with the man who had actually taken me. I didn’t know what to feel. On one hand I should run kicking and screaming but on the other, the few times that I had seen him since, he has not hurt me. The way he saved my best friend and has looked after her since, has me wondering about the man he is, I know it’s wrong to push him, but I can't help the snarky comment that leaves my mouth.
“Like a lap dog you mean,” I knew the instant my eyes met his I had pushed him too far, His hands fisted at his sides so quick, I almost missed it, but with my next breath, I was hoisted up over his shoulder his arm clamped around my legs holding them securely to him. He lowered his other arm and picked up my bag and walked back into the house. Well this can’t get any worse, I thought to myself I started smacking his back with my closed fists.
“Put me down you big oaf” I scream, something that isn’t that easy when you are dangling upside down. I can feel the blood rushing to my head as he took his giant strides, the man was solid my stomach hurt from where is shoulder blade was digging in. His arms got tighter around my legs to combat my punches and jerky movements, he chuckled at me and carried on walking into the hall of the house all the while I was screaming, blue bloody murder.
He carries on walking through the house towards the door of Damien’s bedroom.
“Malcolm! Put her down now!” Oh God. Cami’s voice, the tone she used with him sends shivers down my spine he halts suddenly and spins round to look at her.
“I was told to take her back to her room, so that’s what I am doing Camilla.” His tone does not sound amused so he opens the door to Damien’s room and strides right inside.
I know my girl she has this. She will fight tooth and nail for me. Even if she does not like me so much right now, our conversation before had not ended too well.
“You put her down right now, or else.” she paused for a moment, waiting for him to answer. “Malc please put her down.” I feel his body relax under me and he gives into her plea. He places me on the ground holding me steady whilst Cami comes rushing over to me, as she reaches me I fall into her embrace.
“Thank you,” she whispered to Malc. He just nods at her then turns and walks away. Cami walks me back further into Damien’s bedroom. Not knowing where to look I was so embarrassed, thinking about the few people that had witnessed me being carried though the house kicking and screaming like a toddler having a hissy fit. It is not a high point of my life so far.
“What happened Faith?” I did everything I could not to meet her gaze but she waited patiently for me to answer. We are standing at the foot of the bed her arms are holding on to me.
“He told me to leave so I did. Then that big brute brought me back, the rest you know.” I did not mean to snap at Cami really I didn’t, it’s my humiliation that is causing this reaction.
“Are you finished now?” she asks me, so I just nod what more could I do.
“So what happened then and I want the proper version not the spit your dummy out version.” I nod looking at her.
“He shouted at me, told me to get out, that it was not my business.”
“And was it your business what they were discussing.” I shake my head
“He shouted for Malc, and I went running in like a woman possessed.” I admitted she nods at me, she knows what I am like if someone shouts at me I am going to shout back that’s just me.
“So what you’re saying to me, is that you barged into whatever was happening, and jumped the gun as normal.”
I nodded again feeling like an idiot,
“Hang on before, you could not stand him, hated everything he stood for, what has changed?” I question her, she really does not seem that surprised
“Look I’m not saying that I agree with everything he has done but he is keeping you safe Faith, just listen to him and do as he says.” she knows something I could see it in her eyes, she was