I sat on the bed while my phone was being charged next to me on the nightstand. The dog napped next to me while I ran my fingers through his soft fur. I held the leather notebook in my hand as I read the thing from the beginning. Hopefully reading this notebook will clear everything up, including how I ended up in his grasp,
I never thought I'd write in another journal about my obsessive tendencies but it does help getting this on paper rather than keeping all these thoughts internalized. I should limit my thoughts about her to better help me in the future. I hate losing control- it never ends well....
The first few pages were like this. How he didn't want to feel his obsessive tendencies. It's safe to say he loves too hard for lack of a better term. I kept reading the notebook to further my understanding of what happened.
She issued a restraining order against me. How rude of her but she's not thinking rationally. I'll forgive her for that. I'm sure once she calms down we can work this out. I was probably too much for her.
I got to the part where he tried to kidnap me and in those pages is where he started getting delusional about us.
She doesn't remember me. This is great! I can start new without potentially messing this up like last time- that would be if she didn't have some asshole lugging her around like property. His property. The very thought of anyone having her other than me drives me mad. She should be mine, not his. His audacity. He can't appreciate her the way I'd appreciate her. If anything she's my property.
This part of the notebook was where I met him at the party Audric dragged me to and how Audric doesn't deserve me because I'm his. He's definitely slipping into his obsessive tendencies as he put it.
It's as if the ones above love me. Here she is with me... sure she's wounded and unconscious but once she wakes up and realizes that I helped her, I have hope she'll give me another chance and realize I'm the only one for her.
Everything is working out perfectly but she keeps nagging me about going back to her home and needing to feed her raccoon pets. I guess if she has to love anything else it should be them. She absolutely adores them, they are kinda cute. They can be our practice kids- even though she insists on not having kids...she'll change her mind.
She found out about everything and tried escaping. I put an end to that annoying trait she has and now I'm back to square one. Hopefully when she wakes again she won't try anything foolish. I did unfortunately have to hit her over the head to get her to forget and as much as it hurts me to put her in pain it's for our benefit.
Lady Luck sure does adore me. When my dear love woke up, she had no recollection of what happened to her and viewed me as her savior. I can start again with her! I can't afford to mess this up.
I got to the part where this is more or less present tense. I guess that explains the bruise and bandages I had when I woke up when he was with me. The rest of the journal was about our time together while I didn't remember the previous events. I will admit I am overwhelmed with all this new information but I at least know how I ended up with him again but that still doesn't explain how he got me away from Audric- my supposed husband. Not to mention I don't even remember marrying him. I can't even remember if I had a nice beautiful wedding or not....not the point. What I know for sure is that I married Audric, delanie is cool with him and wants me to go back to him so she must like him, Devin kidnapped me after we got married, knocked me out once, I blanked on the first kidnapping which is how I got close to him again, I escaped again and now I'm hopefully safe away from him....
I groaned as I laid back into the bed. I just wanted to know what happened to me but nooooo I just had to have head trauma and actual trauma that's preventing me from remembering things. Everything should be fine in the morning.... I should get some sleep and then think about this with a relaxed mindset. I put the notebook on the nightstand and fixed myself for bed. I was about to tuck myself in until I saw the ring on my finger. "I should just leave it on....right?" The dog licked my face and laid his head on my chest while looking at me then to the lamp that was on. "It's bedtime, huh?" I understood what he wanted and turned the lamp off. The dog yawned while getting cozy with me.
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I woke up to soft beams of sunlight hitting my face and the scent of (breakfast) filling the house. I quickly sat up and looked around to make sure I didn't dream of escaping and that I'm still not with him. He used to wake me up like this....If he wasn't so crazy maybe it could've worked out, right? I looked around again to confirm that I'm not hallucinating and felt a wave of calm wash over me as I realized this is still very much Delanie's guest room. I felt myself relaxing, realizing I'm safe and as I made my way out of the bed. I used the bathroom before walking out to the kitchen. There stood my friend making (breakfast) "good morning" I greeted her as I took a seat at the counter. She greeted me back as she served me some food. As I bagan eating she asked me, "I know you don't want to talk to any man but you're really not going to talk to your husband?" I shook my head no as I stuffed my cheeks with her delicious cooking. She sighed as she started to get her things together "ok I won't press this any further. I'm going by your house to feed your raccoons per your request before you left for your honeymoon then to the nail salon. Stay put. Is your phone working?" I nodded to her as I felt like a child being told what to do by her mother "text me if you need anything. I won't tell the other girls anything. I don't need them freaking out. When you're ready to talk to him, any authorities or us please text me so I can make sure you're safe, ok?" I nodded to her again. She gave me a quick side hug before leaving and locking up.
I need to figure out what I'm going to do. Can I really just talk to my "husband"? Uggggg. Maybe I can talk to Garrison? We were close....maybe I should've married and ran away with him....even if he is older...older men are fun- snap out of it!
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