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If I was suppose to be quiet, I wasn’t. I knew I was screaming but the sheer terror I felt was like nothing else. I was being tossed around, left, right, up and down. In circles and every direction that I couldn’t gather my own thoughts. My hands searched frantically for the yellow handle. I knew it was on the right side of me but that meant bending my left shoulder which was my hurt shoulder. My finger tips could reach it but my hand couldn’t grasp it. Using my right arm, I pushed my left arm up and over my shoulder to pull the rope. The sharp pain told me I tore something. It instantly went limp and I coudn’t move it. Maybe dislocated it? As my shoot opened, the whiplash was something I was going to be feeling for awhile. Looking up, the plane I was just on was flying high and away from me. Looking down, the forest below me was quickly approaching. The speed was a little fast but I didn’t know if I had breaks or not so it was all I could do to sit and wait for the trees to hit me
“Where is your sling?” Leo frowned as he looked at me walking gingerly down the stairs. The downstairs was one large room. Not that it was very big but the kitchen was on the far side and a small livingroom was in the middle. “Upstairs.” I said as I kept coming down the stairs. “You are suppose to wear that for another week.” “Speaking of which, how many days have I been here?” “Five.” Ezra said as he shoved a garlic bread stick in his mouth. The food smelled amazing. “Sit and eat. I’ll get you your sling.” Arlo said as he got up. I didn’t clean up after myself fully so I was slightly embarrassed for him to go in that room. Leo placed a plate in front of me and put a small amount of spaghetti on it. “Eat that and I can always give you more but I don’t want your stomach to get upset.” “Thank you.” Picking up the fork, I took a bit of the most delicious spaghetti I have ever tasted. Not sure if it was because I haven’t ate in like a month or if it was because it really was th
“WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!” Arlo stood up and held out his psalms to me in a defensive position. Closing my eyes, I had to focus on my breathing to keep myself calm. “I’m fine.” Taking another deep breath. I held it before releasing it and opening my eyes again. “That was fucking scary shit.” Arlo relaxed his shoulders. I didn’t even stop from rolling my eyes. “It’s nothing. Forget it even happened.” Leaning back in the couch, I grabbing removed I turned the T.V back on. Arlo gave me a last look before sitting down beside me. “What do you want to do?” Arlo asked. There was only a western on or a 60’s game show. Neither sounded good so I just turned the T.V back off. “I don’t care. It’s not like I have options.” “I have these…” Arlo got up and walked over to a small desk that was in the corner. He opened a drawer and pulled out something before walking over to me and laying it in front of me. It was a drawing pad and colored pencils. My face lit up in excitement. My body moved quic
“Does it matter?” Waylon asked. “It does to me.” Taking a sip of my beer, I continued. “I made the mistake of thinking you would protect me. Then, because of the mate bond, I starting thinking you would finally be the one to save me. My heart was hoping so but I was foolish. I should have just ran away again.” “He would have still found you and then when he was ready, he would have brought you in. Face it, you were on borrowed time.” Waylon muttered. “Sometimes ignorance is bliss. At least I was happy. Even if it was a fake happiness.” “Why are you so hell bent that you don’t get a happily ever after? Why can’t you just let me help you, if not to just give you a chance at freedom?” Waylon leaned forward and studied me. “And be in your debt? To watch my mate refuse to reject me so I will have to feel him betray me for the rest of my life?” “I won’t be betraying you if you accept me.” Waylon leaned back against his chair and finished off his beer before tossing the empty can in
“Waylon?” My head was in my hands as I was leaned forward. Looking up, Charlotte was walking towards me, slowly. She was wearing a basic t-shirt and leggings but it looked so sexy on her. “What do you want?” If was in no mood for her shit if she came here to fight. “I wanted to apologize.” I had to blink a few times. This was a trick… right? “Oh?” “Yeah. I know you have been trying to help me and I keep pushing you away. It has been easier for me to not allow anyone to get to know me. As you could see, Nora turned her back on me pretty quickly. You found out who I was and locked me in a safe room.” “It was for your safety. So people thought you left and wouldn’t look for you. Besides, you were in there touching yourself, thinking of me.” “THE POINT IS…” She said loudly as trying to not address that statement. “I think we both can say that we have no handled things… well. Maybe we can restart?” “Restart? As in start over? You want to start over?” I asked to clarify. “Yes. I
Charlotte POV “Who is it?” I asked, confused and slightly on edge. Waylon got up and moved over to the window. “It’s Leo and Ezra but they weren’t suppose to be back yet…” “This isn’t good.” Arlo muttered. His whole demeanor changed as he stood partially in front of me. I watched as the two guys partially run inside. “We need to move. I don’t know how but there are rumors spreading that she is being kept here in these woods.” “This is my territory. How would anyone know that or even suspect it?” Waylon looked pissed. My heart was racing at all the different possibilities it could be. “Jasmine?” I asked Waylon. “She thinks I went to Washington to file some taxes.” “Do you have a tracker on you?” I pushed. “She isn’t that smart.” “Are you going to take a chance with my life on that?” I pushed. He looked at me before going through his pockets. “I don’t see anything.” “Regardless. We need to move. Burn everything that shows she was here. Ezra will stay being as if he i
“Shh.” Waylon whispered in my ear so low that I barely missed it. My back arched as my head landed on his shoulder. Absent mindlessly, my arm snaked around his neck as his hot breath moistened my neck. A shudder of satisfaction ran through me. “Waylon.” I whispered back. My legs already started shaking in anticipation. Waylon wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me back, deeper into the cave. I think the men left but all I could focus on was his hands touching me. “Do you like that?” “OH Waylon!” I moaned in his ear. “Yes, princess? Tell me what you want.” “Mark me.” I spoke without thinking. My mind was so fuzzy that it didn’t even register what I was saying until it came out. His whole body froze as my words sank in. Shit! “I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean that. Heat of the moment.” I was so embarrassed that I pushed away from him. Fixing my pants and keeping my back towards him, I walked to the opening of the cave. Some distance between us felt good. Itwas killing me
Charlotte POV “Arrogant ASSHOLE!” Shoving away from him, I had to force myself to not blast him out of this fucking cave. Waylon laughed at me which just irritated me more. “Do you want to get on my back and I’ll climb down?” My eyes were glowing as I shoulder checked him. Not even giving him the satisfaction of issuing an insult, I just started climbing down. After all this time, he still thought of me as a little girl. A helpless damsel in distress. Well fuck that! The more Waylon keeps underestimating me, the more satisfaction I am going to get by shoving it in his face that I truly did not need him! Fuck him and his magic fingers! As soon as my feet hit the ground, I turned north and started walking. Waylon can catch up. Shouldn’t take too long with his massive ego. Not that I even knew where I was but he said north so I am going north. His footsteps were silent behind me but occasionally I would hear the squish of mud under his shoes. The night was silent as the rain had l