Beau (Blazing Devils MC Book 2)(15)
His voice took a cold turn. Goose bumps flared all over my body any heat I had fled at the tone of his voice.
“Everything ok?”
I knew the answer to that before I uttered the words.
“No.”
His simple two letter responses had me swallowing.
“What brought you here?”
Here as in his bed or here as in this town?
“What do you mean?”
“Why the fuck are you in Maine?”
He knew something, and I wasn’t sure what. What if he gives me to them? Beau wasn’t exactly on the up and up.
“Life.”
I wasn’t going to help him destroy me. I refused to help him make me more of the victim than I already was.
“Fucking talk to me.”
My tongue swelled, and the words refused to be spoken, even if I wanted to share. This beautiful haven was gone, and he was destroying any good memories I will have.
“You’re not fucking helping your cause here sweetheart.”
That endearment was music to my ears just hours ago now felt like a spike to the ear canal. Turning I refuse to look at him.
I didn’t want to remember these moments or the look in his eyes. Pulling myself to edge of the bed as far from him as I could get I reach for the clothes scattered around.
I wished I could hide I didn’t want him to see me naked it made me feel more exposed when just hours ago it made me feel beautiful and special.
His feet thumped against the floor as he closed the distance between us I guess I should be thankful he waited until I was fully clothed.
His once gentle and warm fingers gripped my chin in a cold biting touch forcing my face up to meet his.
“Look at me.”
I tried to shake my head, but his grip kept me in place.
“I want to leave.”
“You have some shit to answer and you’re not going anywhere until I have those fucking answers.” Pulling back, I glare at him.
“This is none of your fucking business, we fucked, and I thank you for that, but that’s about the extent of our relationship.”
His eyes widen with each word I spoke. It hurt to speak the truth and for a little while I let myself believe in fairy tales and prince charming.
Standing I brush past him and fight the tears wanting to spill down my cheeks. I was a foolish woman I thought someone would or could love me.
“Goodbye Beau.”
Slipping through the door, I don’t bother looking back as it closed behind me. Closing a chapter and officially ending any happiness, I may have had.
Chapter 16
Beau
I though Hyde would come up with something fucking irrelevant. I thought there was a simple reason she was here.
Never in a million fucking years would I think she was caught up and involved with the Carters.
“They’ve been looking, but keeping it hush hush.”
So, whatever she did was bad enough they didn’t want the world to know. All those good feelings went up like a puff of smoke.
“Who did they send to find her?” “Everyone, including themselves.” Fuck what did you do Emilia.
“What are we going to do?”
I ignore Hyde and walk out of the room. She was the one who needed to talk. I wanted answers and I wanted them now.
Chapter 17
Emilia
The night air was crisp. It seems I slept through the day. I needed away from here now. Picking up the pace I started to run.
The building disappeared behind the trees as I ran. My legs shook as hunger made itself known it’s been hours since I’ve eaten anything and now I was feeling a little sick.
Tears streak down my face in little rivers. I hate myself for letting him get to me for thinking he was different than the other people in this world.
Tires running over the dark road signaled a car approaching, I knew it wasn’t him even if my irrational heart wanted it to be.
Headlights flashed in front of me showing my shadow. When it came to a stop by heart froze in my chest I was out here alone in the dark.
It was the settings for a horror story. Girl walking down the road late at night, no one knows where she is, and she has no means of communication.
I shouldn’t have, left as pissed off as he was something deep inside me told me he wouldn’t hurt me. I couldn’t give him what he wanted, though he wanted information on the Carters.
The only people in this world to show any kind of care for me and I couldn’t turn my back on them. Yes, I left them behind, but telling someone about them just didn’t sit well with me.
The sound of feet hitting the pavement had my heart rate tripling and my feet moving faster. The steady pace I was walking after my original run was over.
The cold air whipped through my hair as I picked up the pace. My cheeks stung, and my feet screamed in pain.
I wanted to collapse in a ball and cry. The feel of a body colliding with mine from behind had the air I just sucked in leaving my lungs in a whoosh.
Pain erupted in my back as the hard shoulder of the person behind me dug in deep. Fresh tears spilled from my eyes as I hit the dirt, head first.
Swears spilled from a familiar voice as the world dimmed before going black. It was over, he found me. John had me and every nightmare I have had since that night would be coming true.