Savior

Chp. 29

Connor

I watched her from afar and that man suddenly walked elsewhere. She seemed uneasy and looked around too much.

Where is that man going?

I looked around to check and purposely pushed my cart into her. She let out a small yelp and dropped something she was holding.

I reached down to get it for her as she also did so. Just as I thought, I caught a glimpse of her wrists. They were bruised. A bit faded but it was still enough for me to know what was going on. Even as I stared straight at her, she didn't seem to recognize me.

When I reached out to get her attention she was quite startled.

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you. Here. You dropped this."

A simple 'thank you' was all. Did she really not remember me?

"Don't you know me?"

"Um..sorry I don't quite remember."

She was in a hurry. It was obvious she was nervous which was why I wanted to keep her longer and ask everything I could now.

After I mentioned I was her neighbor she seemed to remember. But the man was returning and she started to fidget. She timidly reached to retrieve the paper plates and rolled away.

She was like a frightened lamb, running away. From the corner of my eyes I saw the man return and quickly turned away towards the registar.

I took a short glance back and saw him caressing her. She reacted in a strange way. She was uncomfortable but it also seemed to me that she was fine with it. Almost relieved...

Were my assumptions wrong?

But it didn't make sense. Why wouldn't she ask for help? It didn't add up.

I waited in my car and minutes after they both walked out of the store I found that their vehicle was parked near the corner of the parking lot. It was an old jeep.

It stood there for a while until the two walked off to the near department store. The things they did together seemed normal to the point there should've been no further doubts or curiosities.

Normally that would be the case.

But I continued to watch and eventually followed their car. I was two cars behind but the surrounding cars started going separate ways when we were going uphill to a more isolated place. They would notice if I followed any further.

The houses were more separated from each other now. At this point, it was hard for me to follow them without being too visible. Thankfully there was one cornerstore we were approaching and I stopped while their car continued to go straight.

Phelia

The sky got darker and we soon rolled into the parking lot in front of the house and Hayden got off to get the bags from the back seats. He was quiet but I didn't think oddly of it.

He left the bags in the livingroom and ran a bath for us to dip into. The water was boiling hot and it was rather soothing when I got in.

He had me lay against his chest in between his long legs. His hands were gentle. Feeling me up and down as he washed me. They sent shivers down my body.

I watched as the water droplets slid down his finger tips and met the tips of mine. They slowly crept up my neck to feel and check the scars again.

"Since when did you start avoiding people."

He noticed my fears outside. I felt him looking at me. Waiting.

"I..I don't know."

I was shaking as I told him a lie. He hated lies. I tried again.

"I..I'm just not used to being outside around bunch of people."

I was scared of them. They were ordinary people. But so were my parents but I never trusted them.

People were all the same. Just like my parents and just like Hayden and me. We all have our secrets. Things he keeps from me and I from him.

The waters rumbled as he shifted and had me turn to face him.

"And yet you don't resist me. And that's what's interesting about you. You despise me don't you?"

His eyes bore into mine and I didn't know what to do but stare back into those beautiful eyes of his.

I didn't understand either. It became a pointless question to me. I despised him. But he was also able to calm me. He murdered my parents but before that he had saved me.

The numerous harm he inflicted on me were drowning in the ways he touched me and I often forgot. How could I forget? My helpless, shameful desires.

He set me free.

His face was not repulsive at the moment. It became something more. I felt this bitterness inside when I looked at him. But this sweetness too.

I was able to realize it more from what had happened today. There was no one in this world that would understand me as Hayden did.

I leaned against him with only my hands filling our gap. My legs were parted and surrounding his hips. He observed me while I couldn't give him a single glance and just looked down.

Hayden was not like those people.

The waters created small tides rocking back and forth to the rhythm we made. Eventually some overflowed as our movements became wreckless.

My voice wavered and my small whimpers echoed in the bathroom. His soft lips met mine and quieted me down.

The water slowly drained down the pipes while we continued. My body was no longer wanting to resist. I laid against the floor as the back of my skin rubbed on the bathroom tiles. I had lost myself from what was right. Senseless.

My body leaned closer and pressed onto him to continue. I was becoming so spoiled, needing all his attention. His hands gripped my bottoms tight, turning me over to ram me from the back. Pulling my hair and leaving bruised kisses. He filled me to the core while I drank all of his.

And how lovely that was.

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