felt she could tell him everything but this. Her secret was one that could tear a family apart, it nearly tore hers apart.

She was lucky they even got their in time to save her. She didn't know what she would've done if no one came for her. For a while she lost all hope of ever being found. Eventually she had enough courage to get her through until they finally came and got her.

She would be forever grateful that they found her when they did, or truth be told she'd be dead.

Thankful that she wasn't dead she went to sleep and dreamed about James knowing he'd be able to help her however or whenever he could.

This is kinda short but I had to post something. Thanks for reading this. Till next time~•~•~•~