"I don't want anyone getting between us Sienna. If you don't want anybody to get hurt, stop fighting me."
Those words still reeled in my head giving me a spitting headache. I ignored the fact that two gorgeous dark haired angels that seemed to have dropped right out of a movie set were here to protect me. It did not feel safe and as the days passed, I was convinced nowhere was truly safe. My world was crumbling every passing moment and I did not have a say in the matter. I was helpless. A part of me suspected the damned day was already upon me. I was one of the lost ones and that bastard tracking and hitting me with a car confirmed it. The fear of what he would do when he left his vehicle and approached my battered body had terrified me. I was certain he would slit my throat there and then and nobody would be able to do anything about it. Nobody would have heard my screams if he ended me there but in the end, he chose not to. He merely wanted to rip away any resistance I had developed and frankly, it worked too well. I was ready to give in. It was exhausting being afraid. Before the bodyguards had come in, I had considered ending my suffering. All I wanted was to run to a place where he could not find me, a place where I could be safe but then they showed up. Just the thought of him finding out that they visited me made my body ache and shiver. There was no use dragging anyone into this anymore. I had brought this upon myself. With a sigh, I got to my feet and walked towards the door. I opened it wide enough and returned my gaze to them, "I thank you for taking the time to come but I have reconsidered, I will not be hiring bodyguards."
They were puzzled. Of course, they would be puzzled. They probably already labelled me as a demented girl who needed some serious psychological evaluation. And I was fine with that. Anything to keep anyone from walking through this hell with me. Anything to cool the fire I was dancing into. Seeing them stand up together while giving me that ' we are not buying this bullshit ' stare made me feel jelly somewhere. It was weird but not far-fetched. I had unhealthy obsession with hunks and these two, they were walking gods. There was a faint line between intimidation and attraction when our gazes met.
Rhys was huge, standing nearly five feet six inches tall with wavy black hair and eyes so dark one could get lost in them. His shoulders were wide, and he was packed with muscles. Toes to neck was nothing but deity worthy perfection.
Christian was just as goodlooking with his short dark locks, bright brown eyes, and he was only a few inches shorter than Rhys. He was built like a gym rat and his sun kissed skin only made him further drool-worthy. He came with a grim frown and a shirt so tight, it was almost impossible to not stare.
Shaking off my dirty thoughts, I concentrated on trying to get them to leave. As they walked closer to me, I felt my heart jump dangerously close to my mouth. In seconds, they had ate up the space between us. They stopped in front of me and studied me like I was some fascinating piece of art. I was meticulous to make sure they didn't see anything they did not have to see. Holding my breath, I avoided their intense gazes that kept ripping through my soul and forcing a confession.
"Please leave." I whispered in high hopes that they would is as I requested. Keeping this up was difficult and it was killing me slowly.
I heard a throaty growl and I looked up to see Rhys' red hot face. It stunned me. It was something I had expected from Christian. But before I even had the chance to comprehend what made Rhys pissed, he grabbed me by the hand. It was tight but he made sure his grip did not hurt me and minutes later, my front door was locked and I was tossed into an alien car with two men who blatantly refused to let me go. I wanted to protest. I had a right to my freedom after all but the second they squished in the middle while I inhaled their contrasting scents. I felt the air knocked out my lungs and the car sped off my porch long before my breath returned.
Sitting tensely between them, I was unsure of what to do next. I did not want anyone to get hurt because of me, and with the way things were going, it was certain to come true. I was stupid. I really had not thought it through before calling Safe haven security and dragging them into my mess of a life.
My upbringing wasn't the ideal type. My joke of a father left when my brother and I were still very young. My mother had to take up three demanding jobs just to keep the family afloat. I spent most of my time alone. Usually at the city's library or cafe which was where I had developed my love for graphic design. In a way, it was a blessing because she was able to learn all I could about designing websites and creating flyers for local mom and pop shops in the small town of fallmaple.
As if sensing the tension that coursed through me, a comforting hand dropped on my shoulder sending warmth and startling me off my crippling thoughts. I looked up at Rhys and noticed his rage had vanished. He had a smile on.
"Babe, you don't have to be afraid. We are here for you." He said. " And I promise we are going to help you whether you like it or not. Understood?"
Sure he gave a noble speech but the words that really stuck out were the fact that he called me babe and how he wasn't going to honor my request. No, the babe part stuck more because I felt my cheeks begin to sting.
"Yeah," I replied, albeit absentmindedly. The smirk he gave was distracting. He liked the reaction I was giving. That glint in his eyes, they looked somewhat like lust. I bit the bottom of my lips just contemplating if this Adonis was truly attracted even on a surface level to me. No fucking way!
"You seem to like Rhys." Christian chipped in, managing to say it all with a blank face and in such a manner that you would not believe it came from his mouth.
"No, I do not." I protested, covering my cheeks with my hands.
I distracted myself by looking in front of me. Rhys had not once mentioned where we were headed to but soon enough from a distance, I could see that they were approaching a police station. My heart thrummed and sank. It was like the weight of the whole world was falling unto me. I turned to Rhys, about to beg him to make a turn because there was no way in heaven I was walking through a hellhole again when I barely just escaped the former. I willed my mouth to open and say something but my lips wouldn't budge. I noticed Rhys speaking, the look on his face hinted concern but I heard nothing. My sight blurred right before the whole world turned dark.