Behind Blue Eyes

Chapter Four

I wake up to sunlight shining through my room window. I sit up then immediately see a note on my night stand. My hands start to shake as I start to open the note.

Hello again Syana. Are you excited? I sure am. I will finally be happy again when I can get my hands on you. Be waiting for me. You never know when I will come get you. Don't even try to get someone to stay by your side, because I will kill them.
~K.S.

He was in my room? While I was sleeping? Is this just some sick joke of someones? I am tired of this. I can not take this any longer.

I get ready for school then grab the envelope from the sheriff. I open it so I can read it.

Syana Walsh, I apologize that we have not found the guy who brutally tortured you. There has not even been any spotting of him. At this moment, I have people out searching for his hideout. I assure you that we will catch him and there will be no harm ever done to you again. If you by any chance see him, or even think you see him, let someone who can help you know. Stay safe.
~Sheriff Bensen.

I hear someone coming so I put the letter in my bag.

"Ready for school?" Jai asks. I nod my head then walk out to his car. After a silent ride to school, we finally get there.

I start walking towards my locker, looking down, then suddenly I bump into someone, causing my bag to fall and everything in it spill onto the floor. I look up to see the one and only, the school's Barbie.

"Do not mess with me new girl." She shrieks. She turns on her heels and walks the way she came from. I turn around to see Reece behind me reading a piece of paper, he has his eyebrows scrunched together. That paper, is the one from the sheriff.

"So this is it." He says, pulling his eyes from the paper. He drops the paper then storms away from me. Is he mad that I didn't tell him? He hates me! He didn't have the right to know even though I wanted so bad to tell him.

I hurry and pick all of my stuff up and once I stand back up, I am being pulled into the old music room. I grab my notepad and pen out of my bag so I can go off on him.

"You have got to stop with that bipolar stuff with me! One minute you are nice to me and the next you hate me! Just stop it!" I write.

"I don't hate you Syana, but you better get to explaining now." He says coldly. I furiously start writing on the notepad again. Who does he think he is to demand me to tell my story?

"Who do you think you are to demand me to tell you my story?" I write.

"You are right. I'm sorry, please explain." He says, much nicer this time. I sigh, then start writing again.

"You have to keep this a secret." I write.

"Don't worry. I will. I am not the kind of person to go around telling someone else's business." He says. "Especially when they had no intention of anyone knowing."

"Thank you." I write. He nods his head and smiles at me. A frown then replaces that smile.

"Do you mind explaining? Please?" He practically begs. I nod my head then start writing on my notepad.

"When I was fifteen, I met this amazing guy, or so I thought he was. He and I dated for two years, he became obsessed with me. He would sneak into my room at night and watch me sleep, all night long. Then, one day, he and I was supposed to be going on a date. It was taking awhile for us to get to where we was going." I write.

I look back at Reece and he is intently staring at the notepad. I can not tell what emotion is layed on his face right now.

"We ended up at an old house far out of town. He told me it may look bad on the outside, but it looks amazing on the inside. He said he had found the house one day when he was out riding. We went inside then he immediately turned and locked the door. It was only able to be unlocked by a key." I write. I let Reece finish reading then I start writing again.

"He drug me into a basement and beat me until I blacked out. He did that everyday. He starved me. The only thing I got to eat and drink is a small glass of water and a piece of bread every few days. He claimed that he was only doing all of that out of love. So that if one day I didn't want him anymore, I would be too scared to leave." I look back at him and he has his fist balled up. He is completely mad. He nods at me telling me to go on.

"Then, one day I was able to knock him out and get away. I ran as fast as I could away from him and that house. I ran for an hour and a half until I came across a police station, and that is when Sheriff Bensen helped me. I was held captive for a year. I stayed in the hospital for awhile. As soon as I was released, we moved here." I finally finish and Reece is over the top mad.

"So you wasn't too long ago released from the hospital?" He asks.

"That is right." I write down.

"What was the injuries?" He asks.

"I had broken ribs, and ribs that didn't heal correctly. My ankle was broken and it didn't heal correctly. It had to be reset. I had a bad concussion, but not too bad. I had deep cuts all over. I had burns from a cigarette scattered on my back. All of that was happening over, and over again." I write.

"Is that the reason why you don't talk anymore?" He asks.

"Yes. After I was rescued, I just stopped talking. I have tried so hard to talk but I just can't." I write.

"I can't believe someone would do that to you." He says. He steps closer and brings me into a tight hug. We stand there for so long until he pulls back.

He softly puts his lips on mine and out of my control, I kissed back. Just his presence makes me feel safe. But when we are touching, it's like there are fireworks exploding.

I gain back my control and push him away. I can't do this. I can not get close to him. I can not have feelings for him.

"Syana..." Reece trails off.

I quickly jot down that I can't do this. I rip the page off and thrust it into his hands and run out of the room with tears cascading at a fast pace down my face. I start running and I don't stop.

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