Kidnapped By The Broken

CHAPTER 25

I really didn't want to wake up from this sleep. I was scared what was going to happen after I wake up. The trust is always bitter and it sucks, so I knew for sure that life is never only sweet and salt. I have been lied to, tortured, beaten up and manipulated my whole life. My mother who I trusted so much, left me. My father didn't even consider me as his child and now the truth is that they are not even my real parents. All this suffering I have been having in my life was all based on a fake reality that I was been bought up to. I had so many questions, so many theories which frightened me. All I have ever life was a hard and fucked up life. Why should I be the one who is fucked up like this. I never had a normal life, not once. The people I loved so much, I have given so much love out of me and all that was never respected or returned, however I would never in a million years regret being a sister to Sopia. She has been the only best thing that has happened in my life. Opening my eyes right now means I have to go back to the reality where nothing feels good or peaceful, but what can I say, I have seen so much, felt so much, what can a little more bitter truth do to me? The only part of me is worried that I would not be the same when I find out the truth.

I opened my eyes slowly. Blake was sleeping infront of me, so peaceful and calm. He looked like an angel. However, he is also a devil inside him. How far can he hold back from not hurting me? Can I really trust him? Can I really trust anyone? Is it possible that I can trust anyone after all these? Am I possible of loving this soul which is infront of me? Which is also in pain? So much to think, and so much to decide of. However one thing is clear that this relationship that Blake and me signed on for is break apart of some reason. I have a feeling like that. I don't want that to happen, he was something nice for me in my life. That young boy from my memory was so innocent, good and was full of light. What happened to him? Why is Blake the way he is now? Are our past connected?

I wanted to touch him, feel his skin under my palm and kiss his face, inch my inch. I knew that for sure that I have fallen deep to this man and all I'm scared is that he is going to hurt me pretty bad. I got up from bed and I dressed up in my running gears. I needed to run, think and also not think. That is the only place I can be myself and think if I need or forget it if I want to. I looked at Blake again, how was still asleep, I kissed him on his forehead and took his hand to me hand and kissed every finger, looking at him all I could thing about was not let anything happen to him. I have a wage feeling something is going to happen which is not good. I want to be by his side no matter the danger we face and I want to face it together.

I got down and started running, first I took it slow, giving myself to think my thoughts through. What was I going to do next? I needed to know my past before anything. Then I needed to take care of Sopia. No mater what happens to me Sopia was my priority. And then can Blake in my head. Could he be the man who can really not leave me like Jasper left mom? Is it possible for me to handle that feeling of void again? I hurt so much to think about the way mom didn't give a fuck about us and just walked away from us. I ran faster now. Harder. Every step I kept was harder to stop thinking. Stop feeling the pain in me hurting all over again. I needed to stop thinking and that's when I ran like a mad women. When I was out of breath I fell to the ground and to heavy breaths. Then I got up and felt that I had more burning frustration inside me so I went to Brad's gym and started to see if I can do something to let out my frustration and then there I saw a punching bag and got there and started punching my frustration away.

For every punch my arm hurt and the pain was helping me forget it and let out my frustration. Then when I felt my arm give up I fell down on my but and took deep breaths.

"Feeling better?" Jo spoke up from the entrance.

"How long have you been lurking the shadows?" I asked him.

"The whole time." He replied.

I looked at him surprised. "Why are you stalking me?" I asked him curiously.