You Are Mine: You Are My Everything

Chapter 20: Terrors

"You are late."

I glance up at my father with a small frown "sorry, football practice ran long."

"Then you tell your coach you have to leave."

"I can't, Dad. Isn't the whole point of this so I can get a scholarship at some point? College scouts don't take kindly to a player that constantly dips out on practice early."

"Is that back talk?"

I force a hard inward breath through my nose, and I shake my head slowly "no, sir."

"Good, now get in the car, thanks to you we have an hour less than what I had wanted tonight."

I turn my gaze down to the floor as I toss my bag down "I am exhausted, can't it wait until tomorrow?"

"No, it can't, give it a year or two and you will understand. When you get the urge, you get the urge."

I turn my gaze to the ground, I will never be like you.

"If you are really that tired, I can always take your sister."

I grit my teeth and turn my hard gaze to him "let's get this over with."

He smiles wickedly at me and steps closer "eventually you are going to have to let her learn that the world is cruel, you are not going to always be around to protect her."

I glance up at him "and you won't always be around to intimidate us." 

I flinch when he grabs my arm roughly and glares into my eyes "is that a threat, kid?  I will always be here, whispering in your ear making sure you remember who your loyalty lies with." 

"Fear is not loyalty." 

"You know what I don't want a girl tonight anymore, I want to practice my stitches. Go lay on the couch, I think I will use a steak knife tonight."

I sit up in bed running my hand through my sweat-drenched hair. My hand is shaking.

"Colin?" Emery murmurs beside me, she sounds half asleep. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes, fine," I say.

Emery slowly turns to me frowning softly.

"I'm fine, babe, go back to sleep," I say touching my hand to her arm.

Emery sits up touching her lips to my cheek "you were talking in your sleep. Was it a nightmare?"

I hesitate as I shift back against the headboard.

"Talk to me," Emery urges gingerly touching my hand. "You haven't spoken two words since you got back from that lunch. Please talk to me. We are a team."

I sigh heavily turning my gaze up to her, "he wants to take you from me. He isn't just affiliated with that gang he is the leader of it. He wants you to go back with him and be some twisted princess."

Emery gazes at me in surprise she touches her hand to my cheek "he's a drug lord."

I nod slowly leaning back against the headboard. "He needs a grandson. He wants to marry you to one of his members and..." I close my eyes in anger.

"Colin, he isn't going to take me from you," Emery insists. "He can't."

I open my eyes and gaze at her "but he is going to try, and he will do everything he can to get you. I don't know what lengths he is willing to go to but a guy like that, he doesn't care about morels or the law. He barely cares if you get caught in the middle. If it was just me that I had to think about I wouldn't worry, he wouldn't stand a chance. But I'm worried I am going to miss something, forget something or do something and it will hurt you."