Ch. 34

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Noreen's pov;

There's these thoughts in my head that I actually like being here, in this empty cell. No one to hurt me, no one to tell me what to do. No more worrying of what is going to happen in my life. In a way, it lifts stress off my shoulder. But I'm only thinking that because I haven't been to prison yet. I just want to be free, but what is free for me? Getting rid of my father? Leaving Luke? If those were the answers, then there's no such then as being free for me.

I take in a deep breath as I look down at the floor. I haven't touched it because it's hard and cold, but so is the bench I'm sitting on. I haven't eaten either, but I don't feel like I haven't. I guess I am used to treatment like this, not eating, being cold, being depressed. It's no different than from being home. I sit here silently then a police officer comes to my cell. I look up at him and he unlocks my cell.

"You're free to go," he tells me.

I don't say anything to him and just stand up. I'm not surprised, I knew Luke would come. I slowly walk out of my cell and I would expect to hear my heart beating, but I hear nothing. I feel nothing. I should be scared going back to Luke with the way he is, but I have gotten use to the abuse. It's nothing new, if he hurts me, it won't feel like pain, it will merely feel like he is doing what he is supposed to. I see Luke sitting in the waiting room and he gets up quickly. I stare at him as he gets closer and look into his eyes, making sure they are blue and not black.

Once he is only a few inches from me he softly touches my arm. I feel him shiver then he pulls me in for a hug. I pull away quickly not wanting any type of physical contact with him yet.

"You don't look too good," he tells me.

I look down at myself and shrug, its only been two days, how bad can I look? He takes my hand and we get into Michael's car. I notice he looks afraid and conflicted. He must be having his own battle at the moment, and those are the hardest to fight.

"What are you going to do to him?" I ask as I place my hand on his.

Luke doesn't answer me at first, but then he glances over at me. I groan softly and rest my head on the window. I'm also having a fight with myself. I feel like I no longer belong here, on this earth. But I don't want to die, so I have no idea what to do with myself. Where do I go? What do I do?

"Do what with who?" Luke asks me after moments of silence.

"My father. What are you going to do to him?" I restate my question.

Luke shifts in his seat uncomfortably and his hands turn a light grey. I stare at them as my body begins to shake, his demon is triggered so easily now. I look away as those dark eyes stare at me. I feel like looking into them will kill me. They search me up and down, then he gets closer to me. I whimper as I feel his lips on my neck.

"I'm surprised you didn't ask what I'm going to do with you, because I have something very special in store,"

I start to cry softly as I finally turn around but then I see Luke staring at me. He stops the car on the side of the road and I shake my head slowly. My whole body is shaking now, fear is running through my veins. I can't take it anymore.

"What happened?" Luke asks.

I look at him with watery eyes and whisper something I don't even hear. Luke lifts up my chin and gets closer to me but I back away.

"I just...just leave me alone please..." I say.

I wish I didn't have to tell him that, but I did. I know it's not him who says those things, but he and his demon are one. And that's what makes me paranoid.

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