Chapter 62

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I heard a baby crying, I opened my eyes and the room was in complete darkness. It was getting louder and louder, I felt my heartbeat increase when I heard someone scream stop. I wipe my eyes and sprinted towards the voice, I felt like I was getting nowhere no matter how hard I ran. I gulped and saw a small child holding his head in his hands, his big blue eyes looked up at me and continued crying.

"You stupid, boy!", I gasped as a man came from nowhere and suddenly kicked the child, he screamed and the older man sipped his beer in a drunken state. "I tell you to fucking stop crying but you get louder and louder, shut up!", He screamed.

"Stop!", I jumped up from my bed and was panting hard, I wiped the sweat from my forehead and held my own shaky hands. That was one of the most intense dreams I have ever had, I sat on the edge of the bed and felt sick. The dream reminded me of the story what Christian told me about his rough childhood.

I stood up and placed a hand over my stomach, I gulped and finally steadied my breath. I quickly got dressed and grabbed my car keys, I needed to see Christian. It was 5:30 in the morning and normally he'd be up at this time getting ready to do his run.

I pressed his number on the elevator, I hadn't been up here in a while. I tapped my foot impatiently and pressed the number again. "Come on.", The doors opened to his apartment and the familiar smell hit me, I looked around for him and realised he may have gone out for a run already. I quietly stepped upstairs and looked for him in his bedroom, I opened his door and there he was sleeping peacefully.

I took my shoes off and climbed into bed next to him. I pulled the covers over me and shut my eyes, I laid on his shoulder and felt his warmth radiate my body. He jolted and I felt him move suddenly, I looked up and his eyes were alarmed.

"It's me.", He wiped his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

"Anastasia, what are you doing here?", He questioned in confusion.

"I'm sorry, I had a really weird dream and I needed to be with someone.", He heavily sighed and instantly I was wrapped in his arms. He checked his phone and placed it back down, he kissed the top of my head and rubbed my back gently.

"Get some sleep. We can talk in a few hours.", With those words I was fast asleep.

I opened my eyes and there was a silhouette at the end of the bed, I jumped up from the pillow and I heard Christian's voice instantly calm me. "It's me.", He opened the blinds slowly and I adjusted to the light that began to engulf the bedroom.

"I'm sorry for coming round uninvited. I was in a panic and didn't want to be home alone, Kate and Elliott decided to stay in the villa for two more nights.", Christian nodded and handed me a plate of toast, this brought back memories of our first night we stayed together.

"This is your home too, Ana. You can come here whenever you like, it's ok.", He sat at the end of the bed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Did I scare you this morning?", He chuckled and licked his lips.

"Understatement.", I laughed and took a bite out of the toast.

"I'm surprised Taylor didn't jump out on me.", He shook his head and stood up.

"You have a card, he wouldn't be notified. Like I said, this is your home too.", I half smiled and watched him step closer and closer. "Anastasia, how I have missed you.", I gulped as he kneeled by the side of the bed.

"Christian, I've missed you too.", He grabbed both sides of my face and slammed his lips into mine, I moaned against his as he ran his hands all over my body. "Christian.", I moaned. "Stop.", He raised his eyebrows and kissed my cheek gently, he took a deep breath and gulped.

"I'm sorry.", I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and held him to my chest, I breathed in his scent and felt a wash of relief over my body. "Anastasia. I'm not going to fuck this up again, I promise you.", He placed a hand on my stomach and shut his eyes tightly.

"Promise.", I whispered, I kissed the top of his head and patted his back. "Get ready for work, I'll tidy up is mess and we can go for breakfast before you start?", He grinned widely and nodded like a excited child. I cleaned up the toast that went everywhere when me and Christian got a little too caught up, I placed the toast on the plates and strolled to the kitchen.

I placed the things in the dishwasher and emptied the leftovers in the bin, I looked down and realised I came over here in my baggy pyjamas. I went upstairs in my old bedroom and found some jeans and a nice blouse, I put back on my converses and quickly did my hair and a tiny bit of make up.

I walked back downstairs and saw Christian pacing up and down with a frantic expression, he was bellowing and I'm sure I could feel this place shake. He gripped the ends of his hair and I feared the worse, he was in a state. I reached the bottom and he hadn't realised I was downstairs, he rested his head in one of his hands as he listened to the voice coming from the phone.

The TV came into view and I'm pretty sure the world stopped turning, I sank to my knees and could have screamed until I fainted. I punched the floor with aggression and Christian finally realised I was downstairs, he turned around and watched me scream in my hands.

"I'll call you back.", His voice broke at the end and he dropped in phone, he fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around me.

"Why!", I screeched.

"Anastasia, I'm going to get this sorted.", Christian tried to soothe me but I pushed him off and stood up, I picked up a small ornament from the side and launched it as hard as I could against the wall. The thing broke into tiny pieces and that's how I felt, like I had been shattered.

I looked up at the TV once again and the news reporter repeated the same words over and over again, it was like I was living a nightmare. "News just in, Rory Matthews has been released on a suspended sentence. He was known to have stalked Christian Grey and his family, he was put in jail three months ago but has been released on a suspended sentence. Again, that is all the information we have right now, more to come on the story after the break.", I felt sick. I shut my eyes tightly and glanced at Christian who was still kneeling on the floor.

"I'm so sorry, Anastasia."

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Drama ramaaaaaaaaa

I'm back. I say this every time and disappear for like a month but I promise just like Christian did that I won't be doing that. Life has been hectic as always but I'm focused and back again, sorry it's a short chapter...

Welcome back, Rory!

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