Chapter 36: In Bed With The Black Saint

FAYE

Before I can plunge the knife deep into my heart, Nathan is there, knocking the knife out of my grasp and to the floor.

I yelled and cursed at him. Begging him to let me end it. At least then he'd be free of me. Just like he wanted.

"Faye, stop it. Stop it."

I was past listening, my hands hitting out at him. One of my palms struck him in the face and he reacted, finally catching both my hands in his and pinning it behind me as he pressed me up against him.

I started crying again. This time it was the adrenaline rush, leaving me breathless and in disarray. I couldn't believe I'd almost stabbed myself.

He allowed me to let it all out, freeing my arms to pat me gently on my back as I cried.

The crying slowed to hiccups. I tried desperately to get myself under control.

I struggled in his hold, wanting him to let me go.

"It's okay, darling. It's alright."

"No, it's not." Despite my efforts at control, I started to cry again, shuddering sobs that racked my entire body.

"You were