Bound To You

Chapter 6 - Questions.

                                                           

                                                                     Chapter 6 - Questions. 

It was my fault. I should not have said her name. I shouldn’t have provoked him the way I did. It my entirely my fault. The darkened bruise on the side of my cheek was a fine prove of what could go wrong when you play to close to the fire.

You’ll get burned.

I never I my wildest dreams expected Roman to react the way he did; I never expected him to hurt me. I knew he was capable of so many things, so much evil but I never imagined that he would hurt me.

That changed when I heard about Leona. I wasn’t sure about anything anymore. He hadn’t acted like Roman tonight, he’d acted like Stone. My mind was telling me this was wrong but my heart was telling me that I deserved what I got. It was my punishment for pushing his limits.

After all, I disobeyed his rules. I wasn’t being the good girl he had expected me to be. I wasn’t being the girl he had taught me to be. I was breaking his rules; the rules I should be obeying.

Something snapped in my brain earlier on, I was sure. When did I become so brave? When did I suddenly have the courage to stand up to the man I knew could kill me on one snap?

The constant stinging on my right cheek made me tense up every time I heard the smallest sound. My room was dark; all of the lights had been turned off. I should be sleeping but my body would not allow me to. I was on guard.

I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the noises around me. The squeaking of the wind, the footsteps in the hallway. The darkness surrounded me in every way.

I exhaled heavily through my mouth. My heart was racing, making relaxing impossible for me. My heartbeat sounded like drums being hit repeatedly, in my ears.

My skin burned; it was as if his desirable touches still lingered on my cold flesh. His smell overwhelmed my senses.

As I laid peacefully in my bed, my curiosity grew. I wanted to know more about Leona; I wanted to know her story. I wanted to know everything. Curiousness had never been an interesting thing for me. I didn’t ask; another one of Roman’s many rules.

Now, I wanted to know what exactly happened between the two of them. I need answers and I knew I couldn’t go to Roman for them. I needed to go to Caleb.

I rubbed my temples as my head started to spin with all the different thoughts that were swimming through my mind.

What if Leona had asked about the wrong thing, making Roman loose it? Maybe she got on his bad side.

Did she even know about his secret passion for killing and torturing?

Maybe Leona was just like me; a random girl he met in a public place. Maybe, Leona was his personal slayer, just as I was.

I groaned at my own confusion and placed myself in a more comfortable position on the bed. The silky sheets were soft against my skin. The room was still dark; everything was dark.

Suddenly, I missed the light. I missed the sunshine blinding my sight and making me forget about the times in my life. I suddenly missed my old life; my family.

I missed my brother who I did not know where was. He always protected me against bad people. If he were here, maybe he would have protected me against Roman.

He would have been furious to see that a man had laid his hands on me; his beloved little sister.

We stuck together, him and I. We stuck together through the bad times. We leaned on each other. Whenever one of us felt like talking, the other would listen even though it meant staying up the entire night. We would lay in his bed talking about everything and nothing.