A/N: I'm so sorry for the pause in this series, I've been so busy with school. But I've made time now for this book, it will be back on track.
They both couldn't admit it out loud but their session was there favourite time of the day, and the week.
Kj found himself even counting down the minutes until his session with a certain girl. Maybe it was because she started giving him a chocolate bar each session, or maybe it was because she made him feel normal again, or was it she made him feel something else. A warm feeling inside, like ice cream on a hot day or hot tea on a sore throat. Whatever it is, it's a new feeling, and he can't figure out if it's a good thing or not.
Before each therapy session she normally doesn't rush to the washroom to check her self out.
She also typically doesn't fix her or apply more lipgloss. Nor does she usually smooth out her straight raven hair or spray some extra perfume. However it's now normal for her to do that before Kj's session.
It's become a routine.
It was a little after noon when Mark knocked on the door bringing Kj in, still pushing him roughly. Kj wandered over to his couch taking a seat, waiting for Camila to come over from her desk.
"Hello Kj, how are you today?"
"Same as usual" he respond,
the same every session.
"I want to try something different today" She said before grabbing a set of keys off her desk.
"What are you-" he was cut off when she grabbed his cuffed wrists and unlocked them. Placing them on the glass table, along with the keys.
"I trust you. And this is a step to move that it's a safe environment here, I want you to feel like you can trust me Kj." She said honestly looking into his big hazel eyes.
Kj rubbed his sore wrists, the cuffs were always tight especially when Mark did them.
"You shouldn't trust me" the boy stated looking down at the ground.
"Well I do." The stubborn girl answered back.
"I'm bad news, I'm in prison, I killed someone but yet you trust me."
"Yes Kj, I do. I think when the times right you will return the trust. Whatever you did, I don't think it was you're fault." Kj couldn't believe this girl, she doesn't even know what he did, yet she still took off his cuffs.
Kj watched the young girl in front of him, a small smile played upon his lips. Has she went into her bag taking out a brown paper bag. A mouth water smell drifted out of the bag, a smell that Kj dreamt about. Chocolate chip cookies. Camila handed Kj the bag, he wasted no time digging into them, he couldn't even help let out a small moan escape form his mouth. Camila laughed at the the sight, the sound was music to Kjs ears, he loved her laugh. It was a sound that made you smile, no matter you're mood.
"Did you make those?" He asked wiping the crumbs off his lap.
"I did, I like to bake to pass time." She admitted, Camila liked to pass time so she baked.
"You're bruises look bad" he stated his eyes drifting to her neck where large hand prints imprinted on her delicate skin. Camila subconsciously moved her hands to touch the bruises, she knew they were noticeable.
But it showed that she survived the attack. Camilla stood up to grab a pen from her desk, she really didn't need the pen, but there was an awkward silence that filled the room.
As she was coming back to sit down she bumped into a hard chest.
She was about to fall but she was wrapped up by two large strong arms.
"Oh thank you, I didn't see you" she blushed still feeling his arms still wrapped around her.
His arms dropped while clearing his throat. She as about to sit down but he grabbed her arms softly turning her to face him. He softly traced the bruises on her skin. His jaw clenched and his eyes turned to a dark shade, KJ was furious at the thought of somebody touching her, but trying to kill her sent him into rage.
"I want to kill him" he stated in a serious tone. His one arm still wrapped around her small frame, the other tracing her bruises and her face.
"Want to know how I'm feeling?" He asked his voice rough, she nodded.
"It makes me very angry somebody touching you, and leaving marks on you. How could somebody do this to you? You're to pure and innocent to be in a tainted place like this."
She looked into his eyes,
"You shouldn't think I'm pure and innocent Kj. You also shouldn't feel angry, you didn't do anything."
"I wish I could have protected you, I will never left someone do this to you again." He promised, he pressed a soft kiss against her temple. His lips wanting to kiss every inch of her beautiful skin. They pulled away as the door opened revealing Mark.
"Ms.Mendes, why is the fugitive un-cuffed?" Mark asked grabbing the cuffs placing them even tighter on Kj then before.
"It's just to show my clients, that I trust them." She said, Kj smiled at the beautiful girl, sticking up for him.
"Don't be stupid Camila, you're a smart girl. You already had one incident with the last guy, next time you won't be so lucky. And this guy is gonna be the next to hurt you."
Kj scoffed at Mark, he couldn't believe this guy.
"I would never hurt you Camila, you know that." She nodded, giving Kj a smile, she trusted him.
"Well times up boy" Mark said pushing Kj out of the room. Before turning around to face the beautiful young girl.
"Oh Camila, Dan says hi" Mark said a sly smirk planted on his face.
Kj noticed fear in her eyes, he wish he could keep her safe in his arms.
Has they were heading back to the cells he pushed Kj in roughly.
"Dan by the way, his the man who touched you're pretty little girl. She was lucky that time but might not be the next." He locked Kj in the cell, leaving him whistling down the hall.
Kj knows it's only a matter of time until something happens to her here. But hopefully he gets out of here in-time and gets her out of here with him, safely.
