Hope's Romance (On Hold Until Jan)

~Chapter Five

Recap:

“Having my way obviously, who the f*ck are you, interrupting me, I will kill you”

Marcus laughed like it was the best thing he’d ever heard, and he was actually on the floor laughing.

“What’s so funny, im serious asshole.” Keegan spat.

Within a second Keegan was pinned against a wall with Marcus holding him by his throat, dangling him halfway up the wall.

“So am I, You will be the one to die, but first, you must pay.”

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Chpater Five- Shopping On The Wrong Day

Keegan spat in his face, and then realised what he did, he spat in someone’s face that could him with a flick of the wrist, the idiot. He stopped struggling and just hung there, still being held up by Marcus.

“Im sorry dude just let me go and I’ll never bother you again aye man.” He begged, and for once he was truly scared.

“You think I will let you go after hurting her? After what you had plans to do? Do I look like an idiot to you?” Marcus yelled he was furious and if I looked close enough I could probably see steam coming out of his ears.

“Nah man you aint an idiot, just im sor”... He was cut short when Marcus threw him across the room, obviously over his pathetic excuses and pleads. Marcus took my hand in his and we walked out of the room, down stairs and got into his car. A wave of protection washed over me as I put my seat belt on, I was in his car and no one would hurt me. The car was turned on and softly purred, the engine as quiet as ever. We pulled out of that street and sped towards; actually I don’t know where we were going.

“Where are we going?” I whispered, still not managing to find my voice fully, I sounded weak and scared because I was, I was petrified but I started to feel safer with every passing minute I was around Marcus.

“My House” was all he said, he looked like he was trying to concentrate on something hard so I didn’t disturb him further. I then realised I hadn’t thanked him yet and I decided to do this later, because I didn’t want to disturb him.

I was tired, so I decided to let all my walls down, walls you may ask? Just the usual, the steel wall to stop peoples thoughts, my awareness which I didn’t need now that I was in Marcus’s protection, and my fight to stay awake, I was still shaking from earlier, but I let the sleep take over my body.

My eyes fluttered closed and I was just about to doze off when a voice softly spoke in my mind, which was defiantly not mine.

“You are safe Mon amour, go to sleep”

A sense of calmness and security washed over me and my head was filled with the sound of rain and a lullaby that was sung in an amazing voice. I was asleep within a few seconds after this, leading me into the most peaceful sleep I’ve ever had. I dreamt of my childhood when dad was still around, when every birthday of mine both of my parents were there, and I was happy. Back then was actually happy, I was a carefree little girl who was loved by both of my parents and memories of how the both used to come rushing to me if I scraped my knee. Now I had no one, not one person would come running if I scraped my knee.

‘I would’

The voice was back, and it sounded so familiar, but I just couldn’t put my finger on it.  My dream went back to my memories, to the day dad left us, and the dad he slapped mum and when I tried to help her he kicked me across the room. The pain came back and my ribs where he kicked me hurt and my head hurt from where it slammed against the wall. I was crying in both my dream and real life, and suddenly the dreams stopped and jumped forward a few years to the day I saw Marcus. My heart fluttered and I just knew there was something more, but why was I relieving these memories in my dream, after such a horrible memory seconds before.