(Noah's POV)My stare was blankly focused on the screen in front of me. The screen that made her visible to me, where I could keep her like a bird in a cage, stop her from doing the stupid shit she does. Stupid shit like having sex with my brother, my hands balled up on my lap, anger flaring within me once again. But I knew it was all a cover. I wasn't raised to show negative emotions other than anger but fuck did this hurt so bad.She had slept with somebody else. My Embry. My little bug. Did this mean she didn't love me anymore? The unfamiliar lurch of my heart made its appearance once again, I thought her running away was hell but this feeling right here, now that was some sort of eternal damnation. My eyes stung and my throat was tight as I fought back the urge to sob, not even cry. No, I wanted to scream, to sob, to weep, I wanted to go back to when nothing hurt because I had her.I watched as her limp and chained body stirred on the bed in the basement, where she lay awaiting he
(Embry's POV)I had done it again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again.It's only a mistake if you learn from it, so then what was this, self sabotage, some form of self harm. I was clueless, I was let down. Let down by myself, I shouldn't have expected anything different from Noah and yet I did, but there was only so many times I could avoid the blame. It was as if anytime I looked at him, anytime I really saw him, I wasn't seeing all those messed up things, instead I was seeing all the happy moments we had together. Wistfully thinking it could happen again, but it couldn't.It couldn't. It couldn't. It couldn't. It can't.Why can't I just get that in my head? Why wasn't Sebastian enough? Why do I keep coming back to Noah? Why did I need to pick the lesser of two evils? Why couldn't I be normal?Why were emotions so confusing? So heavy? I felt so weighed down, not even by the thought of what he was about to do to me but at the thought of where I was meant to go from here. He whistles a
Noah's PovShe had been down in the basement for six days now, basking in nothing but my presence. An overwhelming sense of peace filled me as I could feel my baby snuggle further into me. A twisted pride welling within me at my brilliant idea of lowering the temperature of the room, now she had no choice but to rely on me for body heat. Her small frame shook within my embrace a satisfied sigh passing her lips as the heat radiated from my body to hers.The medicine I had been slipping into her food did not have as strong of an effect as it first did, yet still kept her weak and submissive. "I-it's cold" she whines out, clutching her fist tightly on the back of my shirt, her body snuggly wrapped around my own. "I know baby I know, but you won't take me up on my skin to skin offer so there isn't much more I can do" I whisper brushing my lips against her forehead.A smirk lifted on my face, she was slipping, I can't believe I hadn't tried something like this before, she was eating from t
Embry's POVDay 10.My legs were securely tucked underneath me as I sat on the heels of my feet, facing him. Six cards sitting coldly in my hand as I scrunch my eyebrows in concentration, "do you have a six?" I observed his neutral face as a gentle smirk lifted from the edges of his lips. "Go fish," with a roll of my eyes I picked up a new card from the deck."This is my fourth go fish in a row, you have to be cheating" I narrowed my eyes at him, sighing as he continued the game. "Do you have an eight?" Loudly sighing I handed him over the card, watching with bitterness as he joined his last pair of cards together.Grouchily I counted my seven pairs as I watched the pile of pairs surround him. "Cheater" I muttered, throwing myself dramatically onto his lap. "Awh, is my poor baby a sore loser?" he teased as I stuck my tongue out at him. "Bully" I crossed my arms, a frown settling on my face.My body lurched forward as his fingers grazed my sides, dread filling me at the knowledge of wh
Embry's POVDay 12My body shivered slightly with the coldness that enveloped it from the wet hair that sat heavily against my shoulders. My fingers continuously stroking the soft fabric of the dress, the feeling seeming foreign to me after spending so much time without it. That ended today, Noah had woken me up early enough, elation rolling off of him as he explained how we would be leaving today. I would finally get to leave this basement after God knows how long.I was at long last able to wear proper clothes again, hence my excitement with the dress, as well as a wool cardigan to keep the frosty January air from irritating my skin. I even had shoes. Small black pumps. "I was thinking of two French plaits, what do you think, little bug?" Noah questioned, already parting my hair as I gave a small nod."Words baby" he scolded as I hurried to fix my mistake, "French plaits would be nice, thank you Noah" I smiled, humming along to the playlist Noah had playing from his phone. "Good gir
Embry's POV"Wake up baby, we are here" a soft voice whispered in my ear as the sensation of a hand on my back came to the forefront of my awareness. Pushing my face further into the soft fabric I tried to block out the disturbance, too consumed by my utter sense of peace. Groaning in protest, I tried to shoo away the cold hand that now stroked my cheek. "Embry baby, we have to get up now" the deep voice became stern as my eyes tiredly opened and closed."I know, I know, I'm terrible, but I'm really excited to show you the new house, our new home" he murmured against my temple, gently pressing his lips against my skin. Taking a couple moments to regain consciousness, I sat with a prominent pout on my face, my body feeling heavy with sleep. "What a pouty little baby I have" Noah teased, lifting me from his lap as he jumped up to grab the bags that we kept in the seats across from us.My heart thudded in my chest as he abruptly stopped what he was doing and a massive smile lifted on his
Embry's POV"Nice to meet you" I smiled, now meeting the eyeline of the man. I watched as he stretched his hand out for me to shake, but as he looked at my face his smile faltered.As if he knew something.As if he knew me."And you Mrs. Hill," he was quick to compose himself, his smile coming back full force. Shaking off the doubt I previously had, I excused it as grogginess from the flight earlier in the day, giving him a quick shake of my hand."Well, I should get going, it was lovely seeing you again Mr. Hill, and you Mrs. Hill, I shall bring fresh bread and fruit to you both in the morning, have a safe night," he gave a quick nod of his head before grabbing his things and leaving the kitchen."He seemed nice" I smiled, helping Noah put the new food in its correct places. "Yeah he is, he used to deliver groceries with his dad when I was a kid and we were on holidays here" he smiled softly, clearly lost in his memories."Tell me about it" I encouraged, shutting the cupboard, "your
Embry's POV"All I want to do is look after you Embry, I swear, you gave me this fresh start, I won't mess it up."But how was I to tell him, he already had.My glossy eyes were blankly trained on the floor, I couldn't look at him. Every time I did I seemed to lose a part of myself, a part of us. "Look at me Embry, everything I do, I do it for you, don't you get that?" Desperation seeped from his voice as I made no move to entertain him. "Or maybe you just say that to make yourself feel better" I muttered, gently rubbing my throbbing cheek."Do you know why I call you little bug?" He perked up, crouching in front of me so that I had no choice but to look at him. My silence was enough of an answer for him as he gently smiled, continuing. "Do you remember when-" sighing, my tears fell one by one, "don't Noah, just don't" I whispered. "Do you remember when we were kids, and one summer we were hanging out in your room and there was this spider in your bathroom," he rambled on, ignoring my
Five years later...Embry's POVI rubbed my hands against the fabric of my trousers, the anxiety building within me at the large crowd of people. Pulling at the collar of my shirt I tried to ease my breathing, this wasn't my first book reading, but I always got very nervous at them.When I did these, I put my work, my inner thoughts in front of everybody to judge. I put my experience, my trauma before their scrutinising eyes. So far the audience seemed to be interested in what I was saying, in work that I had actually published. Something I never would have thought would be happening. But the book had been published for a month now and the reviews were beyond me.I suppose everything with Noah had its purpose in my life, its reason. It led me here. Led me to a dream of mine I had long forgotten under the weight of everything. My dream of being a writer. A silly hope I had when I was a child, one I never gave much of a second thought to.Taking a sip of the water, I cleared my throat p
Embry's POVIt had been two weeks since Jonathan had confronted me in the kitchen about who I was. Two very peaceful weeks. Well, as peaceful as my life could ever be in these circumstances I suppose. Noah had been sticking to his promise and I felt myself growing a little saner than I had been while stuck in the basement.I was achieving more freedom. Well in a certain sense. More freedom over my thoughts, slightly so in my actions to a small extent. Such as no longer having to ask permission to go outside and not having to second guess everything that I did. He was here and I was here and to me, we just happened to be here together."Everything okay little bug? You seem to be very in that head of yours" Noah questioned, taking the space on the couch beside me and lifting my legs onto his lap. Coming back to reality my eyes met his, "yeah, just thinking is all" I gave a small smile, turning my head back to the TV. We had started a show called Lost. Noah had picked it and I must give
"Like I said, I've worked for this family since I was a boy, my father watched Noah's mother go through the same thing Embry, whatever promises he makes that he won't hurt you anymore are lies. I can't force you to let me help you so whenever you realise what you need to do, you can come to me" he grabbed my hand, reassuringly squeezing it before walking out the door.Closing the door, I leaned my head against it, the tears flooding my vision. My shoulders shook with the weight of my grief as I tried to silence the noise of my sobs. He knew who I was. He knew me. I could have walked out that door with him, but what right did I have to put another life in danger. I slid down to the floor, allowing my body to curl up in misery. A raw sense of agony convulsed within my body, agony over this endless situation, over Indigo having actually cared about me, over the impact everything Noah said had on me.Jonathan had made a remark about not believing Noah's promises that he would no longer hu
Embry's POV"So, I'm going to kill myself."There it was. That feeling. The one that used to haunt me so often in the past year, that gnawing sense of hopelessness, of self betrayal. My composure dropped, and it sort of felt like I had blacked out for a couple moments, but I was aware of my existence. Aware of my consciousness sitting heavily in this temple I called a body.My body worked faster than my mind, as it had done so many times before. When the words seemed to register in my mind, I found myself staring straight into the empty eyes of the boy I had grown up with. The boy I had watched grow up. The boy I had shared many firsts with.I'm going to kill myself.....Kill myself...The uncomfortable memories sat heavy in my mind, haunting me. The ones I had tried so hard to block out, pushing their way back into my life. I was ashamed of them. They were a reminder of every weakness I could never overcome. A reminder of everything I swore would never happen again. My hearing had fa
Embry's POV"All I want to do is look after you Embry, I swear, you gave me this fresh start, I won't mess it up."But how was I to tell him, he already had.My glossy eyes were blankly trained on the floor, I couldn't look at him. Every time I did I seemed to lose a part of myself, a part of us. "Look at me Embry, everything I do, I do it for you, don't you get that?" Desperation seeped from his voice as I made no move to entertain him. "Or maybe you just say that to make yourself feel better" I muttered, gently rubbing my throbbing cheek."Do you know why I call you little bug?" He perked up, crouching in front of me so that I had no choice but to look at him. My silence was enough of an answer for him as he gently smiled, continuing. "Do you remember when-" sighing, my tears fell one by one, "don't Noah, just don't" I whispered. "Do you remember when we were kids, and one summer we were hanging out in your room and there was this spider in your bathroom," he rambled on, ignoring my
Embry's POV"Nice to meet you" I smiled, now meeting the eyeline of the man. I watched as he stretched his hand out for me to shake, but as he looked at my face his smile faltered.As if he knew something.As if he knew me."And you Mrs. Hill," he was quick to compose himself, his smile coming back full force. Shaking off the doubt I previously had, I excused it as grogginess from the flight earlier in the day, giving him a quick shake of my hand."Well, I should get going, it was lovely seeing you again Mr. Hill, and you Mrs. Hill, I shall bring fresh bread and fruit to you both in the morning, have a safe night," he gave a quick nod of his head before grabbing his things and leaving the kitchen."He seemed nice" I smiled, helping Noah put the new food in its correct places. "Yeah he is, he used to deliver groceries with his dad when I was a kid and we were on holidays here" he smiled softly, clearly lost in his memories."Tell me about it" I encouraged, shutting the cupboard, "your
Embry's POV"Wake up baby, we are here" a soft voice whispered in my ear as the sensation of a hand on my back came to the forefront of my awareness. Pushing my face further into the soft fabric I tried to block out the disturbance, too consumed by my utter sense of peace. Groaning in protest, I tried to shoo away the cold hand that now stroked my cheek. "Embry baby, we have to get up now" the deep voice became stern as my eyes tiredly opened and closed."I know, I know, I'm terrible, but I'm really excited to show you the new house, our new home" he murmured against my temple, gently pressing his lips against my skin. Taking a couple moments to regain consciousness, I sat with a prominent pout on my face, my body feeling heavy with sleep. "What a pouty little baby I have" Noah teased, lifting me from his lap as he jumped up to grab the bags that we kept in the seats across from us.My heart thudded in my chest as he abruptly stopped what he was doing and a massive smile lifted on his
Embry's POVDay 12My body shivered slightly with the coldness that enveloped it from the wet hair that sat heavily against my shoulders. My fingers continuously stroking the soft fabric of the dress, the feeling seeming foreign to me after spending so much time without it. That ended today, Noah had woken me up early enough, elation rolling off of him as he explained how we would be leaving today. I would finally get to leave this basement after God knows how long.I was at long last able to wear proper clothes again, hence my excitement with the dress, as well as a wool cardigan to keep the frosty January air from irritating my skin. I even had shoes. Small black pumps. "I was thinking of two French plaits, what do you think, little bug?" Noah questioned, already parting my hair as I gave a small nod."Words baby" he scolded as I hurried to fix my mistake, "French plaits would be nice, thank you Noah" I smiled, humming along to the playlist Noah had playing from his phone. "Good gir
Embry's POVDay 10.My legs were securely tucked underneath me as I sat on the heels of my feet, facing him. Six cards sitting coldly in my hand as I scrunch my eyebrows in concentration, "do you have a six?" I observed his neutral face as a gentle smirk lifted from the edges of his lips. "Go fish," with a roll of my eyes I picked up a new card from the deck."This is my fourth go fish in a row, you have to be cheating" I narrowed my eyes at him, sighing as he continued the game. "Do you have an eight?" Loudly sighing I handed him over the card, watching with bitterness as he joined his last pair of cards together.Grouchily I counted my seven pairs as I watched the pile of pairs surround him. "Cheater" I muttered, throwing myself dramatically onto his lap. "Awh, is my poor baby a sore loser?" he teased as I stuck my tongue out at him. "Bully" I crossed my arms, a frown settling on my face.My body lurched forward as his fingers grazed my sides, dread filling me at the knowledge of wh