Author's Note:
I need to talk to all of you about something, and I'd very much appreciate it if you didn't skip ahead to the chapter.
I lost a lot of readers, because of my last, and long break. Does that make me sad? Yes, but I expected it, I just didn't think that it would be half of you. Even when I had hundreds of reads on a chapter, I would get maximum forty comments, and votes. It's gotten worse now, now that there are a lot less of you. I'll have over a hundred reads, but only eleven votes, and no comments.
I'm not saying that I'm not grateful, because I truly I am. I never thought that this book would be where is now, I'm gaining one thousand readers per week. How amazing, and incredible is that? I truly love you all, but I only request one thing from you.
When I get eleven votes out of a hundred readers, my head makes me think that only eleven of you thought that it was good, and that does make me a little sad.
It's okay if you don't like the chapter, but could you maybe tell me what I could do the make the story better? I love hearing from you, and interacting with you guys.
Please tell me, and I'll do it, I promise.
Enjoy the chapter, beauties.
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Like last night, I wake up from a nightmare sweating, but this time I am screaming in fear, and pain. I feel someone grab my arm, and immediately thinking that it's Finn, I let out a yelp, and start hitting, as well as kicking him. I hear him groan in pain, but continues to plead me to stop, insisting that it's him. I get a few more hits in before he grabs me by my chin, and forcing me to look at him. He forces me to look into his eyes.
His eyes aren't Finn's, they're much more beautiful, and comforting. They're Jace's. It's Jace, not Finn, he's not going to hurt me. He wasn't trying to dominate me, he was trying to get me to calm down. My heart rate slowly, but surely slows down, and when Jace notices that I have finally calm down, he brings me back into his arms. He runs his fingers gently through my hair as he asks, "Do you want to talk about it?"
Whenever I had nightmares, talking to Jace about it always seemed to make me feel better. I place my hand on his firm chest, and look up at him. "Since Valentine's Day night, I've had nightmares about what Finn did to me."
Jace stops running his fingers through my hair as those final words come out of my mouth. He stays like that for almost a minute, but continues afterwards. I take his hand out of my hair, and hold it in both of my hands. That makes him less tense. "I shouldn't have sent you out there. I should have known that they would go after you."
"It wasn't your fault, okay? There were so many things that I could have done that would have changed that night completely."
What would have happened if I pulled out my blade, or gun right away? Would I be having this conversation with Jace, and not be having nightmares every night? Or would I be dead? What if Finn had been rougher with me? What if I had fought harder? I would be dead, in both situations as well. Finn would eventually get frustrated, and shoot me. In most of the situations, I would be dead, and I'm not sure why I'm not in this one. Is it at the cause of me, or Finn? No, Finn wouldn't spare my life, and I'm not that strong. Perhaps Logan had something to do with this.
Jace smiles slightly, and brings a good portion of my body onto his. "Are you still physically hurting?"
I shake my head. "It went away a few days afterwards. The only moments where I'm reminded of him are in my nightmares."
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