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Infraction Chapter 1
I woke to throbbing pain throughout my body, a pounding headache, and the sound of my name. It was faint, but growing in intensity as it moved toward me.My eyes opened, and I looked around, seeing the door of what I recognized as a hospital room.“Lila! Lila!” Nathan’s voice cried out. It was a frantic, panicked tone I had never heard before.“Lila!”“Mr. Thorne! You need to return to your room!” was screeched at him by who I assumed was a nurse.“Lila!”“Don’t pull that out,” another voice scolded.“Lila!” he wailed, and it sounded like he was on the verge of tears.It was clear he was ignoring the nurses as his search for me continued; they were threatening to call security.“Lila!” he called out again, desperation flooding his tone. He was louder, only one room away.My chest tightened, and my heart began beating at a furious pace.Seconds later, his hands appeared on the doorway, bracing himself while his eyes searched for me.I gasped when I took in his appear
Infraction Chapter 2
It was a fun-filled morning in the driest sense.I awoke in pain—something I knew was going to be my constant companion for the months to come. As soon as the nurses knew I was awake, they pumped me full of more pain meds. The drugs helped, but made me a little on the loopy side.Not what I needed to be when my first guests of the day arrived: police officers. They’d come to take my statement in regards to the accident, and unfortunately I was unable to recall anything. The last thing I remembered was running out to my car in the rain and then waking to Nathan calling my name in the hospital halls.They asked me where I was headed, did I see the van, was it still raining, what color was the light? Standard questions, but I was getting more and more annoyed with their attempts to get some answers out of me other than the only one I had: I don’t remember anything. They weren’t going to jog my memory.Got in the car, woke in the hospital. End of story.It surprised me when th
Infraction Chapter 3
I stared at the speckled ceiling tiles, counting each irregular dot in my boredom. I’d been at it for hours.There were 516 on the tile directly above my head.I felt like Edmond Dantes from The Count of Monte Cristo in that moment, in his cell on Château d’If.If there was a hell, I was certain I was in it. Half crazy, all broken, pain radiating through all of my body and soul.Nathan’s words didn’t help. I’d accepted that he didn’t want me, that he was through with me. Part of me wanted to run into his arms, but another part reminded me of the pain from his heartbreaking note.Round and round I went with myself, neither side winning. The only thing I could do was count the holes, since I had no answers. I was halfway through the tile to my right, the fourth in my dive into crazy town, when a light tapping on the door drew my attention. I glanced to the door with my eyes, not wanting to move my head, and found the heat had been turned up on my hellish fire.“Can I come i
Infraction Chapter 4
In and out. In and out.I felt like my hospital room was a revolving door. Strange that it took a car accident for me to feel wanted for once in my life. Then again, half of them were Nathan’s family, people I’d just met.The people who came did so because they wanted to see me. They were worried about how I was, if I was bored, and some were worried about my future with Nathan.Nathan’s whole family was very kind and set on keeping me entertained, keeping my mind off the pain when I was awake. The meds kept me pretty sedated, but almost every time I woke, someone was there.Sarah, Erin, Teresa, and I could be found playing cards from time to time, or some game someone brought in. Movies came and went, and I was now caught up on many of the recent blockbusters. Well, those I didn’t end up falling asleep watching, which, thanks to all the drugs, was quite often.Nathan was always there in some capacity, with the exception of work and sleep. Many times he was running errands
Infraction Chapter 5
I awoke groggy, my head swimming, eyes unfocused.“Nathan…” I mumbled. My eyes refused to stay open, my head lolling back and forth. “Nate!”My breathing was hard. Where was he? I needed him.“Shhh, I’m here, baby,” he called, his voice rough. I felt his hand on my cheek and then sighed, leaning into the warmth.“Take me home,” I said weakly.“What?”“I want to go home.”“Oh, Honeybear, soon.”“Please.” Tears began to stream down my face. “I want to go home. Take me home.”My eyes opened a tiny bit, and his brow was scrunched up, sadness etched in his features. He looked up at something, and a voice chimed in letting me know we were not alone.“It’s the drugs,” Dr. Morgenson’s familiar voice said.Dr. Morgenson had been in and out during my stay. We had mini sessions together. To most, it would look like a normal conversation, but what was actually going on was Dr. Morgenson playing his Jedi mind tricks on me. Some worked, others didn’t, and I was always left feeling
Infraction Chapter 6
We lay there for a while, me absorbing everything, Nathan taking in my answer. I scratched at one of the scabs on my thigh and looked down. My legs were hairy and had bothered me all week. It shouldn’t have, but what else did I have to think about after I was done counting the dots on the ceiling? It hit me that I was home now; I could bathe.“Nathan,” I began, breaking the silence. “I want a shower.”I turned to look at him, and he nodded. “Okay.”Climbing off the bed, he moved to my side and picked me up, carrying me into the adjoining bathroom. Once there, he sat me down on my good foot, careful not to bang my bad leg on anything before stripping me of my clothing.“Hold on to my arms.”It was then I got my first good look at myself in a mirror.Just when my bruises had finally disappeared, I had a whole new horrifying set.My face was just as bad off as I thought. Black and blue had turned to yellow and purple and covered the left side of my face from where I’d hit t
Infraction Chapter 7
I awoke warm and in pain, struggling to gain a full breath. There was a squeeze around my chest constricting me even further. I opened my eyes and turned to find Nathan’s closed ones in front of me. His arms were wrapped around me, our legs entangled. We had both drifted in the night, our bodies not fighting the pull as they crawled to find each other.“Nate.” I was quiet as I tried to rouse him. As much as I loved being wrapped in his arms, it hurt to breathe and my bladder was screaming at me, as well. “Nathan, I need to go to the bathroom.”My chest tightened over the fact I needed help doing such menial tasks, but I couldn’t walk yet, even on crutches.He made a cute noise before snuggling further, mumbling something I couldn’t understand. “Nathan.” I tried again, this time stroking his cheek, hoping my touch would stir him.His eyes fluttered open and a lazy smile spread on his face. “Mmm, Honeybear.” His voice was sleepy and he snuggled in again, his eyes closing.Hi
Infraction Chapter 8
Dr. Morgenson wasn’t soft in handling us, despite all that had happened. He made good on his threats from the outburst at the hospital, and now we were both in a more intensive therapy program than before.We planned to meet twice a week; once would be an individual session, and the other would be a joint session. The individual sessions were to make sure we both got back on track after months away. He said the joint session was to help us understand each other better and to make sure we opened up and communicated.The day of our first joint session came, and my stomach was fluttering with butterflies circling within, my nerves skyrocketing.Nathan came into the bedroom in the early afternoon and picked me up to take me into the living room where Darren was waiting to start our session. It was decided that having our therapy in my home would be less of a strain on my mangled, healing body than trying to transport me back and forth to Darren’s office. My stomach was in knots
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Infraction Chapter 22
The day started off like any other morning of late: faltering masks and blurred indifference.Sometime during mid-morning, Libby, the receptionist, knocked on our door.“There’s someone here to see you,” she said and stepped aside.Behind her stood a short man who was less than memorable. His voice, however, was unforgettable: deep baritone that resonated on the walls, and much louder than I expected from his small frame.“Delilah Palmer? Nathan Thorne?”“Yes?” We moved from our desk to stand in front of him.He held out an envelope to each of us.“You have both been served with a subpoena by the defense attorney.”My eyes grew wide, my gaze flickering to just outside the door and the few gawkers we had developed. While I was looking, Andrew appeared in the doorway.“Can you tell Lawrence to call me beforehand next time? I would have requested a different location for these to be served, thus resulting in less commotion regarding such a sensitive subject,” Nathan said,
Infraction Chapter 21
Over a month had passed since I started living with Nathan, since Adam found me. There were moments when things got tense, and I wasn’t sure what do about them. He seemed unsure of what to do about his fears for my safety.Nathan got to the point where he was paranoid enough he didn’t like me going to the grocery store without him, still afraid of what might happen. So, we went together.“I want some sweet potatoes for dinner,” he said as he walked next to me, and we grabbed a cart.I rolled my eyes and wondered when the sudden penchant for them was coming from. “You don’t like sweet potatoes.”“Not the way most people do, but I love them roasted. Chop them up, throw them in some spices and olive oil, and pop them in the oven.”“You sound like quite the cook, but I know better,” I teased as we headed to the produce section.He smirked. “Mom made them for lunch on my birthday one time.”I didn’t need to ask which birthday, because the tone in his voice told me all I neede
Infraction Chapter 20
Things seemed to move on fast forward, our days even more crammed than before. We were becoming lax, careless. The masks we once kept in tight check began to slip once again.Evidence came spilling in after Adam’s attack, making our case stronger with each person Noah talked to. He called a few days after and told us a woman close to Adam said he had become agitated after he saw me in the alley, chanting he was going to “kill the fucking bitch.” She even said she thought Adam might’ve recorded me with his phone when he saw me. I shuddered to think that might possibly be true.I learned how he found out where I was: it was due to the shop I admired so much. I’d put my address down for mailings because I wanted to be informed when they had sales.I should have known better, being that close.Noah found evidence that indicated Adam had been following me for a few days. Somehow, he never made the connection of Nathan and me though, or that Nathan was the one from the alley.Mi
Infraction Chapter 19
My eyes fluttered open, and I sighed at the clock on the wall, telling me it was only three in the morning. There was a weight in my hand, and I looked down to find Nathan asleep, his head resting on the bed, one hand in mine. His hands were bandaged, and I knew his neck had to be killing him from the angle.Lifting my free hand, I ran my fingers thought the silky strands of his hair. I took stock of my aches while I soothed myself by touching him. My neck was in immense pain when I moved it, so much that it was difficult to look down at him. Adam’s fingers bruised the muscle. My face was swollen in multiple places, giving me that beach ball like feeling again, and the taste of rust was on my tongue from the large split in my lip. I could feel the location of several places they stitched back together in my scalp and at my hairline. I clenched the muscles of my stomach and instantly regretted it.All in all, I came out better than I had most of the other times. It was, for th
Infraction Chapter 18
Adam found me.Adam was in my doorway, standing much closer than the restraining order I once had on him ever allowed.In that second of recognition I hated the judge, who decided four years without contact from him was enough for it to be lifted. I always knew it was nothing more than a threat, but I also knew that, with its protection, I could have him arrested if he ever came near me.But that no longer mattered. What did matter was that he was standing at my door, and I was alone. His figure seemed to take up the bulk of the door frame, standing over six feet. He’d grown since I last saw him. Everything else was the same: brown hair, brown eyes, and a hatred for me.After he spoke, it only took a fraction of a second for my arm to swing the door back in his face. Inches before the door seated, Adam’s arm and foot stopped any progression. He pushed back, hard, and I stumbled from the force.I’d taken self-defense classes long ago, but they could never have prepared me f
Infraction Chapter 17
I awoke the next morning to hot kisses and breath on my neck, a hand on my breast, fingers in my pussy, and Nathan’s cock rocking against the swell of my ass. The second he realized I was awake, I was on my back and he was between my thighs, slipping his cock deep inside me.Best morning wake-up call ever.Later that morning I discovered how much Nathan liked the swimsuit Caroline found.So much he had the ties undone with me sitting on the edge of the dresser, fucking me senseless, within minutes of having put it on.I’d have to buy Caroline a massage or a nice dinner for her find.When we made it down to the beach, he couldn’t take his eyes off me, and I couldn’t even describe the feeling that evoked in me. Though it turned out there were others who also liked the swimsuit.I tried to brush off the looks I was getting. “They’re just staring at my scars.”“Fuck that, they’re looking at your sweet little body, baby.” He tugged me closer to his side, muttering under his b
