Continued from last part.......   Before I could blink, a knife was rushing towards my chest, I had less than a second to grab the blade, stopping its path for my heart. I bit back a groan at the pain of the very sharp blade cutting into my palm but I held on firmly. Enraged, ice blue eyes framed by dark runny mascara met my gaze. Elliott. She let out a small cry and pressed harder, trying her absolute best to get the knife into my chest while I held on, the blade cutting deeper into my palm, blood ran down my arm and dripped onto the floor, the only sound in the room apart from our breathing. Suddenly, she pulled back, dragging the blade out of my grasp before surging towards me again, the knife aimed low. I dodged her attack, swerving left and right as she swung towards me again and again, trying to cleave something off. She backed me into a table and I just managed to roll away before she swung the knife down, the blade g

 continued from last part.....   He didn’t reply, instead he extracted the key to the cuffs from his slacks and unlocked them. Seems like he trusted me not to try to escape. I rubbed at my wrists and stood, stepping away from him while he stared up at me with hot eyes, I swallowed and averted my gaze “Where’s the bathroom?” He pointed and I followed his finger to a  door in a corner and slid into the white marble room. I stood infront of the sink and stared at my reflection, trying not to grimace at my reflection, I looked like a demented panda bear with the amount of the mascara that coated my cheeks, its a wonder how Kain could bear to look at me like me, let alone want to bang me. Am I stupid or what? Or am I more dickmatized than I thought? How could I say yes? I just willingly decided to cheat on Forrest again, with the same man… But it’s the only way he’ll sign the papers a

Chapter Seven.   Compromise.     Elliott.     Something bright and annoying was shining into my face, something I wanted to murder. I let out a small moan and rolled over, stretching. I let my eyes flutter open, still feeling very drowsy. I blinked a few times to clear my eyes before looking across my bedroom at the clock. Wait a second…. my bedroom didn’t have bare concrete walls and cobwebs Panic  thumped through me as I stared around, unsure of where I was. The walls were drab with no paint job and colonies of cobwebs hanging from the ceiling and clinging to the walls unlike the annoying bright peeling yellow paint of my converted motel room The deep red afghan rug that laid on the old and slightly colourless linoleum floor was different to my puke coloured thread bare carpet. An

Chapter Eight.   As normal as life can get.     Kain.     Her arms were wrapped tightly around my waist as we raced through the darkened streets, the roar of my motorcycle echoing across the empty streets. It was 2:39am, according to the digital clock on my bike and the air racing across my face was warm, warm as the summers in Folly Beach got.   Elliott pressed her body closer to mine, so close that I could feel her heart hammering against my back, she was scared. I let out a small smile and tucked down, revving up all the way, making the bike speed up, loving the way her arms tightened around me.   We were just left a party, a party that I admittedly didn’t want to attend, choosing to wallow in my self disappointment for another night, after I admitted my true feelings to Elliott, I thought she took it well, I even thought she almost fe

  Chapter nine.     How not to get divorced.       Elliott.     My head rested on his chest as we stared up at the stars in silence, I soaked in his warmth and reveled in his strong heartbeat thumping beneath my ear. I could get used to this, to this boyfriend thing. Probably won’t be so bad.   My voice sounded weird when I spoke, lighter, softer than usual “So we’re really doing this?”   It took him a few seconds to answer but his deep voice rumbled through me and the air “Yep, I guess so” I almost moaned in content when his hand rubbed up and down my bare back, his warm hand against my chilled skin   He chuckled as his hand stopped at my waist “I’ll probably be a bad boyfriend”   I let out a soft laugh and sat up, my hand g