Dangerous To Love

Chapter 1

I am so tired after work. Kyle gave me this job because he trusts me, but I never feel myself enough. Not at my work, not to him. What does he see in me?

I wanted to meet him today, I wanted to have my break with him but of course he doesn't own a normal break. And whenever I ask him whether we could eat together, he gets mad because of his overwork and no time at all, but me demanding.

I left without telling him anything. I had a rough day, he put me to the deepest waters, so I had enough disappointments today. It's not the work that I can't do, but it would require experience and not to mention contacts. I hardly know any business partners, they don't know me, they don't answer my emails cause they weren't informed that it's me who they have to keep contact with.  So shitty all in all.

I walk home. I didn't want to call a cab. In fact, I don't really wanna go home. The home which I share with Kyle, but we rarely see each other.

I don't wanna say that I regret moving in with him but sometimes I wish we would live separately because than he would come to see me.

I decided to get home fast, change my skirt to something more comfortable and go for a run. It's 7pm, the sun has at least 1,5 hours to set, it's early May.

As I get home, of course he's not there.  I should write him a note but hell. He rarely tells me when he is expected to come home. So, I just change and leave. I head to the park, earplugs in, listening to music and avoid people. Sometimes I get so panicked when surrounded by too many people. The Park has quite a lot of people wandering around. I see a couple having a picnic. My heart just breaks.

It could be me and Kyle. We were the ones some months ago who shared moments like this. I just turn my head away in pain and started running. 

As I stopped for catching breath I realised that it's gotten dark so fast I didn't even realised it. I turned my thoughts off. I just wanted to clear my mind. The Park is empty. I should really get home.

As I start to jog towards the exit of the park, I suddenly feel someone grab my wrist with so much power, I lose breath for a second. 

"Wha..?" I try to ask but I have a hand on my mouth already to shush me.

"Don't say a word or you will regret that very much."

The man was in black, I couldn't see his face at all. I was terrified. Natasha, you need to escape somehow.  Quickly. 

But he continued to talk.

"You mean a lot to him. Can he imagine losing you? He should have been careful not to leave his precious alone. Not at night in a dark park. We will play for a bit. I can't guarantee that it won't hurt." He laughed with such an evil feeling that I feel extremely terrified. I am trembling in fear. I need to think. And fast. He already hurt my wrists. He is not gentle. He wants to harm me.

"Don't forget sweetie that you tell him hi. Tell him we won't back down, we won't just lose what we built up."

Now. I need to escape now. Somehow I manage to escape from his grip and kick him hard. I start to run as fast as I can. I ran towards the street to get shelter or help. But as I reach a part of the park with stones on the ground, he jumps onto me, throwing me to the rocks. My leg extremely hurts. But I had to get free. I try to fight him and get free for the second time, leaving him behind. He runs after me, but I finally reach the streets with more people, and I get a cab immediately.

I got home. I am terrified of getting out of the cab, so the driver accepts a bit more money to walk me in.

As I walk in I got emotionally hit. I was out of control of the situation and didn't even notice that my leg is bleeding. Of course, the driver asked something, but I just said it's all right so monotonous. As I check my phone, I have 4 missed calls from Kyle and texts asking where I am.

As I get into the apartment, he rushes to me.

"Natasha, where the hell have you been? I have been searching for you for 2 hours."

But then he realises that something's not right and sees the blood at my pants.

"What happened? Natasha, who did this? Answer me."

He came closer as he felt that I am in shock. He took me in his arms and led me to the sofa and rushed for the first aid kit. I still couldn't say a word. Someone wanted to harm me. Someone maybe wanted to kill me. As I sometimes get out of the shock, I start to really feel pain and lean back to the pillow waiting for Kyle.

"Your leg is bleeding heavily. I must stop it, you are losing too much. What happened? Could you at least say a f*****g word?"

He got angry, but he is more worried than angry. I still can't say anything but tears coming down on my cheeks, holding my wrist tight what I feel the most pain in. He realised that my wrist is also injured. And that I cry.

"Shhhh. Sorry love. I didn't want to hurt you. But I can see that someone wanted to. You need to tell me what happened, okay? Don't cry, I am here, I won't leave you alone. "

His voice calms me a bit, so I try to rearrange my thoughts. 

"Someone was at the park. It got so dark so fast. I didn't.  I couldn't." I began to sob harder. My tears flow like a river.

"It's all right babe, just tell me. We will solve everything together.  I will always protect you.  No one will ever harm you. Never again. But you must tell me everything.  "

He plants kisses to my hand, caresses it gently and the ice breaks and I finally tell everything to him word by word. 

When I finished, he got up and made a call.

I could hear his rough voice.

"Find them. I don't care at what cost. They will never have a chance to hurt her again. I protect her at any cost. "

He is stone cold, but I feel how angry he is.  But he came towards me with nothing but pure love.

"You need to be seen by a doctor love. You wrist is heavily injured.  "

I start to protest but realise that I do need something for this pain. 

We got to a doctor friend of Kyle and my wrist got x rays and it's not broken but heavily fractured.  I got it bandaged and some hard painkillers and some sleeping pills too and something for my shock to calm me.

Kyle shakes hands with him and we leave the office, he walks me out so gently like I could break at any time. 

As we got home, he carries me to our bedroom because my leg got smashing as well and it's really painful to stand.

He puts me to bed and gets me a cup of water and all the pills the doctor gave me.

"You should be able to sleep now."

It sounded like he wants to leave.

"Don't leave. Stay with me."

He realises fear in my voice but comes closer.

"I wasn't planning on leaving. I won't leave you alone. I love you Natasha. More than anything in the world. I can't live without you. I can't see you suffer. "

He caresses my hand and my face.

"Kyle, we must talk. He knew you. And he knew me well too."

But as I started to be on edge again, he put a finger on my mouth and said:

"Shhh love. We will talk about it, promise. Sleep now. I will be here with you. "

Than he got next to me in bed and gave a kiss and hugged me tight but protecting me and paying attention to my ached body. And so, I started to drift to sleep. With my one and only. Lying next to me.

I knew we had a lot to talk tomorrow but he will talk. He is terrified of the thought of me getting hurt.  I wait and fear the conversation tomorrow but now the medicines take over my body and my mind.