Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
The usual gold tone of his skin is now red, a vein throbs angrily in his forehead. “I told you to stay out of my room!”
“I…”
I’m dragged into the hall and slammed roughly against the wall, again, it doesn’t hurt but it puts the fear of god into me. My bones rattle and my fear rises. “I TOLD YOU!”
“I know… I didn’t mean…” I scream and cover my face when his fist comes up; it doesn’t hit me, it hits the wall beside my head. My flight instinct kicks in, I duck under his arm and try to escape.
I don’t make it three steps, an arm wraps around my midsection slamming me back into his chest. “Let go!” I beg, my tears now of fear. What’s he going to do? “Please Nathan, let me explain.”
I thrash, trying to tug my arms free but he has hold of my wrists, pinning them across each other and to my breasts. “Where did you find them?”
“In… in the closet,” I stammer and let out a sob. “I came back for my necklace, it got stuck. When I tried to get it out the skirting board came off.” His heavy breathing hits my ear, he sounds like he’s about to hyperventilate. “I thought it was a home video. I swear… But then… I only checked the others.”
I whimper when he spins me in his arms and slams me against the wall, it doesn’t hurt but it does jolt me throughout my entire body. His hands grip my neck as he moves his face to my ear. “If you ever tell anyone about this…”
“I…”
He squeezes the back of my neck, effectively shutting me up. “I will end you.” The way he says this is so menacing, so cold I barely recognise the Nathan I thought I knew.
My eyes widen with fear and my body trembles even more than before. “Nathan.” I slide my hand up his arm and touch his cheek, he looks away, shame clouding his features. What does he have to be ashamed of? “I’m so sorry this happened to you.”
His body tightens, his muscles now cement beneath his skin, “Get out.” He pulls away from me and glares with an anger so potent, I back up a space. My coat is flung at me. “Don’t come back, Gwen.”
“Nathan…” I try, my brow furrowed with sympathy and concern. “I…”
“I said get out!” He bellows and grips my arm. I’m pulled down the stairs, stumbling slightly as my sluggish legs try to keep up with his quick and powerful strides.
“Please, don’t…”
“No,” he shakes his head and clamps a hand over my mouth. “I never want to see you again, I never want to hear from you again.” I’m led down the last set of stairs, tears burn my cheeks.
“Nathan, please.”
“Shut up!” He snarls, dragging me towards the door. “I mean it Guinevere.” The door opens and I’m shoved outside into the cold. Cold, emotionless brown eyes attack my greys. “You’re dead to me.” The door slams shut, leaving me petrified on the spot.
“Oh my god,” I murmur, my teeth chattering. Tears that were falling before now rush from my eyes in two endless streams. I hold my coat tight to me and race towards Jeanine’s car. We have to leave and we have to leave now. Whatever demons Nathan’s holding aren’t something I want to address. He clearly doesn’t want to share them and I don’t blame him. I can only imagine what it’s like having a secret that powerful.
I’ll give him his wish.
I try not to break down when I get to Jeanine’s.
I do. I break down so badly I can’t even sob as I cry.
Jeanine instantly kneels beside me and pulls me into her arms. She tries to reassure me that everything will be okay. It’s not like I don’t know that it’ll be okay. Of course it will be okay, if there’s one thing I’ve learned over these past few months since losing Caleb, it’s that life goes on. I’ll be okay but I’ll never be the same.
Not after what I’ve just seen.
Nathan… my poor Nathan. How do I deal with this? I want to take away his pain but I don’t think he wants it taking away.
Another Weston male came into my life, made me feel alive and then left without looking back. For Caleb this was nature taking him from his body, for Nathan this was his nature taking him from me. Different types of nature that was forced on both of them. Caleb’s was a natural nature, Nathan’s was a nature so unnatural, it scares me to even think of it.
I’m going to vomit again.
Nathan would never be this way if not for his grandfather. If the man were still alive, I’d probably kill him myself. Prison sentence be damned.