Chapter 6
Flashback:
As I walk through the hall I hear moans in the distance. The closer I get the louder the moan gets. I reach for the knob. Why am I doing this? I know what I'm about to see. I've been expecting it. I knew. I just never wanted to fully accept it. I open the door to see some slut bent over his desk as he takes her from behind. I stand there watching the scene in front of me. I don't feel anything. Then he turns his head and smirks. He keeps f*****g her as if I'm not there. I smirk back and his face falls. He stops f*****g the moaning slut. Sam why'd you stop. Shut up he screams. He turns around pulling his pants up. What are you doing here? I just stare at him. Four f*****g years down the drain. I go to turn around when I'm pulled back in. Where do you think you're going he says with such venom. As if this is my fault. He grabs a handful of my hair. b***h get the f**k out he screams at the slut. She runs away in a hurry. He pulls me by the hair heading toward the coach. I s***h and try to get away. He punches me in the ribs. I try to breathe and I can't. Another blow comes. Oh baby you're not going anywhere he says in my ear. I shiver in disgust. What happened to this man I loved? Sam let me go please. I beg as he continues pulling my hair. He grabs my throat. Shut the f**k up he sneers. His breath hitting my face smelling of alcohol. He starts to pull my dress up. Please Sam, don't. Oh beg more baby. What the f**k? Get off me I scream. I try to punch and kick, but he has me pinned down. Shut the f**k up b***h. He punches me in the face. The tears stream down my now swollen face. Look what you made me do. Now you're really going to pay. He pulls me by the hair and pushes me against the desk. SAM STOP I scream. I try to move and I can't. He shoved himself inside of me. I cry out as he continues. He grabs my hair smacking my head against the desk. I start blacking out blood running down my nose. I try to stay awake and get him off , but I'm too weak. I black out… ..
Flashback ends.
Valor POV
I watch as she walks back to her seat. She places her fingers on her lips. A slight smile crosses her face. She looks up catching me. I look back down. I look back up and she stretches, drifting off to sleep. I get back to work on these damn papers. I work a little longer and my eyes grow heavy. I look over at her. She's sleeping soundly. I close my eyes, falling asleep fast. I'm woken by an earth shattering scream. I jump up pointing my gun. I look over to see Meg now on the floor in the fetal position. I run over and see tears streaming down her face. Meg? I call to her no answer. Meg I yell. She opens her red puffy eyes. She looks around her green eyes meeting mine. She wipes the tears away getting up. She doesn't say anything and walks to the bathroom. She stays for what seems forever. I go over knocking on the door. No answer. I open the door and she's on the floor, hands over her face, shoulders moving up and down from sobbing quietly. I walk over to her setting beside her and I pull her in. I know what I am, but I'd never hurt a woman the way she's hurting right now. She sobs into my shirt, holding onto it for dear life. I rub her back, cooing at her softly. She starts to hiccup as the tears subside. She looks at me all teary eyed and places her head on my shoulder. She falls asleep. I get up trying not to wake her up. We landed not long after that. She continues sleeping on the way home. I made it to my room laying her on the bed. I have Greta, who I consider Nanna, come in and change her clothes. I shower and put on boxers. I walk out and she's under the covers in one of my shirts. I go over to check on her. Brushing my fingers over her tear stand cheek. I'm about to walk away when she grabs my hand. Don't go, she says softly. I turn the lights off and cuddle up close to her. I feel content for the first time in years.