Free Celestial Beginnings (Nephilim Series) by Rebekah Damiels

simple. Before the night was through, she knew she would be spilling her guts.
    A few subtle questions later and sure enough, she was telling all. When she got around to the part about the roses, Nicole choked on her wine. “Have you called the police yet?”
    “I didn’t want to blow things out of proportion. What if it’s just an admirer and I’m jumping to conclusions?”
    Before Trinity could finish, Nicci interrupted. “What colors?” When Trinity didn’t answer right away, she asked again. “What colors were the roses, Rin?”
    Trinity waved her hand as if to wave off her concern. “It’s nothing, orange, no big deal.”
    Nicole didn’t look entirely comfortable. “I still think you should call the police. At least give them a heads up.”
    “No! No police right now. There’s been no sign of him.”
    “Why wait till he decides to surface?” She just didn’t get it.
    “I’m not. I just…I don’t want to say anything right now!”
    Nicole was sitting straight up in her chair. “Why, the hell, not?”
    Trinity didn’t answer her. She couldn’t look up. She didn’t want her to see… “ Im not weak! I am strong! I’m not weak!! ” She kept repeating the phrase in her head.
    “Answer me!!”
    Trinity’s head popped up when Nicole yelled. Nicci never yelled. She stood up and loomed over her friend. “What if I tell someone and it makes him madder? What if he comes after me when all he was doing was trying to scare me?” Her hands started to shake and she gripped them into fists to help them stop. “I’m so scared it’s hard to breathe Nic, but what are the police going to do? I have no real proof that it’s even him.”
    Nicole just stared. She had always tried to put up a strong front, not showing any weakness, therefore Nicci hardly ever saw her like this. Nicci stood and pulled Trinity into a hug. “At least stay at my place tonight.”
    Trinity was already shaking her head no before her friend finished. “It’s okay. I’ll lock all the doors and windows and sleep with my cell phone in hand, but I need to be here. I am hardly getting any sleep and need some rest.”
    Nicole finally conceded and left shortly after, but not before making Trinity promise to scream bloody murder if she needed help.
    Finally, she started to change for bed and opted for her cozy flannel pants tonight. She felt her cheeks start to warm and let out a small bit of laughter when she remembered the comment her dream guy had said about them. As she climbed into bed, she didn’t know what she wanted more; to see him again tonight or to actually get some sleep for once. When her head hit the pillow, she smiled, looking forward to either scenario.
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    Quickly, she realized that she wasn’t in the nice big bed she had been in for the last two nights. This place was dark and had a combined smell of wood and dust. It was so familiar, but she couldn’t peg it down to anything in particular.
    She tried to adjust her position, but found that she could hardly move because it was such close quarters. She hated tight spaces! Her breathing became harsher and faster. She tried to take deep breaths to calm herself, but it wasn’t working.
    “Come out, come out wherever you are.” She heard someone taunt. “Come on sweet cakes, don’t make me search… The harder I look for you, the madder I will become. Trust me, you don’t want me mad!”
    Trinity knew that voice!! She threw her face quickly to the small sliver of light so she could see out. She saw legs pass by and quickly backed up again. She put her hand over her mouth to be sure not to make any noise. It can’t be, she thought.
    She was right back where she was fourteen years ago, hiding in her secret place in the wall, away from the people that murdered her parents. When she glanced back out the crack she saw her parents’ bedroom. If she remembered correctly, her mother was right…there. Trinity turned her vision a little to the left and saw her mom