his license
being revoked; he could have lived with losing his reputation and
his prestigious job; he even could have lived with losing his
family and friends, but his breaking point was when he couldn’t
live with his own body. And that was thanks to Kat. The same Kat
that was starting to consume his thoughts, the same Kat that he
wanted to protect just an hour ago, and the same Kat that was
showing him a different side of herself. And now he was torn, torn
by his own past and by the woman in the other room.
He couldn’t stop the tears that ran down his
cheeks. This pain, these memories, that was what he wanted to hide
from. That was the reason he wanted to break Kat’s will to mirror
his own. But damn, she was stronger, so much stronger than he ever
was, and he commended her for that. She was sitting in the other
room, no doubt worrying about him, while he let his broken soul
take over his body and mind, but he couldn’t help it, he was just
that – broken.
After tossing and turning and trying
desperately to keep the memories at bay, Mason finally fell into a
restless sleep.
Chapter 16
Kat slept off
and on for the last few hours. Every time she closed her eyes, she
relived the fear of helplessly being pinned against the wall. Benny
had been there when she finally fell asleep, but was gone by the
first time she woke up. She wanted to stay awake because she didn’t
like the dreams, and she liked knowing that Mason was just down the
hall. Her kidnapper turned savior. And when she stared at
the darkness surrounding her, she imagined a pair of hard green
eyes turning soft when they looked at her. She could see the pain,
the rage, the undying determination to finish what was started, but
then the green eyes would see her and they would reflect hurt,
sadness, and most definitely worry.
And with that comforting image, she flitted
back to sleep. She dreamed again of Junior taunting her, but
slowly, his image began to fade as his mouth formed an awkward
shape. Before his face distorted and the dream disappeared around
her, she barely heard his words. “No, please, you don’t want to do
this. No. God, no.” Something was wrong, this wasn’t how it
happened, and she couldn’t help the haunting feeling that something
wasn’t right. All at once, the dream turned back into reality and
she woke with a start, panting hard. She heard the words echoing in
her head along with her heartbeat that suddenly pounded loud and
dangerous in her chest.
She heard the begging again, barely audible
through the fog that had surrounded her. “No, please, you don’t
want to do this. No. God, no.” She didn’t comprehend what was going
on for a moment, trying to determine if she was still sleeping. And
then it hit her, quickly and suddenly. That was Mason!
She hopped out of her bed and made it to
Mason’s room in seconds flat. And there he was, sprawled on his bed
with his legs and arms flailing like he was fighting. Yet his eyes
were closed tight. He was having a nightmare. Instinct took over
and she made her way to the bed and caught his arms before he had a
chance to harm her. She held them tightly against her chest with
one hand and began stroking his drenched brow. “Mason, shhh, it’s
all right. It’s Kat, you’re all right. Please wake up.” She
repeated this several times before he finally stirred. The
confusion on his face was evident as he became aware of his
surroundings.
“Shh, it’s all right,” she soothed. “You
were having a nightmare.”
“Kat?”
“Yes, you’re all right. I’m here.”
*****
Mason hadn’t had nightmares in a while. He
used to get them in prison and he even had a few here and there
when he got out, but he had mostly suppressed that part of his
life. Apparently what happened with Kat earlier had brought up more
than he realized. His nightmare this time was from the first time
he was raped. The dream was so vivid while it was happening, he
would have sworn it was happening all
being revoked; he could have lived with losing his reputation and
his prestigious job; he even could have lived with losing his
family and friends, but his breaking point was when he couldn’t
live with his own body. And that was thanks to Kat. The same Kat
that was starting to consume his thoughts, the same Kat that he
wanted to protect just an hour ago, and the same Kat that was
showing him a different side of herself. And now he was torn, torn
by his own past and by the woman in the other room.
He couldn’t stop the tears that ran down his
cheeks. This pain, these memories, that was what he wanted to hide
from. That was the reason he wanted to break Kat’s will to mirror
his own. But damn, she was stronger, so much stronger than he ever
was, and he commended her for that. She was sitting in the other
room, no doubt worrying about him, while he let his broken soul
take over his body and mind, but he couldn’t help it, he was just
that – broken.
After tossing and turning and trying
desperately to keep the memories at bay, Mason finally fell into a
restless sleep.
Chapter 16
Kat slept off
and on for the last few hours. Every time she closed her eyes, she
relived the fear of helplessly being pinned against the wall. Benny
had been there when she finally fell asleep, but was gone by the
first time she woke up. She wanted to stay awake because she didn’t
like the dreams, and she liked knowing that Mason was just down the
hall. Her kidnapper turned savior. And when she stared at
the darkness surrounding her, she imagined a pair of hard green
eyes turning soft when they looked at her. She could see the pain,
the rage, the undying determination to finish what was started, but
then the green eyes would see her and they would reflect hurt,
sadness, and most definitely worry.
And with that comforting image, she flitted
back to sleep. She dreamed again of Junior taunting her, but
slowly, his image began to fade as his mouth formed an awkward
shape. Before his face distorted and the dream disappeared around
her, she barely heard his words. “No, please, you don’t want to do
this. No. God, no.” Something was wrong, this wasn’t how it
happened, and she couldn’t help the haunting feeling that something
wasn’t right. All at once, the dream turned back into reality and
she woke with a start, panting hard. She heard the words echoing in
her head along with her heartbeat that suddenly pounded loud and
dangerous in her chest.
She heard the begging again, barely audible
through the fog that had surrounded her. “No, please, you don’t
want to do this. No. God, no.” She didn’t comprehend what was going
on for a moment, trying to determine if she was still sleeping. And
then it hit her, quickly and suddenly. That was Mason!
She hopped out of her bed and made it to
Mason’s room in seconds flat. And there he was, sprawled on his bed
with his legs and arms flailing like he was fighting. Yet his eyes
were closed tight. He was having a nightmare. Instinct took over
and she made her way to the bed and caught his arms before he had a
chance to harm her. She held them tightly against her chest with
one hand and began stroking his drenched brow. “Mason, shhh, it’s
all right. It’s Kat, you’re all right. Please wake up.” She
repeated this several times before he finally stirred. The
confusion on his face was evident as he became aware of his
surroundings.
“Shh, it’s all right,” she soothed. “You
were having a nightmare.”
“Kat?”
“Yes, you’re all right. I’m here.”
*****
Mason hadn’t had nightmares in a while. He
used to get them in prison and he even had a few here and there
when he got out, but he had mostly suppressed that part of his
life. Apparently what happened with Kat earlier had brought up more
than he realized. His nightmare this time was from the first time
he was raped. The dream was so vivid while it was happening, he
would have sworn it was happening all
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