The possessive bad boy

CHAPTER 14

Pain seared my eyes. Line shone through my brittle bones. Sunlight scorched my parched skin. My stomach growled so loud I was sure I could convulse. I smelt it before I opened my eyes. My room smelt wrong. Delicately I opened my crusty eyelids. A man sat in my window sill overlooking my back yard. He looked to be in his forties with grating hair and a scruffy beard. He was facing away. I knew I didn't like him. My gut twisted when he turned toward me.

"Ahh your awake." He scratched out. My body coward, telling me to run. Run far away from him.

Suddenly he walked to me and picked me up. I felt my weight being lifted and pain erupted through me. Searing pain but into my ankles and wrists. Unconsciously I looked towards my sizzling skin. Only to find pure silver shackles binding my ankles and wrists. I tried to scream but it came out parched and weak.

"Save your strength love." He chuckled. I fought. With all the strength I had I fought against him. Nothing worked. I bit him. He still only growled and tightened his grip, which caused me to wince. He bounded down the stairs and out the door. I heard voices in the kitchen. But they didn't hear him. And I couldn't make a noise. He roughly threw me in the cab of a beat up pickup truck. Only then did I fully get to see his face. It was scarred and worn. His skin was patchy from old acne scars. He reeked of stale smoke. His teeth were yellowed and his gum was rotten. His eyes were almost black an looked dead. Completely void of humanity. Fear coated me. And pain coated the fear.

"Night night." He said. Before I could comprehend my head was being forced into his trucks metal frame and darkness swam.

LATER:

It was now dark. My body felt useful but my head pounded. A soft rocking woke me. I looked out the windows and saw the dark sky. When the man took me helplessly it was light. Now it was pitch black. Stars shone and the moon glowed. If it was just another night I would think it was beautiful. Now I thought it was alone and desperate. I was able to sit up and take in my surroundings. Trees blurred past my vision. That was it, trees. A wide expanse of road was ahead and and even wider one was behind.

"Fuck." I muttered. The man checked the rear view mirror and gave me a sickly grin. Again it made my stomach turn.

"Welcome back." He laughed after. As if this was funny.

"Who are you?" I demanded. I rubbed my head and felt a patch of my hair was crusted with blood.

"It no longer matters. Now all you need to know is you will be alpha. And you will be mine."

Mine. It rang out in my head. Then my head sped up. Mine. Blake. Where was my Blake. I promised him I would be okay. I know I'm not dead but I'm sure I'm not okay. The mans eyes traveled from my face down. A chilled air brushed across me and I shivered. Then I looked down at myself. I was completely naked. He grinned. I attempted to cover myself up.

"Don't worry love. I will. Be getting acquainted with you soon enough." Again he laughed. I think if I had eaten I would have lost my food.

"Where are we going?' I asked.

"Home." Was his answer. Then he jerked the car a hard right and my head fell against the window with a hard smack. Again darkness claimed me.

LATER (AGAIN):

I woke in a bed. Still wearing nothing. This time my arms were strapped to the headboards above me. My feet were tied to the bottom bead posts. Panic seared my blood. I strained against my binds. I grunted and pulled until my wrists and ankles were bloody and raw. I fought until I had no fight. Which was, I'm sure, hours.

Finally I calmed and laid. Breathing heavy. I heard the door creak open and a sickening presence fill my room.

"Tsk tsk. Those will hurt." He cooed at me. I spit at him but missed, due to lack of hydration. He laughed at me. I felt the bed compress under his weight. Only then did I realize that in my struggles I had shifted my covers off my bare body. The mans eyes raked over me. I felt dirty.

"Mmm" he moaned. Then he ran his hand down my face. I jerked away. He then smoothed my thighs.

"You will be fun won't you?" He asked.

A lone tear escaped my face. I wanted to die. And even more then that I wanted Blake. His face filled my head. His laugh filled my ears. And his scent filled my nose.

"Don't touch me." I whispered.

Again he laughed.

"I won't. Until the full moon. That is when the mating ritual takes place. That is when your body becomes mine. Luckily for you, the full moon was last night, your birthday I believe? So the next one won't be until next month." Next month! I had to stay here for a whole month only to be mated to a man who is not my mate. Then be taken by a man who is not my mate. I cried. I cried so hard I didn't realize when he left. I cried so hard I fell asleep. I think I even friend in my sleep.

DREAMS:

I was standing in the forest wearing a white dress. It was a wedding dress. It was plain and silky with a beaded belt. My hair was curled and pinned up. I help red roses. It was so calm and quiet I never wanted to leave. Pine filled my nose, along with orange and chocolate? He appeared then. Blake. In a clean crisp suite. His hair was still a sexy messy. And he smiled at me. I ran to him. I wrapped my arms around him. Then I kissed him. People clapped and cheered. Where had they come from? No matter, I had Blake. My Blake.

"I love you." I whispered against hip soft full lips.

"I-" he was cut off by a cackle. One I knew. One that sickened me.

"Blake save me." I looked into his eyes. They were filled with pain and fear.

"I don't know how." He said. And I knew this was no longer a dream. Well it was, we were just sharing one.

"Please come for me." The laughing grew louder.

"Tell me where you are." He pleaded.

"I don't know. He hit me." I could now feel the mans breathe down my neck.

"Did he touch you?" Blake questioned. He barley contained his anger. Rage was a better word.

"Not yet. But he will. I need you." I pleaded. His eye clouded over.

"I won't give up. Not ever. I will get you back." I felt the fear creeping up on me. My red roses bled into my white dress. Creating blood spots. The blood turned to acid and melted the cloth away. Blake looked helpless. I panicked. I knew I was leaving him.

"I love you." I yelled. Wind rushed around us. Chains bound me. I was completely naked. A bed appeared. And I was spread wide again. Completely open and vulnerable.

"Don't give up on me!" Blake called over the roaring wind. His face was masked with pain. Then the man appeared and scratched a calloused hand over my tear streaked face.

"I'm sorry." I whispered but I knew Blake heard it.

And just like that he was gone. The forest was gone. My dress was gone. But the bed and binds remained. So did the hand in my face.

"Have a nice dream?" The man purred.

"Now let's get you prepared for tonight eh?" He sang in a gravelly voice. One that rubbed me raw. And not in a good way. And still more tears pooled in my eyes. But I would let them fall. Blake said to not give up on him. So I wouldn't. Not ever.

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