❝Destiny brought dark and light together, fate brought them love❞
Abused and broken Katia has been through hell and made it back alive. A true warrior. The scars she wears prove her strength. She fights demons every single day. There is no safe plac...
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❦Broken❦
Chapter 13
❦I
don't know why I did what I did. Perhaps I wanted him to know my name. When his arms are around me, I feel safe and protected.
It is very hard to understand why I am trusting him this fast, I shouldn't trust him. I know for a fact that he will turn out like everyone else.
That is how my life has always been like. Meeting people who pretend to be nice to me, and then they turn into my worst nightmare.
Malcolm used to be a good father to me, the nicest in the whole world. I loved him so much. But he turned on me. And as hard as it is to believe it, Thomas used to be good to.
I may not remember much of the time he used to be kind to me, but he once was. He wasn't exactly my friend, but he wasn't hurting me either.
"Katia. A unique and beautiful name for a beautiful girl"
The way he says my name sends shivers down my spine, and a weird butterfly feeling flies all around my stomach. My cheeks have started to warm up by the blood that has rushed to them.
Again with the beautiful part, hasn't he noticed that I am far from being beautiful. He on the other hand, looks like a god has fallen from the heavens.
"I assure you that I will not let anyone harm you ever again, you are safe with me. Katia"
The butterflies dance around my stomach and I feel so nervous to be around him, not like with Malcolm or Cindy or Thomas or school.
This is different, the nervousness comes from another reason, a reason I haven't found yet. It is something that I have never felt before, and for some reason I like it.
"I have a gift for you, just outside that door. Can I go and get it?"
In his voice I can hear how nervous he is, and a hint of frightening. I don't know which one of us should be more afraid, me or him.
He could be coming with something to hurt me, just as I was about to open myself up to him. I can't believe that I trusted him with my name. I'm a stupid fat cow, that can't do anything right.
I can't be sure what he is frightened of, perhaps it is the fact that he is going to kill me now and doesn't want to go to jail for murder.
