THE STORM

21. Adam

I just kissed Bria! It was amazing, but I pulled away because, I don't want to make love to her while she's living with another dude. Who is her “boyfriend.” No, trust me I want to. I want to lick her from head to toe and see how many times, I can make her scream my name. I don't want her to regret this in the morning.

So, after the kiss I tell her how I'm feeling, and she tells me she understands. Then she asks me if I can, just hold her tonight while She sleeps. Hell, yes. She doesn’t ever have to ask me for that. I pull her to my room. I ask her, “if she needs a t-shirt to sleep in.” I give her one of mine. while she is in the bathroom changing. I pull the covers back. Getting into bed. Bria comes out of the bathroom. She looks damn sexy in my shirt.

I can see more bruising, and hold my arms out for Bria to crawl in. As Bria snuggles into my arms. I realize this feels right. She belongs here. My heart strings pull as I look at her. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Not only that, but she is very tiny. I don't remember ever seeing her eat anything. Does She eat? She maybe weighs a hundred pounds. She is still beautiful, but I see all the bruising. My heart breaks for her as tears slip down my face.

Good thing Bria is asleep, because she would think I am crazy for crying. As I lay here, I try to understand how anybody could, put this girl through all this. I cry because, it breaks my heart to think about what she has went through. I smile remember Bria telling me She wanted her life back. I have never been prouder to hear her say, what she wants. I get the feeling no one has ever asked her. Before I fall asleep, I lean over, and kiss Bria on the head. Then whisper in her ear. Telling her, “WE WILL GET YOUR LIFE BACK, AND BABY I GOT YOU.” I tell her that I will “hold her every night.”