All Chapters of Chasing Broken Dreams: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

...SEQUEL CHASING BROKEN DESIRES...Today is my day. Today is the day that fairytales are made of. Today is the day that dreams are made of. I have been planning for this day for months. I have dreamt of this day for weeks. Today is a new beginning. Today is the beginning of the rest of my life.Today is my wedding day.I have just broken away from the reception to come to the ladies; that is when I hear a familiar voice behind me.“I never took you for a lipstick girl.”“Luke!”“Hi, Jenna. It is really nice to see you again; it is really nice.”“What are you doing here? You are not allowed to be here.”“I can be where ever I want. Your husband cannot stop me.”“What do you want?”“That is a stupid question, Jenna.”“Well, you can't have me.”“I can have whatever I want.”“Just lea

...Tyler POV... We on our way to the Sheriff in the next town; they owe me a favor; I am hoping they can give me a search warrant for Luke’s town. As we drive away, I look back to see if that asshole leaves town on his way to Jenna, perhaps, but no such luck. For someone that has no common sense at the moment, he is surely keeping her hidden quite well. I will not rest today or tomorrow, or even the next days after that, until I find my wife. He will slip up, I am going to find her, and when I do, he is going to pay for it; I am not sure how or what, but he will regret the day he ever laid a hand on her. “Are you okay there, Tyler?” Nathan looks over at me, rather concerned. “I am going off my goddamn mind.” “We will find her.” “I am just scared that we might be too late.” “He wants her; he won’t hurt her.” “It’s what else he would do to her that worries me the most.” “Don’t think like that, man.” There

I am startled awake by a loud thud at the door, followed by the yanking of the chains. I hear the chain being dropped to the floor, not being locked again as always before; I can hear the district sound of something being dragged along the floor I am struck with fear; what has he come back for so early again tonight As he turns the corner, I am horrified with the sight of what he has been dragging behind him. “Tyler!” I look at Luke look in horror, “What have you done to him?” “Relax, he is still alive.” “What did you do to him?” I ask Luke again “I had to knock his snooping ass out. What a lovely reunion this is going to be.” “I told you he would find me.” “Yes, he did but without backup. Both of you are stuck here now.” 

Tyler has just taken a life, Luke’s crazy rampage has come to an end. His hand is wrapped around my shoulder as we walk back to his truck. Not a word is being spoken; how does something like this affect someone, how does taking a life affect your own. What is this going to do to the man next to me, the man that I love, the man that has just paid the ultimate sacrifice to save my life? A situation that was created by me that turned a friend into a monster. I am scared I lose Tyler, not him itself, but his mind; right now, he shows no feeling or remorse, will he, in time, start losing himself. I don’t know what to say to him, but I have to say something; the silence drives me insane. I need to know if he is okay if he is going to be okay, “Baby.” He briefly turns his head and looks at me, “Yes, baby.” Without trying to sound with too much desperation in my voice, I s

It's been two weeks; the nightmares are not getting any better; I don't see him at all during the days, I spent my nights awake watching over him and crying for him. It should be the happiest part of our marriage, but it's not; he is going through something awful that I can't even begin to understand. I need to talk to him. There is something I need to tell him. I find him out by the stables. “Hey, baby.” I hand him a cup of hot coffee. I reach out to give it to him, and I cannot help but noticed how his hands are shaking. “Thank you.” He only but mumbles from underneath his breath. I move a little bit close to him and sit down on the bench next to him, “Baby, we need to talk.” “Jenna, I am not in the mood for you telling me how you don't understand and how you want to help me.”