Forcing Me To Listen

POV: Laura

He wouldn’t stop carrying me around, even when we finally got home. He carried me out of the car in his arms, taking me into the house and up the stairs without putting me down for even one second. Each time I complained, he shut me up with a kiss, making it hard for me to say a damn word to refute his actions. He gave me a cold bath and nursed me for the rest of the day, feeding and caring for me until I started feeling better. He gave me some drugs to take, claiming it would get rid of the coke in my system and any other drugs that bastard made me take.

He gets so pissed whenever he speaks of Mr Stevens, and I know without being told that the fight between them has only just begun. When I woke up, I wanted to ask him why the office was so noisy and bloody, but I was not in the right frame of mind to be asking too many questions, so I just let it go. And now that we are alone, I still can’t ask him about that because he is talking to me about our earlier misunderstanding,