-Part Eight-

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"I guess somethings never change" my gaze snaps onto him, I'd never forget that voice and my body begins to shake in fear. I shake my head, this cant be possible.

"Danny..."

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My whole body shakes as I wrap, his voice bringing back memories of dark rooms and broken bones. My arms around myself, he can't really be here. He's supposed to be locked away in prison. This cannot be happening right now. I don't realize I'm walking until I'm standing in front of him, my hands clenching into fists. 

"Ohhh, my pretty kitty." He murmurs, his hand pressing against my cheek, I flinch at his cold touch. 

"You need to leave, now" I snap, my hands pushing him back but he stands his grounds, his hand wrapping around my wrist and squeezing, I whimper as his grip gets tighter. 

"You better get yourself out of my bar or there's going to be trouble." Dad states, finally coming to my rescue. Danny's grip finally loosening enough for my to pull my wrist away. 

"Come on, FP. Like the good old days" Danny smirks, sending me a wink. 

"You are not welcome here" Danny just holds his hands up before stepping back and then fully leaving. My breathe returning back into my lungs. My body is pulled into someone's embrace and from the scent I can tell it's Sweets. My arms grip onto the fabric of his leather jacket as he slips his flannel shirt over my shoulders, it falling mid thigh. Dad rushes on stage where I'm frozen. "Hey, it's okay. He's gone. You're okay."

"He can't be back, he can't be" I cry into Sweetpea, feeling my world falling apart. Dad whispers something to Pea and I feel him nod.

"Let's get you home, Princess."

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Sweetpea closes the door and I turn to him.

"Don't forget the lock" He nods, locking the door and pulling the handle to show me it's locked. I let out a breath, pulling at the sleeve of sweets flannel. But then I get a thought, I'm so much stronger than I was before. I smile at Pea, it's time I start living my life. I slowly unbutton the shirt, watching his reaction. I drop the fabric onto the floor and walk towards him. 

"Rosie, what are you doing?" He breathes out, his lip coming between his teeth and I smirk.

"Oh baby, don't do that" I use my pointer to pull his lip free, my own teeth nibbling on his lip. His hands instantly wrapping around my waist. I grip his hair and pull his head backwards, kissing down his jaw and neck leaving sloppy open mouthed kisses and love-bites in the trail, my hands tugging at the fabric of his t-shirt. He quickly discards the shirt and I trail my hands down his chest, towards his waistband, my hands quickly undoing his belt. "Hunter, are you sure you're ready?" I nod quickly.

"I'm ready, I want this" He nods and leads me to the bedroom. 

"What do you want?" His breathing becomes shallow 

"I want you..."

 (I'm sure you can figure it out what happened)

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I wake up and stretch out my limbs. My finger tracing my bottom lip and my face is instantly covered in a smile. Looking to my right I see Pea tangled in the bed sheet, I let out a chuckle before standing up, pulling on some fresh underwear and slipping on Pea's t-shirt. Walking into the kitchen I decide on pancakes. While pouring the batter into the pan I feel a pair of hands slither around my waist and I lean into his embrace as he nuzzles into my neck, leaving a couple of kisses here and there. 

"Good morning" He whispers

"Morning" I kiss his cheek gently, then noticing the hickies that litter his neck and collar bones, my face instantly heating up. 

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