DOMAIN

C H A P T E R 22

~ I Want to Believe You ~

My emotions right now were scattered all over the place, and I couldn't shake the feeling of terror that blocked my ability to think clearly.

I blankly stared out of the car window as I tried to process everything that was going on.  My throat was sore from attack, but I barely paid any attention to the pain since I was deep in thought thinking about a million other things.

The car abruptly came to a stop and that's when I realized that we were parked outside of Wyatt's penthouse.  The car ride was silent but I didn't expect either one of us to say anything.

I undid my seatbelt and opened the car door to step out onto the vacant street.  I closed the car door and made my way across the street with Wyatt following close behind me.

Once I reached the front of the building, I flung open the door and briskly made my way towards the elevator.  I could hear Wyatt's footsteps behind me but I didn't bother to slow down and let him catch up.

The elevator door opened and we both stepped inside.  Wyatt pressed the button to his floor and the doors closed as the elevator started to ascend.

I was so frustrated by everything that tears started to flow down my cheeks again.  I noticed Wyatt's head turned to look in my direction and if he was going to say anything, he decided against it because he turned his head back to look at the elevator doors.

After a minute or two, the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened to reveal Wyatt's deluxe penthouse.

I stepped out of the elevator and made my way towards the back of the dark leather couch.  I removed my purse from my shoulder and dropped it down on the couch cushion. 

I placed my hands on the back of the leather furniture and closed my eyes as I tried to calm myself down.  I was so upset with Wyatt but at the same time, I wanted him to hold me again and tell me that everything was going to be okay.

The sad truth is, I wasn't sure if everything was going to be okay.  I didn't know how to make sense of any of this and whether Wyatt liked it or not, I was going to get some answers.

I took a deep breath before I opened my eyes and turned around to face him.  He was awkwardly standing in the middle of the room with his hands shoved into his pockets as he looked down at the floor.

I wiped the tears from my cheeks and loosely crossed my arms across my chest as I cleared my throat gaining his attention.

We stood there for a few seconds with our eyes intensely fixed on each other.  Wyatt slowly licked his lips before taking a breath breaking the silence in the room.

"I don't know who that man was or what he wanted with you," he calmly spoke while still gazing at me.

"You may not have known him but it seems like a lot of people know you," I replied.

"What do you mean?" He asked confused by my statement.

"A few days ago when I was leaving work, this man approached me while I was standing by my car.  He asked me if I was your girl and I obviously told him yes.  I asked him how he knew you but he refused to tell me.  He told me that my involvement with you was only going to lead to me getting hurt in the end.  I thought he was crazy but that's when I remembered he was the second person to tell me something like that," I said feeling uneasy.

"What did he look like?" Wyatt asked.

"It doesn't matter what he looked like.  What I really want to know is why people keep telling me that you're dangerous and you've done things in the past that you're running away from?"