Chapter 15

(Feel me, see me, hear me:OM)

It's 5am in the morning. The streets are full of life without humans roaming it. They look very much at piece. I hear them sing a song that not many people admire. Silence! Very loud music I should tell you.

Every road or street has a story. One has the memory of many dead bodies the other of hobos crying out for help that maybe one day someone might come and save them from poverty. Many of them have very sad tales to tell. Sad I know.

Silence in the car and the only loud thing in here is my breathing, very forceful I must say.

Bryson is driving, although I'm mad at him I can't keep away from the fact that he still looks good while driving. He keeps on looking back to check on me. I don't know maybe he's trying to make eye contact, the thing is I'm mad at him so I evade myself.

We arrived at my house and Bryson parked the car in the garage. He opened the back seat door and looked me in the eyes and I looked away. My mom just walked in the house without even checking up on me. Bryson picked me up and took me to my room.

"I'll run hot water for you so that you can soak up and relax" he gave me a worried look

I just nodded my head and looked away then he walked out.

I took off his puffer jacket and took one of my towels and wrapped myself with it. On my way to the bathroom I walked past him and he paused for a minute then he walked away.

I missed the scent of lavender bubble bath and the pleasure of hot water burning on your skin. It's sweet that he also added those scented candles, they smelled like vanilla. I then dropped my towel and stared at the bruises on my body. I couldn't recognize myself in the mirror. I looked so hideous and unflattering so I quickly switched off the lights. I stepped in the bathtub it burnt my feet a little but I bravely went in, ignoring the excruciating pain my body was experiencing at the moment. Everything came rushing back. I dipped my whole body in the water and everything that happened to me in the mansion kept on replaying itself in my head. When I was about to let myself drown I remembered both my siblings that they're gonna need me especially after their father dying.

I bathed and brushed my teeth, I then wrapped myself with my towel and headed to my room.

When I opened the door I saw Ray sitting on my bed. He looked up at me with tears in his eyes.

I silently walked to my closet and took out my pajamas.

"I know they hurt you. I know they treated you like some sort of wild animal!" I heard his voice break.

I paused.

"Kayla I know you've been through a lot but please talk to me. I love you and I just want to hear your voice please"

I took my lotion, still mute and silent. I put it on my face, ignoring him even though deep down I really wanted to breakdown in his arms.

"Kayla please" I looked at him and saw a teardrop.

I took my lotion and walked to him. I gave him my lotion and looked at him in the eyes. He was confused. I dropped my towel and I sat next to him on the bed and started applying lotion on myself.

"Help me" I whispered

He took the lotion and massaged it on my back and swerved his hands to my breasts. He was gentle also considering my wounds he made sure he was gentle.

"Where's the oil?" He asked

"In the drawer" I said softly

He walked to the drawer and took one of my massaging oils. He came to the bed and bent down to kiss me.

"Close your eyes" he whispered

He applied the oil on his hands and gently pushed me back on the bed and I laid there facing the room.

"Close your eyes please"

I hesitantly closed my eyes. Then I felt his hands massage my breast,I was aroused. He made me feel alive again. He gently ran his hands all over my body. He then kissed me,I missed this feeling. He went down from my neck all gentle and slow. I let out a gentle moan. Then he paused at my breasts and sucked them. He was not all rough and fast. He treated me like glass. Something so delicate and easily shattered. He went lower and centered my belly button with his tongue. He then spread my legs open and put them on his shoulders. Wet kisses on my thighs I then clung on the sheets. With a mild and tender manner he bit my thigh, I let out another soft moan. Trying not to be loud because my mother was in the house. He then swerved his head to my vulva. His tongue knew how to talk with it I must say(inner chuckle). He played with my tits. I open my eyes and saw nothing but the stars. He pushed his tongue deeper and i felt tears falling. A warm sensation rushing through my body, now I want him inside me. I think I came twice. I pulled his head up and kissed him passionately. I've missed him so much. I thought I lost him forever, I thought I wouldn't see him ever again. Even though I hate myself so much after seeing my body all bruised and ruined he still wants to pleasure me and isn't afraid to say I love you.

I take off his shirt and he took off his pants and takes off his underwear. He's already aroused and hard. He's warm and tranquil when he's on top of me. He just laid there on top of me and listened to my heartbeat. He looked me in my eyes and brushed his thumb against my cheek. He kissed me and he whispered "I love you Skai Matthews" and he put it in. As I was about to say I love you back, I froze... i saw Bryson disappear and I saw those five men surrounding me. I heard one of them yelling at me to take off my clothes, while one of them held a gun on my head.

Kayla! Kayla!....