Chapter 12

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I wait for Dom to fall asleep and when I hear his breathing finally even out, I slide out of his arms carefully and gently climb out of his bed, making sure not to wake him. I pad over to his closet and grab an empty backpack off the top shelf and pack up the clothes he bought me before getting dressed in a casual outfit. I'm sad I have to leave my knee-high boots behind but I can't take everything with me. Only the essentials.

I walk over to his dresser where my two sets of earrings and necklaces are sitting atop and run my fingertips over all of them, wishing I could take them with me but they have to stay too. They have no place being with me where I'm going but hopefully one day Dom can meet a mortal woman deserving of them. Until then, they'll just have to serve as a reminder of me and what we had.

I feel tears prick the corners of my eyes and push them back, refusing to let myself cry. I can't cry. Not now. I knew all along this is how things had to end and the time has come to walk away from him. For good. The thought breaks my heart but I have to do it.

For Dom.

I pull his backpack over my shoulders and tiptoe to his bed quietly and hold my long locks of hair to the side as I lean over his head and kiss his forehead. I close my eyes, wishing things could have been different between us. But this is just how things have to be for us.

I press my hand to his cheek and give him one long last kiss on the lips, searing his lips to my memory. I feel him stir under me and freeze where I stand, and stop breathing altogether. I hear him mumble something incoherently and sigh in relief when he turns in bed and hugs my pillow to his chest. It's sad but sweet seeing him hug it so tight to him.

I straighten up and walk out of his bedroom door and close it behind me, but I don't look back at him as I leave him behind forever.

I feel my heart shattering as I make my way down the stairs to his bar and take it all in one last time as I make my way to the kitchen and can't help but feel sad, knowing I'll never be able to walk down those stairs again to seduce him or just hang out with him on the nights I couldn't wait for him to get off. I'm going to miss being with him in every sense of the word.

I walk through the kitchen door and head for the back exit of his establishment. I open the door and feel my heart beat a mile a minute when I hear an alarm go off.

I should have known he had an alarm.

I quickly lock the door behind me and run out of his bar, not wanting to give him a chance to catch me and run like I've never run before. I make it to the outskirts of town in no time. When I feel I've put enough distance between us, I slow down to a walk and start to look around for a place I can hide for the night, knowing it won't be long before the sun rises. I see a shed out in the distance and start to walk toward it when I hear the rumble of a motorcycle fast approaching.

Shit.

I quickly hide behind a bush, which is one of the worst hiding spots known to man, but I'm out in the middle of nowhere and don't have many places to hide so the bush will have to do. I lower my backpack onto the ground beside me in case I have to make a quick run for it. The less weight I have on me, the better.

I hear the motorcycle pull to a stop a few feet from where I'm hiding and bite my lip when I hear footsteps approach. Is it him?

I close my eyes and breathe in their scent and feel my heart clench when I realize it's Dom.

He came for me. Why? Why couldn't he just let me go? That would have made this all so much easier if he had just let me walk away like I need to.

"I know you're scared but you don't have to run. I'll protect you," I hear him say and can't help but smile at his words, loving how brave my knight in shining armor is.

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