Chapter Ten

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I wake up with an arm wrapped around my stomach. I look up to see Reece. I forgot he stayed last night.

I bring my hand up to his face and trace his lips, suddenly his eyes spring open and I pull my hand back.

"Good morning mi amore." He says, smiling down at me.

"Good morning." I say. I get up and go to the bathroom and when I come out, he is sitting on the edge of my bed, looking at my drawings.

"You are a great drawer." He says.

"Thanks. I never let anyone see them." I say, sitting down beside him.

"You should. These are great." He says then lays it back on my night stand. "Can we go to my house so I can wash up then we can have breakfast before you have to go to the diner?"

I nod my head then we head out to his truck. We arrive barely a minute later then we go inside.

"No one is home." He says. "She must be out getting drunk already." I hear him mutter. I don't think he wanted me to hear that so I will act like I didn't.

We go into his room and I expected it to be dirty, but it is clean. Mostly because there is barely anything in here. He goes to his closet and grabs clothes then leaves out of his room. Even his closet barely has any clothes.

I sit down on his bed and minutes later, he is back with just pants on. I trail my eyes down his toned torso. He looks good, great even.

"Like what you see?" He smirks. I feel my cheeks burn. I nod my head and bow my head looking away.

I hear him shuffle toward me and then see his feet right in front of me. He brings his hand out and uses two fingers to pull my head up and look into his eyes.

"You can look all you want. You can touch even." He says

I look down at his torso and bring my hand on to it, then I trace all over and he groans when my hand reaches the top of his pants.

"Mi amore, we won't get anything done if you keep doing that." I bring my hand back and look up at him. He leans down and brings his lips to mine, the kiss starts getting deeper and I fall on to his bed, but our lips stays connected. He puts his hands on my hips.

I wrap my arms around his neck and tug at his hair which causes him to moan, and squeeze my hips a little.

"We should probably get going now." He pants, pulling away. We are both out of breathe.

He throws a shirt on and we walk to his truck. Suddenly my phone rings. I look at the caller ID and see it is my dad.

"Hello?" I say into the phone.

"Hey. I just got a call from sheriff Benson...." He says. I swear my heart just shrank to my stomach.

"You don't need to worry. They just want you to go to court and stand up on the stands and tell your story so they can put him in prison." He says.

"W-when?" I ask. I don't want to do this. I can't do this.

"Monday. So that means you are going to have to skip school tomorrow. They want to do it as soon as possible so there is no way he can be a threat." He says.

"Where will I have to go?" I ask.

"It will be here. So you don't have to drive real far." He says.

We exchange I love you's and get off the phone. I am going to hyperventilate if I don't control my breathing.

Suddenly the truck is being pulled off the street.

"Mi amore, it will be okay." He says, putting his hand on mine. Suddenly that makes me feel better.

"How did you hear the conversation?" I ask.

"Oh, um, your phone is pretty loud." He says. But it doesn't seem like a sure answer.

"Will you come with me?" I question hoping he says yes. If I am going to be able to do this, I will need him there.

"Of course." He says. Him saying that makes me feel so much better.

"Thank you." He says.

"I would do anything for you mi amore." He says.

We finish driving to a coffee shop then head to the diner I work at now.

I work until eight that afternoon and Reece comes and picks me up then drops me off at home.

"How was your first day?" My dad questions.

"It was great actually. I'm going to go get a shower." I say. I don't feel like having a conversation about tomorrow.

When I get out the shower, my phone rings and says I am getting a call from Reece, instantly lighting my mood.

"Hey." I say when I answer the phone.

"Hey mi amore." He says.

"I was actually going to go to bed before you called." I say.

"Oh, I will let you go then." He says, sounding down.

"Oh, uhm, could you stay on the phone with me?" I ask shyly. That was a dumb question. I know he won't do that, so why did I ask?

"Sure thing." He says. Maybe he will do that.

I lay my phone on my bedside table then get under my cover.

"Goodnight mi amore."

"Goodnight." At that, I fall asleep.

I run down a dark wet road, the night sky is not showing stars due to there being clouds blocking them. My whole attire is soaking wet because I have been running in the rain.

I have to get away from him. He can't get me again. It seems it is taking forever to get to Reece's house.

Suddenly an arm wraps around my waist, pulling me to the ground. "No!" I scream. He throws his hand around my mouth muffling my screams. I thrash around in his arms and then bite his hand. Like I wanted, he pulled his hand away. "Help!" I scream. "Just give me a break Kyle.... Please..." I wimper.

Kyle puts something cold against my throat, barring down on it, what is it? "You should have said goodbye to everyone." He says, then slides the cold thing across my throat, and I feel blood pouring out, and suddenly can't breathe anymore. I start choking and he let's go of me, causing me to fall down to the ground, blood starts falling out of my mouth on to the ground. I am dying. He did it. I knew he would. But I didn't know when.

"Syana." I hear faintly. "Mi amore."
Reece! I shoot up, looking at my surroundings, Reece's figure comes into view.

"Thank God." I say, sobbing. I keep having that same dream every night. Except this time, he sliced my throat.

"It's okay. He's not going to get you." He says, bringing me in a hug. How did he get in here?

"How did you get in here?" I ask.

"Oh, the window." He says. I look over at the window and confusion comes across me.

"But it's a two story...Nevermind. I'm glad you are here." I say snuggling into his chest. "Stay with me? Please?" I basically beg. He nods his head and slides his shoes off and gets under the covers. I shrug as much into him as I can before drifting off to sleep again.

 I shrug as much into him as I can before drifting off to sleep again

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