8.

G R A C E  P O V

I was cleaning the bathroom as my father walked in. The smell of alcohol invaded my nose as he came closer.

I looked for any kind of weapon I could use for self-defense but didn't spot anything. I looked over at my father who was now one step away from me, he held a knife in his left hand and a belt in his right. O, God. Please help me.

He slapped me with the back of his hand on my cheek, I fell to the floor holding my stained cheek. He ripped my shirt off of me and put his knee on my back so I couldn't move.

I saw him grabbing the belt and hold it like a whip.

I felt the belt come down on my back and tears pooled my eyes. He laughed at me and once again let the belt come down on my back. I screamed in agony and let the tears ran free.

He grabbed his knife and I felt a cold metal press down on my underback.

He pressed harder and I felt a warm liquid ran down my back onto the floor.

He ran the knife over the whole length of my back as I screamed it out.

I opened my eyes and saw my sister in the doorway laughing at my attempt to get free.

'N-no p-please d-don't.' I whimpered as he held the knife by my face.

'Don't ruin her face. Then we would have to look at her ugly face every day and her face is already ugly enough.' My sister said laughing.

My father got off of me and walked out of the bathroom with Selena by his side.

I laid on the cold bathroom floor shivering from the cold and the loss of blood. Tears were running down my cheeks and my back was stinging really bad.

Light invaded my sight and a soothing voice was near my ear.

I felt two strong arms around my waist who held me close to a warm chest.

I began to panic and tried to get out of his grip, but he held me to strong.

'Shh Grace, it's me, Giovanni. I'm here. It will be okay. You're safe.' I heard him whisper in my ear.

I relaxed and snuggled closer to his chest. He smelled so good. Tears were still running down my cheeks and my body was still shaking from the flashback. Gio pulled me closer and held me in a strong and secure grip. He kissed my forehead and wiped my tears away.

'Go to sleep, love. I will be here when you awake.' He whispered in my ear.

'Thank you, Gio.' I whispered in his chest.

'Anything for you, love.' He replied and once again kissed me on the forehead.

Darkness once again took the upper hand of me.

              G I O V A N N I  P O V

I woke up to horrible screams filling the air. They were full of agony.

I jumped out of bed and sprinted to Grace's room.

Who the fuck is hurting my girl. I will kill that person with my bare hand.

I pulled open her door and ran inside.

She was asleep in her bed, her body was shaking with fear and screams were coming out of her mouth.

I ran towards her and gripped her shoulders.

'Grace, Grace, wake up. It's just a bad dream, baby.'

She went silent for a while but she was still shaking.

I let go of her shoulders and she screamed out again.

I laid down next to her and pulled her into my arms.

'N-no p-please d-don't.' She whispered in her sleep.

'Shh Grace, come back to me, baby.'

I tightened my grip and pulled her as close as she possibly could.

I whispered soothed words in her ear to try and keep her calm. Her bad dream went on for five more minutes before she finally opened her eyes.

I told her it was me and she had to get to sleep again.

'Thank you, Gio.' Her words were muffled because of my chest.

'Anything for you, love.' I replied and kissed her forehead once again.

She fell asleep in a second.

I wondered about what her nightmare would be. Did she have them regular or just this one time? Did she struggle with more than just nightmares?

I hope she will be okay. I'm here for her now and will never let her go. She's mine.

I felt her arm go around my waist as she snuggled closer. A smile formed on my face as I put my head in her neck. God, she smelled of roses. I love roses. From now on.

                  G R A C E  P O V

I woke up to my bladder being overload. Jesus Christ. I need to pee.

I tried getting out but I was being held down by two strong arms.

I turned around and saw Gio laying beside me. He had a cute frown on his forehead and his hair was messy.

God, he looked divine.

I touched the rimple and trailer my fingers though his black hair.

His eyes opened and green eyes looked at me. 'Goodmorning.' He said with a sexy voice. I felt my panties getting wet, and let me tell you, that is not good in moments when you need to empty your bladder.

'Can you let me go, please.' I asked.

'No.' He pulled me closer into his chest and nuzzled his head in my hair.

'Gio, i'm serious. If you want a wet bed, than that's fine by me. But I rather go to the bathroom and do my bussiness in there.' I said laughing as I looked at his horror filled face.

He abrubtly let go of me and I scooted out of bed. I walked to the bathroom and did my emptied my bladder.

After that I got into the shower and washed my body. I brushed my teeth and combed my hair.

When I got out of the shower Gio was still in bed.

'Gio, come on. Get up. It's already noon.'
He groaned softly and turned away from me.

'Giovanni, get out of that bed, or I won't make you breakfast.' I said.

'Alright. Alright. I'm coming.' He chuckled.

He got out of bed and muttered something under his breath.

'Bossy.'

'I heard that, Giovanni.' I called after him as he walked into the bathroom

I heard him laugh and a smile formed on my face.

Finally, I felt a little piece of happiness growing inside of me.