Daviano's POV
We stared in each others eyes for God knows how long.
When I say she's beautiful, I mean, full blown drop dead gorgeous.
This girl looked so young and small though. Just looking at her you just know she's been through a lot of shit in her life. I can't tell the last time I set my eyes on someone that wasn't skinny. All girls do nowadays is fling there bony ass vegetable skin at me.
It is not a pretty sight.
When I met Vanesa she wasn't skinny, nor was she fat , she had the right body size for me. Then after a while of knowing she started eating vegetables, drinking her heart out, flirting with other guys, of course I was blind and madly in love to notice.
Just thinking of how stupid I was to even think that she'd be my wife.
Sigh.
But this girl right here has no form of evil inside, her eyes look so lost and innocent and damn her body.
This girl was the right size...well not really she was a little thick.
She looked bloated, almost like she is pregnant or she just had a baby. She wasn't fully blonde ...the hair to her scalp was black while the rest was blonde. Her hair was curly. She looked so cute with the baby hairs around her head. Her eyes were golden brown ....pale brown.The colour of her eyes made me think.
Where have I seen those little golden eyes before?
So freaking cute.
You could tell that she's crying. Damn. She looks like a little teddy bear in tears.
What kind of shit am I really on?
I went to stand in front her but the minute I start to walk, her crying became louder and next thing i know she was screaming bloody murder.
I quickly ran up to her and took her in my arms hoping she'll take some sort of comfort from me.
"Hey hey hey...its ok sweetheart I won't hurt you just please stop crying ....I really don't want people to think I'm in here raping a cute fluffy kitten....no offence but you sound like one", I rambled on wanting to calm her with my ridiculous humour I just got...I was never like this before. Weird.
" Please", she cried, " Shhh its ok" I said trying to calm her.
Damn, I didn't know I looked that scary. I had on quite a few tattoos , my muscles were big , I smirked at the thought, I am not white or Black I'm mixed but I'm more on the white side but damn with this complexion, makes me look like a tanned white dude, and that is cool.
After a minute or so she has finally calmed down and I decided to ask her what's wrong.
"Why were you crying", I asked sternly.
Symphonique's POV
The way I felt in his arms made me want to cry all over again.
I've never felt this way before.....ever.He just made me feel so safe. I had a feeling deep down that this was all an act but at this moment in life I just want to ignore that feeling inside and enjoy the little moment of safety.
" Answer me!", he slightly shouted.
I whimpered ....I was so scared like I was about to pee on this man.
"No one", I painfully answered. With all that screaming I've been doing it really damaged my vocal chords.
" Don't tell me that bullshit, this is real life shit we are talking about, not some fantasy book you read about, this is real life shit, no girl should be in this house crying and looking like they've been slapped and punched in the face, so imma ask you this one more time, who did this to you?",he said staring straight at me with a dangerous look on my face.
And this is when I knew....I really needed to use the bathroom.
"Well, I d...don't r..really know t...there names", I coughed out and coughed again....harder this time. Talking was taking a lot out of me.
" Are you saying these are the men that have sex with you" he said angrily and I just nod.
"Why haven't you told Kennedy, he's supposed to be the one to make sure you are alk being treated good!", he angrily screamed at me.
" B...but he does too", I quietly try to say to him.
"WHAT!", he raged out and took me up and dropped me on the bed angrily.
The way he looked at this moment made me piss myself literally.
I was frozen in spot. I think the reason why I'm like this is because he's such a big muscled man, one slap in the face from him and I'll probably fly through the wall and I can't leave Rain right now.
" He is a dead man!, tell me did you come here on your own or were you forced to come here", he sneered out at this time I was crying and sitting in my piss.
"I w...was taken", I said. " P....please calm d...down, I p...promise ill do any.....thing just p..please stop s....scaring me...please", I pleaded with tears running down my eyes.
"I'm sorry", he looked at me with so much care. I've never been looked at like that before not even from my own parents.
" Its ok, I won't hurt you, for some stupid reason you make me feel like I'm a good person ....and I like that feeling", he said sitting beside me and rubbing his thumb on my cheek.
He said this wasn't any story but it felt like it was. One second he's on the verge of killing someone the next he's as sweet as pumpkin pie.
This staring in the eyes contest is making me fall head over heels for this man.
"I...do?", I asked and he nodded still staring at my eyes.
" What's y..your...n..n..name", I asked, coughing at the same time.
"Daviano, and what's yours sweetheart?".
" Symphonique b...but y...you can c..call me Sym", I said a little too excited causing me to almost choke out to death.
"You really need to get some water and a bath", he said with a little smile.
He looks dashing my handsome. Shine dark hair, smooth sift skin , grey eyes, a very tanned skin tone , strong, tattooed arms.
Isn't this, like, the type of guy every girl wants to be their knight and shiny armor.
Well damn
He was about to go but I stopped him and told him not to leave.
I felt real safe with him around cause as long as he's not angry at me I'm good. He didn't show any signs of wanting to have sex with me or hurt me on any way and with years of knowing how that looks, I was thankful.He told me to go clean up and when I'm done he'll be right where I left him.
I was a bit hesitant but he assured me that he'll stay right there.
So I got up and went to the bathroom, I went to take off my clothes and that's when I realized I was butt naked all this time!!
Oh My God.
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Safe With You
RomanceWhen you feel safe with a person for the first time in your life, letting go is not an option. Being abused, beaten, manipulated, raped and sold for most of her life - Symphonique Suarez Being heart broken, rich, taken for granted, cold hearted, unl...