she’s been asking for you though; said she’s scared and wants to stay close to you.”
Guilt threatens to choke me, “Alright, tell them she can see me if she needs.”
It’s the least I can do.
Cooper nods then shuts the door.
I lay back closing my eyes and think about Julia. I knows she’s pissed right now but I meant what I said to Coop. I’ll make it up to her. I just don’t know when. I have to get myself halfway normal again; those bastards really fucked with our heads. She’s the only reason I agreed to this rehabilitation shit.
For the last week it was the memories I have of her that kept me alive. Every time one of those bastards came in to torture us, I would retreat into my mind and think about her. I would think about our nights on the beach. I’d remember the way her eyes lit up with her bright smile and the peace I always felt from just being around her. And most of all… I’d remember her beautiful laugh. I’d let the sound of it wash over me as I felt every lash from the whip that tore down on my skin. There were times I thought I’d never see her again and that was when I decided if I ever got out of there alive I wouldn’t stay away. Not anymore. I stayed away as long as I did because after knowing what it felt like to be inside of her I couldn’t trust myself not to do it again. It’s going to be hell on my control but I need her in my life again. I’ve lived with seeing so much bad shit the last few years, I need Julia to remind me of the good again.
One year later…
I pull up to the small, southern-styled house and look down again at the address Cooper gave me to check that I’m at the right place. Getting out of my truck I take in my surroundings and look over the place. It’s a nice house, even with needing some fixing up. I can see Julia here, I just hate how secluded she is. Even though it’s only 3 minutes from town her closest neighbor is a mile down the road and with so many trees you can’t even see the house. If she was ever in trouble no one would hear her call for help… Don’t go there man, you have enough shit to worry about when it comes to her. Shaking my head I walk up the front porch and knock.
“Come in!”
Stiffening, I glare at the door. What the fuck? What the hell is wrong with her? She has no idea who’s at her door and she just yells at them to come in? Feeling pissed now, I let myself in and hear Julia yell from upstairs as I’m closing the door.
“I’m sorry, I must have got the time wrong. I thought you said 7:00. Go to the kitchen and grab yourself something to drink. I just need a few minutes, I’ll be right down.”
Hearing the sound of her voice after being gone so long stirs up emotions I haven’t felt in a long time.
Obviously she’s expecting someone. Glancing down at my watch I see it’s just after 6. Great, I have less than an hour to plead my case.
I walk straight ahead finding the kitchen and see cookies on the counter. They’re still on the baking sheet warm from the oven. Snatching one I pop the whole thing in my mouth and I want to groan at how good it is. Damn, Margaret taught her well. I take one more and go sit at the kitchen table.
I wonder if she’s expecting Kayla, maybe I can ask Coop to keep her with him. With that thought I grab my cell phone and start texting Cooper when I hear Julia come down the stairs. Standing up I take a deep breath and brace myself for the shit storm that’s about to hit.
I can’t believe I got the time wrong, I could have sworn he said 7:00. Thank goodness I started getting ready early. I looked down at myself, loving the new yellow strapless sundress I bought. It’s perfect for the hot weather we’ve been having. I walk down the stairs with the vase of flowers he sent me today and step into the kitchen with a smile. “Thanks so much for the flowers you…” I stop, every part of me freezing, including my breath. I stare at the person standing in my
Guilt threatens to choke me, “Alright, tell them she can see me if she needs.”
It’s the least I can do.
Cooper nods then shuts the door.
I lay back closing my eyes and think about Julia. I knows she’s pissed right now but I meant what I said to Coop. I’ll make it up to her. I just don’t know when. I have to get myself halfway normal again; those bastards really fucked with our heads. She’s the only reason I agreed to this rehabilitation shit.
For the last week it was the memories I have of her that kept me alive. Every time one of those bastards came in to torture us, I would retreat into my mind and think about her. I would think about our nights on the beach. I’d remember the way her eyes lit up with her bright smile and the peace I always felt from just being around her. And most of all… I’d remember her beautiful laugh. I’d let the sound of it wash over me as I felt every lash from the whip that tore down on my skin. There were times I thought I’d never see her again and that was when I decided if I ever got out of there alive I wouldn’t stay away. Not anymore. I stayed away as long as I did because after knowing what it felt like to be inside of her I couldn’t trust myself not to do it again. It’s going to be hell on my control but I need her in my life again. I’ve lived with seeing so much bad shit the last few years, I need Julia to remind me of the good again.
One year later…
I pull up to the small, southern-styled house and look down again at the address Cooper gave me to check that I’m at the right place. Getting out of my truck I take in my surroundings and look over the place. It’s a nice house, even with needing some fixing up. I can see Julia here, I just hate how secluded she is. Even though it’s only 3 minutes from town her closest neighbor is a mile down the road and with so many trees you can’t even see the house. If she was ever in trouble no one would hear her call for help… Don’t go there man, you have enough shit to worry about when it comes to her. Shaking my head I walk up the front porch and knock.
“Come in!”
Stiffening, I glare at the door. What the fuck? What the hell is wrong with her? She has no idea who’s at her door and she just yells at them to come in? Feeling pissed now, I let myself in and hear Julia yell from upstairs as I’m closing the door.
“I’m sorry, I must have got the time wrong. I thought you said 7:00. Go to the kitchen and grab yourself something to drink. I just need a few minutes, I’ll be right down.”
Hearing the sound of her voice after being gone so long stirs up emotions I haven’t felt in a long time.
Obviously she’s expecting someone. Glancing down at my watch I see it’s just after 6. Great, I have less than an hour to plead my case.
I walk straight ahead finding the kitchen and see cookies on the counter. They’re still on the baking sheet warm from the oven. Snatching one I pop the whole thing in my mouth and I want to groan at how good it is. Damn, Margaret taught her well. I take one more and go sit at the kitchen table.
I wonder if she’s expecting Kayla, maybe I can ask Coop to keep her with him. With that thought I grab my cell phone and start texting Cooper when I hear Julia come down the stairs. Standing up I take a deep breath and brace myself for the shit storm that’s about to hit.
I can’t believe I got the time wrong, I could have sworn he said 7:00. Thank goodness I started getting ready early. I looked down at myself, loving the new yellow strapless sundress I bought. It’s perfect for the hot weather we’ve been having. I walk down the stairs with the vase of flowers he sent me today and step into the kitchen with a smile. “Thanks so much for the flowers you…” I stop, every part of me freezing, including my breath. I stare at the person standing in my
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