Feeling Safe With Danger

Then I felt his hand graze the top of the boxers I was wearing.
My hand instinctively went to his wrist.
"Please. Not, right now. I'm too tired." I croaked.

"But I want you." He sounded childish, his breath tickled my ear.

"Please."

"No."

He let out a sigh.

My heart raced.
How could this guy want me? What did he see in me? He was the perfect guy. Gentleman, kind, charming, and down right sexy.
And me? I was some idiot girl who was stupid enough to get involved with one of the most dangerous men in town.
"Tomorrow, okay?" I wasn't ready to give myself up tonight, but I had managed to convince myself that giving myself up to Lane would be the quickest way to get over Harry.
Lane kissed my lips before he rolled off and tried to get a little sleep.
He didn't hold me or anything. He faced away from me as he drifted off.
Now I was cold.
Great.

I shot up in bed, only to be blinded by the sun rays emitting through the window.
I shook my head trying to get rid of the images my nightmare had placed in my memory. I dreamt that Harry had found me, and then raped me before killing me. It was terrifying and all, but the scariest part was that the nightmare could be come a reality. I needed to get over him fast before I did something stupid.
I looked over at the clock and saw it was about eleven am.
Lane wasn't in bed, then I heard the toilet flush.
He came out and gave me a sleepy smile.
He landed on the bed right next to me, proceeding to kiss along my jawline.
"Do you remember what you said last night, babe?"
I shut my eyes.
"Yes."
"Good." He started kissing me on the lips, kissing hard.
I began to shake. This didn't feel right but I couldn't bring myself to stop him. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his abs.
I did what my instincts told me to do, I ran my hand up and down his stomach, feeling his muscles clench and unclench with my touches.
"Mmm your lips taste amazing. I can only imagine how you will taste here." He placed his hand above my crotch. I began to squirm.
"Hold still, babe." He tugged at the t-shirt I was wearing before pulling it off of me, leaving me exposed in my bra.
I was on the verge of crying. I really wasn't ready for this, but I felt like my life was on the line. I had to get over Harry, and this was a good way to do it.

I tensed up when I thought I heard a door open and close downstairs.
"Did you hear that?"
Then I heard footsteps.
"I think someone's in the house!" My heart began to race. What if it's Harry?
"You're imagining things. You're still freaked out from last night. Let me get things off your mind."
He planted his cool lips to mine before pulling away.
He's right. Why would Harry be in Lane's house?
"Mmmmm so hot." His blue eyes grazed over my body, his desire growing more and more. His head dipped down to place kisses on my stomach. Lane didn't noticed, but a tear managed to escape my eye and roll down my cheek.


Harry's POV.
I groaned when I woke up. The pain I was feeling took over my body. Not only were my bruises throbbing, but I was sore from trying to chase Vana down last night.

I think my heart clenched when I remembered she took off with some guy last night.

I decided to shower and change into some fresh clothes. I needed to see Vana and explain what happened last night.
I began to feel ashamed today. I was angry yesterday so I wasn't thinking properly. But now I can remember the frightened look on Vana's face from when we were in the tent. She looked terrified of me.
I felt so damn guilty and I knew I needed to make it up to her.

As I drove into her neighborhood, contemplating my situation, I saw a car parked in one of her neighbor's driveway.
Never seen that none before.
Wait.
Angry rushed over me, my knuckles turned white on the steering wheel.
It was a black cruiser.
I pulled up to that house instead of Vana's.
This must have been the guy. I figured I would pay him a little visit before I talked to Vana.

I didn't bother knocking or ringing the door bell. I reached to turn the door knob.
Yup, it was unlocked.
What a dumbass.
I closed the door quietly, hoping to remain secretive. I walked around the downstairs before making my way up.

I reached for the nearest door on the left, swinging it open.





I think my heart actually dropped into my stomach when I looked into the room.

Notes

What do you think Harry saw?

Yeah, it's pretty obvious.

What do you think is gonna happen next?
Again, don't be mad at me for this chapter.

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