Page 9 of Everlasting

Anna waved the pages at me once more. “I really think you should allow her to read these, the ones about her, his regrets…”

“I’m not sure that would help things. They’re in a better place these days, and with everything going on right now, taking her back to that emotional turmoil wouldn’t help.”

“I guess, but still, I think when things are back to normal…” Anna stopped herself with a half-hearted chuckle. “What the hell is normal anymore?” She asked the question while shaking her head back and forth. “If you choose to let her read these one day, I’ll be there, if she needs me.”

“That’s all I can ask of you, baby girl. Now, let’s put all this aside and go check in on your sister.”

Chapter 8

Four Weeks

Deck

My hair, which had grown a bit since I’d been taken, was yanked painfully forcing me to lean my head back and look the bitch in the eye. “What the fuck do you want now, Sasha?”

She laughed. “Oh, don’t be like that. I just wanted to let you know that Ever received her package today.”

“What the fuck did you do?”

“I showed her the truth,” Sasha insisted.

“The truth?”

“Yep,” she drawled out, as if she had fun just saying the word. “You belong to me and now she knows it.” She pulled out her cell phone and started scrolling through something before she turned it to face me. There, on her cell phone was a picture of me lying on the bed I was currently tied to while Sasha caressed my face. It looked intimate as all hell unless you realized that I was obviously asleep and not having pleasant dreams.

I laughed, despite knowing that I needed to play along to keep her away from my family until I could figure out how to get myself free. “If you think that little picture show would convince my wife of anything, you have no clue. You just made her that much more determined to find me.”

“You’re wrong. I saw her with a new man at her house. He was riding a motorcycle too, so I guess she has a certain type, but you were replaceable to her. Your family now thinks you came to your senses and ran off with your true love. No one is looking for you anymore Declan.”

“You’re seriously out of your mind if you believe that is true,” I scoffed. Then I remembered that the bitch was out of her mind and having some sort of fantasy life with me tied up here. I still didn’t understand where The Trinity Group came into play with this. If they thought allowing me to be held hostage by a woman who was clearly off her fucking rocker would get them anywhere with my club, they were sadly mistaken. We’d seen enough of crazy bitch drama to last us multiple lifetimes.

Hindsight is a bitch though. I should have kept my mouth shut. I knew better than to point out the flaws in her logic or to make fun of the bat-shit crazy bitch that had me tied to a bed. I definitely knew better, and still I couldn’t resist running my mouth and putting my faith in my woman back home. She would get me out of this even if my brothers ever gave up on me.

The next morning after breakfast, I started to see the error of my ways. Despite actually getting some solid sleep, the minute I was finished with my breakfast, I started feeling groggy all over again. Before long, my world was spinning as if I had drunk way too much and was about to pass out. I glanced down at the empty food tray and understood immediately what was happening. There wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it though. The bitch had drugged me, and heaven help me, I didn’t want to know what she planned to do to me in that state. I prayed that I never found out, and more importantly, I prayed that Ever never had to either.

“Oh good, you finished,” I heard Sasha say, although it sounded like she was so far away.

“Cunt,” I managed to get out, though it was a bit slurred. She just laughed.

“You’ll have my cunt, and I promise you’ll enjoy it, lover.”

If I had any control over my body at that point, I would have vomited on her. Unfortunately, luck and bodily control weren’t on my side any longer. I was well and truly fucked. I never understood, not really, what women must go through when they were roofied. I’d thought about it, obviously, but the horror of knowing something horrible was going to happen to you, and not having a way to stop it, was even more paralyzing than the drug itself.

I never noticed before, but she had come into my room, ready to take advantage of my drugged up state. The bitch was only wearing a robe and she dropped it, crawled in the bed, and moved to straddle my lap. Inside of my head, I was screaming at my limbs to move. Not that I had much movement, but no one had come to tighten my restraints again. I was allowed a certain amount of slack when I was fed. I had enough still that if I could just get my arms to do what I wanted, I could choke the bitch to death.

“I promise, it’ll be better than old times, lover. I’ve learned a thing or two since then,” her breathy, sexy talk only made my stomach roll. For a brief moment, I wondered if maybe I would vomit, choke on it and die. It would save me from having to deal with what this bitch had planned for me. It would save me from one day having to tell Ever that I tried, and while it was out of my hands, I hadn’t been faithful to her. She was supposed to be it for me. If choices mattered, then she still was and always would be. The choice was about to be taken from me though. I wasn’t stupid. The male anatomy didn’t always listen to what your head wanted or what your heart was screaming. It responded to stimuli of a physical nature whether you wanted it to or not.

The door opened before she could get my body to comply with what she needed from me. “Sasha, we need to move!” The urgent tone in the man’s voice rang out before he rounded the door and saw what was happening. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I heard the man yell and then Sasha was bodily removed from her perch above me, as the man who had entered the room snatched her up by the hair and yanked her off. “You sick bitch. You don’t fucking do that to any man!” I heard a smack resonate in the room and then I lost my battle with the drugs. They took me under and there was no way to swim my way back to the surface to find out what happened. With any luck, the man would kill her for attempting to rape a prisoner that The Trinity Group saw as a bargaining chip.

Unfortunately for me, I didn’t wake to the end of my nightmare. Instead, I woke up in a new place. At least, I was pretty sure I was in a new place. I was strapped to a different bed, in a new room that had a completely different feel to it than the last. The previous one had been all rough-wood cabin walls and the smoky aroma of a wood-burning fireplace. This one had sheet-rocked and peach painted walls. The hue led me to believe it was the work of a woman, which didn’t instill a whole lot of confidence about where I was and who had me. If there were a God out there listening to my prayers, I sure as fuck hoped I never remembered anything she may do to me that would destroy my spirit or Ever’s faith in me. All I wanted was to get back to my family, but if there was a close second, it was that I was able to come back from whatever was done to me before I was able to get free. I still had hope, even though I knew it was in short supply, and probably of the false variety.

Chapter 9

Written Memories

Lucy

My beautiful Lucy,

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