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nightmares, you don t understand what this is like
I don t really give a flying fuck about your nightmares, Sophie. I don t know what
the fuck you re talking about, and frankly, I don t care to discuss it further.
Sophie slammed the phone down into the receiver and covered her face with her
hands. God, she hated him. Why couldn t she move past all this and get on with her
life? Cerby whined and nudged her, but she pushed him away and stood, going for her
jacket. She was going to figure out what the fuck was going on before she went crazy.
She was going to the clearing in the woods, and she wasn t leaving until she found
some peace.
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Deep in the Woods
* * * * *
It wasn t until she was in the car that she realized she should have left a note for
Dave. She didn t even have her phone with her to call him. She should at least have
brought Cerby. God, Dave would be pissed. She was supposed to check in with him
whenever she went anywhere. She d just been punished for the exact same thing she
was doing, not even a week ago. In fact, she d been punished for sneaking off to this
exact same place. She thought she should just turn around, deal with it later. But she
was so close to remembering& She felt her memories teetering on some cusp of her
brain. It was like knowing a word but not quite being able to remember it. She knew if
she could just remember, then the nightmares would stop. At least she hoped so. She
argued back and forth with herself to the point where she was so near the park, it
seemed stupid to turn around.
She pulled in and parked. It was late afternoon, nice and cool, and lots of families
were still on the playground, while others exercised on the circular path surrounding it.
She passed them all, deep in thought. Remember, remember, remember&
She took her time walking to the trail, trying to remember that night. She passed
into the thicker woods where the trail changed from concrete to earth. She climbed the
path until she reached the clearing and then sat in the center of it. She was determined
to sit here and try to remember until she shook it loose from her brain. The sun was
dropping in the sky, making her squint as it shone through the barren winter trees. She
closed her eyes and let her mind drift.
Nothing.
She pursed her lips in frustration and lay back on the cool earth. She looked up at
the trees over her, the crisscrossing branches. Remember, remember& She d never
meditated before in her life, but now she tried. She emptied her mind and made her
body relax. In time, the cool breeze and faint chirping of birds soothed her and she felt
herself taken back to that time. Remember&
She remembered darkness, cold. Rain on her face. She was so sick, so nauseous.
Sickness, lightning, pain& blood& She drew her hands up to her face and saw blood on
her fingers. Barry pushing her back. Blood, blood, blood& She heard thunder and felt
the rain on her face. My god. My god, it hurt so badly. Let me up. Let me up& She forced
her way up and saw blood on her thighs, on her hands. Barry raped her, hurt her, that s
what happened. No. There was too much blood for that. Sickness, lightning, screams,
rain, horrible pain and cramps that made her double over& blood& and cramping that
seemed to tear her asunder&
Sophie sat up with a cry, grasping her middle, caught between past and present.
She knew now, she remembered. It had to be& She d had a miscarriage. And Barry had
been there, holding her down while she cried for him to help her. It hurts. Please! Barry
was there now, coming closer. Oh god. Barry. No, it was just another dream. Wake up,
wake up now.
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Annabel Joseph
No. It wasn t a dream. She wasn t sleeping. Barry was there, a few yards away from
her. He was watching her with a curious expression on his face.
She leaped to her feet, shaking off her confusion. What are you doing here?
He shrugged. I knew you d come here. I always knew exactly what your next
move would be. That s what made me such a good Dom.
She swallowed down fear. He couldn t hurt her now, not anymore. She raised her
chin and faced him down. You were a horrible Dom.
Was I? You seemed to enjoy yourself when we were together.
Yeah, when I was coherent. When I wasn t drugged and mindfucked to within an
inch of my life.
You liked it, Sophie.
No. You abused me. The things you did to me were wrong.
Who says? You never said they were wrong. You never told me to stop. That s
what made you such a good sub, he said with a grin. She wanted to rip his face off.
I know what happened, she said instead. Emotion rose in her throat, straining her
voice so she could barely speak. I know now. I remember. I lost a baby here. Our
baby.
He looked at her, his eyes narrowing. You had a miscarriage, yes. Not that it
matters now. Why do you want to bring all this up, why now? It s ancient history. We
went home afterward and you were fine. Who gives a shit?
She shook her head. You held me down. You held me down in the dirt right there.
I was sick, I was in horrible pain
You had a miscarriage, he said more loudly. It was a mess.
It was a mess? Sophie s sorrow spun into disbelieving rage. That s what you
have to say about it? It was a mess? What s wrong with you?
Barry snorted and crossed his arms over his chest. What s wrong with me? It was
you, you lost the baby. It was your fault.
How was it my fault? What the hell are you talking about?
It was your fault, he yelled, suddenly enraged. You forgot your damn pill or
something. It was all your fault, Sophie. You belonged to me and me alone [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]