Having her (Golden reaper MC)

15 - Angelica

He's found me. He actually found me. Oh god I'm never going to get away from him.

As these thoughts run rampant around my head I feel my chest getting tight as it becomes harder to breath. I hear the door burst open and frantic talking but it's all background noise.

My vision begins to blur but Gunners voice penetrates my foggy mind. I look up and run to him wrapping my arms and legs around him. I cling to him like a lifeline. I hear him talking, his tone showing he was that he was trying to calm me down but I don't hear the actual words he was saying.

My thoughts are still flooded with the horrible memories of him.

Damien was the worst of them all. At first he made you feel safe as if you were in danger before and all he was doing was being your hero. He made you care for him, some even fell for him. At that point he would rip your heart out and try breaking you.

But that's just what he did. It was his game. He was a true monster.

The thoughts become overwhelming and I slowly feel my consciousness fade.

When I wake up again I'm no longer in Gunner's arms, instead I find myself wrapped up in a thick fluffy blanket. I laugh as I try and wiggle out of it, knowing that Gunner rolled me in a blanket like this just to make me smile made me fall in love with him even more.

After a couple of minutes I finally free myself from the fluffy cocoon and go take a hot shower grabbing a random outfit on the way. The heat from the water relaxes my body while my mind goes over what happened yesterday. I surprised myself by not going into another panic attack, but I think that balancing out the bad thoughts with Gunner was helping me stay in there here and now. He always seemed to help me even if he wasn't physically by my side.

Drying off I changed into the outfit I had picked up seeing that I grabbed a pair of black ripped jeans and a white lace crop top that had a sheer panel in the back. I still wasn't fully comfortable with my body yet but Gunner's sister, Clary, went out of her way to buy me a whole new wardrobe. I am glad that I have my own clothes now but to be honest, a part of me missed stealing Gunner's clothes. With that thought I quickly strip off the crop top and pull on one of Gunner's many plain black t-shirts and tuck it into my jeans rolling the sleeves up as I walk down to the kitchen.

Gunner and the others were going about the kitchen doing their own tasks walking up behind Gunner and wrapping my arms around his waist, placing a kiss on the back of his neck. "Thank you".

Walking around him I stand in front of him, not letting my hold on him lessen at all. Gunners arms wrap around me holding me close to him. "Why are you thanking me?" The confusion on his face seems genuine so I explain it to him. "I thought about what happened yesterday and almost had a panic attack but then I thought of you and it stopped, I know you were not actually there but the thought of you helped a lot"

A huge grin breaks out on his face before he places a kiss on my forehead and rests his chin on top of my head.

Taking a deep breath I made up my mind "I want to explain to everyone what happened so the message you got yesterday makes sense." Gunner looks down at me

"Are you sure? You don't have to if you don't want to" the concern in his voice was clear. Looking up at him I give him a reassuring smile and reach up to kiss his cheek. "I'm one hundred percent sure, it just might take awhile to get everything out there"

"I'm proud of you, I know you have been through hell but im glad that your not letting it get to you"

Pressing my head into his chest I listen to his heartbeat preparing myself for everything that he was about to find out.