Spookychild’s writings

To him it didn’t matter. If she needed the sleep she had all the time in the world. He would not rush her. The surrounding silence had encouraged him. Maybe the fourth man had been killed or left the area. Donte wasn’t scared of him. He was only concerned for Mia. If the man still had a gun it would only take one bullet to kill or maim him. And he had to be careful to not get hurt because he wanted to make sure he could take care of Mia.

Donte sat on the bed and lay next to Mia. She didn’t stir. He began to caress her head. Her hair was delicate, soft, and wavy. She moved then and made tiny sounds. The sounds reminded him of a kitten. She suddenly jerked and started to shake.

Mia had woken up alone. She had looked at the ceiling and listened. It seemed to the world was quiet and empty. She thought of Donte and had looked for him. He hadn’t been in the room, and she had cried. She wondered to herself if she had dreamed him or if maybe he had left her. She was unlovable and broken. She wouldn’t blame him if he had left her. She had tried to shift the blanket that rested over her body, but her joints had popped and caused her tremendous pain. She had stopped trying to move and had cried. She was better off dead. If Donte was gone or dead she would lie here and die of thirst. She felt herself slowly drift back to sleep.

She had dreamed of hell. It was very warm and everything hurt. She looked down at her body. She was tied up, naked, and every part of her was on fire. She looked up into the face of Kyle. He was grinning at her from a few feet away. “I finally get to set you on fire Mia.” He had shouted at her. “I finally get to burn you.”

Mia jerked awake. There was the sensation of something on her head, a slow caress. She opened her eyes. Donte lay in front of her, his chin a few inches from her eyes. She whimpered abruptly, feeling relief and fear.

Donte looked into her eyes, he saw the fear but he didn’t want her to feel fear. He loved her. He had just spent hours changing the interior of the house for her. He wanted to wrap her up and pass some of the tenderness and affection he was feeling for her into her body. Maybe then she would feel better and not be so afraid.

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