In the arms of evil

Dark angel

Coltons pov
It started off as mumbling first. Begging them to let her go. "Please don't... I don't want to...no..." she whimpered in her sleep. Then her body began to shiver and shake, thrashing about. "Hey, woah there baby, relax" I took her restless body in my arms, cooing her softly. Her eyes shot open, terror of that night visible in her brown orbs. "It's okay doll. I'm right here. They can't hurt you anymore. I took care of it." Shit. I shouldn't have said that last part, because now she's pushing off me, backing away into the corner of the bed. "What does that mean?" Her voice trembles, but she keeps her eyes on me. "Don't look at me like that Brook. I did what I had to" I confess, running a hand through my morning hair. Her eyes narrow, and her face is full of disgust. "How could you?" She spits, pulling her legs up to cover her body from me. "I couldn't let them live after what they did to you. Don't hate me for loving you" I reached out my hand towards her, but she slapped it away. "I'm not mad that you killed them" she said through gritted teeth. My face was riddled with confusion. Why was she acting like this then? "I'm mad because I didn't get to do it." My face went blank. What did she just say? "Brooklyn, you don't mean that. You're not a killer" my hand landed on her leg gently. "Neither are you. But we do what we have to in order to survive. And killing them? That would have ended this nightmare." She got up and headed to the bathroom mumbling "if only I had the strength to kill Troy when I could of."

I barged into the bathroom as she was brushing her teeth, confused and concerned for her. Why was she being like this? "You're angry. I get that. But you don't have it in you to kill someone Brooklyn. Marcus wants me to kill a man because it suits him. And by god, if it means he'll let me go after and no harm comes to you, I'll do it." She spits out the toothpaste and looks at me through the mirror. "Then why haven't you killed him already?" I don't answer and walk back into the bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed, my head in my hands in defeat. "Well? If you love me as much as you say you do, why isn't he dead yet?" She asks, walking into the bedroom by the door. "What's gotten into you? This isn't the girl I fell in love with! She wouldn't want any harm to come to anyone. What changed?" I asked, looking up to see her eyes grow teary, full of rage. "I got raped!" She yells, making me flinch. Those words. It breaks me to hear what she's been through because of me. "I lost my family, Colton. They died in front of me!" She throws a hairbrush directly at me. I'm lucky I ducked in time. "Baby-" I get up and begin walking towards her. "I was beaten by the man I loved" she throws an unlit candle my direction. "I lost my child!" I'm pulling her towards me, but her fists repeatedly crash against my bare chest. "I loved you and you broke my heart!" She's thrashing in my arms now. "I let you back in and I got beaten and raped for it" she sobs, giving up. I pull her closer to me, rubbing her back, resting my head on hers. "I'm sorry baby. I never meant to hurt you. I only wanted to keep you safe and I couldn't even do that right. You've been through so much, but Please Brook, Don't go breaking on me now. Please don't hate me for not wanting to kill someone." She gripped onto me, shaking. "I don't  hate you" she manages to say. "I love you Colton. I'm just in so much pain." My heart was breaking for her. "I know baby. I know. Let me help you" i soothed her, kissing her head all over, picking her up into my arms. "Make love to me Colton. Please" she begged as I laid her onto the bed.

A look of pure concern struck my face. "Brook... I don't want to hurt you" I said sternly, stroking her hair by her face. "Please Colton. Make me feel good again. Take away their touch. Don't make me beg" tears filled her eyes. "This isn't right baby. You're not thinking straight. I can't while you're still... vulnerable" I tried to reason with her. She faced away from me now, pushing me away from her. "You don't want me anymore. I'm stained and ruined. It's okay Colton. I wouldn't want me either" she pulls her knees up and wraps her arms around them. "Baby no. I love you. I love you with all I am. I just don't want to hurt you. I want you so fucking bad, but not like this baby. Not like this." I crawled onto the bed beside her, kissing her shoulder as I sat behind her. "You love me?" She asks, taking my hand in here. "Yes baby. Now and forever. Scars and all" I whisper back, kissing her plump pink lips as he turns her head to face me.

Brooks pov:
"I'm sorry colt. I didn't mean what I said. I know you still love me, and I don't want you to kill someone for our freedom. But I don't want to be this fragile thing either. Let me help you" I turn to face him completely.

"Help me how?" He asks cautiously, hand falling from my face to my thigh. "The only way I know how." I begin unzipping his jeans. "Baby, no." He yanks my hands away, holding them firmly in his. "Not like this" he shakes his head. "I'm ready Colton. Please" I reach back for his zipper, but he gets off the bed. "Let me pleasure you instead" he whispers, holding my head up to face him, fingers under my chin as I'm at eye level with his crotch. He leans me on my back onto the bed slowly and begging taking my bottoms off. As he kneels in front of me, my panties come off slowly as he plants gentle kisses between my thighs. "You're shaking baby" he whispers, eyes soft and cautious. I had hardly noticed until he said it. "I can't, you're not ready" he mutters, shaking his head, rising to leave. "No colt! Please... just... take it slow" I say hurriedly, stopping him from leaving me. He sets back to his original position between my thighs and kisses me there. "I love you" he hums against my folds. He repeats it over and over as he begins licking and sucking my bundle of nerves. A soft moan escapes my trembling lips as my body relaxes. "That's it doll. Relax for me. Let me make you feel good." I swear I almost came there and then. "Oh fuck" I moan out as he grips my waist, plunging his tongue into me. "Not yet doll. You cum when I tell you to" he brings his eyes up to watch me as I squirm in ecstasy below him. He removes his tongue and plugs a finger into my opening. "Colton... mmmm, more" I beg, shutting my eyes as a smile forms on my face. "Keep them open. Look at me when you cum" he sparks the side of my thigh and my eyes leap open. "Fuck " I whisper with a smirk. His face grows hungry at my words and he begins pumping his finger faster, giving a 'come here' movement within me. "Cum for me. Let me feel your sweet release" he says with authority as I explode around him, moans echoing through the room. "There's my good girl" he says, slurping his fingers into his mouth. "Thank you" I whisper with a heavy breath. He comes down and kisses me before picking me up and tucking me under the covers. It's strange, but with Colton, it's almost as if what happened with those men was just a nightmare. Like it didn't actually happen. He makes everything just go away, but when it stops, and the ecstasy's over, it's back like a light switching on, light flooding my mind again. "I'll order take out. Sound good?" I nod in agreement before nodding off to sleep. It's only sleep that I can escape, and sometimes not even then.