Page 80 of Blinded By Hate
“That was before!” I say, tears streaming down my face as everything in that fucking room replays in my mind. “That was before I got fucked up! That was before they fucking broke me, Hayden!”
“You never told me what they did in there.”
I shake my head as my heart speeds up. “Please don’t make me tell you.”
An image of Eric flashes in my head.
Eric walks closer to me, a menacing smile on his face with a knife in his hand.
“Won’t hurt much, sweetheart. I’ll go easy on you.”
And when he finally puts his hands on me, I scream.
Hayden walks closer to me and I step back, screaming.
I don’t mean to scream but I can’t stop.
Hayden still walks towards me and he wraps his arms around me as I sob into his chest.
“Please, please don’t make me. I don’t want to go back there,” I cry while pushing my face into his chest more.
Being this close to him feels like home but when will these images of Eric, Marco, and that room pass?
When will it all go away?
“It’s okay. You’re okay, you’re going to be okay. I’ve got you.”
I shake my head in his chest. “No it’s not. It’s all going to end in a disaster again.”
Hayden runs his fingers through my hair and rubs his thumb against my cheek softly. “Just give me a chance.”
“You’re getting married,” I mumble and lean away from him to stare at his face. “Whatever you and I want to happen, can’t. It’s wrong and not who I am.”
“You’re the only one I want and if I can’t have you then I don’t want to have anyone. I told you so many times that I’m obsessive and almost addicted. My heart is dedicated to you. My fucking heartbeats are dedicated to you.”
“Then why would you marry someone if this is how you feel Hayden?”
Hayden pushes a strand of my hair behind my ear. “I can’t tell you. Not yet,” Hayden whispers. “Make my world fucking stop, Jaclyn,” he says, turning my head so that I can look up at him.
His eyes are heated again and they almost look daring.
“Hayden,” I say as a warning but my mind is telling me to shut up.
“Stop my world again, princess. Destroy my heart and everything that makes me Hayden Night. I’m begging you.”
And as I look at Hayden, who almost looks desperate, I can’t help but lean forward and kiss him.
His lips connect with mine and my eyes automatically close. Hayden’s lips feel smooth and warm against mine and so familiar.
It’s like he sucks all the negative air out of me and breathes in love. His kisses will always have this kind of effect on me. Kissing him makes me smile against his lips and wrap my arms together around him.
Hayden instantly grabs my cheek and his other hand is on my waist, squeezing and gripping me tighter.
Hayden sucks my bottom lip and I breath out heavily before connecting our lips again. The spot between my legs pulses and my heart feels like it’s going to burst out of my chest.
He has a way of melting every part of me without even trying.
We can’t.