Nearly Broken

Chapter 28 - Plan A

Nash had been taken away from me hours ago. An unfamiliar man came and aggressively pried Nash away from my grasp. I won't lie; I cried for a long time.

*A few hours ago*

"Do you really think it will work?" I looked into Nash's eyes. A small, dim light had turned on about an hour ago.

"It's all we have right now." He kissed the top of my head in a comforting way.

"He told me he'd kill you. What if they kill you before I can get you out?" My voice was spiked with anguish and doubt.

"They won't touch me.... or you for that matter." His grip around me tightened.

There was a few bangs coming from outside the door. I stiffened and a chill ran through my body. I prayed Jet wasn't behind that door.

My prayers were answered, but the man who stepped into the room wasn't much better. The man's eyes were a deep red and he smirked down at Nash and I. In one quick movement the man pulled Nash away from me and kicked me away.

"Nash!" I screamed while I crawled towards them.

Nash wasn't making an effort to get away. He allowed the man to roughly shove him into handcuffs. Then I remembered the plan and I stopped moving towards Nash. With one last nod, Nash was pushed out the door and I was alone... again.

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I wiped away the last of my tears and rubbed my hands along my arms. It was cold in this small closet. I looked at the door; waiting.

I had heard muffled voices behind that steel wall for awhile now. I was growing impatient; I just needed to get out of here. Just days ago I was safe with Nash and I would do anything to get that back.

Where was Jet? I thought he loved me or something like that. Why would he put me with Nash if he didn't want me to love Nash? This didn't make sense.

The voices became slightly louder. They sounded angry, so I assumed someone was yelling. I leaned against the wall to try to make sense of what they were saying.

"I told you to put him in cell B! Why the hell would I want him with her?? You're a pathetic excuse of a guard. Open the damn door!" It sounded like Jet, but it was hard to really hear.

I backed away towards the wall opposite of the door. Light erupted into the room when the door burst open. Jet stepped in and his stone cold glare turned into a caring facade within milliseconds.

"Are you okay?" His hand subconsciously reached towards mine, but I shoved it away.

"Treat me with some damn respect. It's not just your life I'm holding in my arms." His smirk was obnoxiously noticeable. 

His words caused me to flinch. I haven't felt the unbearable pain of heartbreak in years, but the tear of my vital organ was not something I missed.  This was the reason I didn't get attached;  look where it got me.

Nash.

He didn't deserve this. He seemed to have enough problems to deal with. I was an inconvenience to him, but now that I let him in I can't allow him to leave.

My hands were shaking, but i put on a brave mask. "Let him go. He's nothing to me, but he seems to be of importance in this world. Let him deal with the country's wellbeing; not mine."

I rose to my feet and took a daring step towards Jet. A smirk was still etched onto his lips. He wrapped an arm around my waist and I almost cringed... almost. Instead I threw my arms around his neck and allowed my fingers to get tangled in his hair.

Jet looked as if he'd seen a ghost, but his surprised look went back to a arrogant grin after a few moments. He ducted his head close to my neck and I suppressed a whimper. I was afraid of the pain this man could easily bring me.

"Did you realize how much better I am?" He whispered in my ear before kissing my weak spot on my neck below my ear.

I felt like throwing up the small portion of food I had been given. Jet's touch made my skin crawl with discomfort. He was drop dead gorgeous, but the man holding me tightly didn't evoke any of my lustful fantasies.

"Let Nash go and I'll stay with you. Please just let him go safely home. Once I watch him leave the premises,  I will be yours. Let Nash go." I plead.

My forehead rested on his shoulder. I could feel the uneven thuds of my heartbeat signaling the pain I was about to endure. I took a calm, steady breath and willed my tears to stay at bay.

"Okay. I'll leg him leave. As long as you stay with me; willingly. And I can change you." He gave a satisfied sigh.

Change me? That's not what I wanted. It's the thing i most despised, but I had faith that Nash wou

All I could do was nod.

There goes my life. I'm selling it to the devil.