In his grasp 2

Hospital

**Lauren’s POV**

I opened my eyes slowly as the bright lights and ceiling tiles came into view. I could hear the sounds of monitors beeping and feel the soft sheets on the bed. I looked down at my hand that had a cannula in and raised it to view it better. I lowered it back down onto the bed and turned to face the side.

“Hey!” Joe whispered as he realised I had opened my eyes. “Baby girl, how are you feeling?” He asked grabbing my other hand tightly. I felt the warmth from his skin melt into mine and I wanted to jump into his arms but I couldn’t take anymore hurt.

“What happened?” I asked trying to move my body. A sudden sharp pain shot through my ribs I and shut my eyes tightly.

“Ahhh” I yelled and Joe stood from his seat.

“Baby girl, you need to stay still”. He placed his hand to my cheek.

“You’ve got two broken ribs and bruising on your body. You need to take it easy”. I looked at him with tears filling my eyes.

“What were you doing there Lauren?” He asked and I turned my head away from his as my tears fell.

“Getting my stuff together” I answered.

“Why?”

“Because...” I turned my head to him with my brows tensed and my eyes watery. 

“You’ve been f*****g Demi, you lied to me about your age and your past, you apologised and said no more secrets and then continued to f**k Demi when I wasn’t there” my tone was sharp and my voice began to raise. 

“You lied again, you make me feel special and then break my heart! You use me and manipulate me whenever I do something you don’t like” I began to weep as the pain in my chest grew and my breath quickened. 

“But...”. He was about to defend himself when I cut him off. “Just don’t Joe, don’t try to make up another lie, don’t try to tell me that I’m special because I am done listening to you” I was crying uncontrollably and noticed a tear fall from his eye. “Just go!” I yelled.

Ryan all of a sudden showed up at the door and rushed in, wrapping his arms around me and holding me tight. He obviously didn’t hear any of what had just been said. Joe sat there for a moment with his mouth opened before he disappeared. Ryan sat down where he was sitting and said “oh my god, what happened!” I gazed towards the door where I last had a glimpse of Joe and dropped my eyes to the bed. 

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My balanced and weight was reliant on Ryan’s shoulders as he walked me to his front door. I was weak and every step I took was agony. I had been discharged from the hospital and they were satisfied with my progress. I was told to be on bed rest and Ryan wouldn’t take no for an answer to me staying with him for a while. He can be just as stubborn as I am.

His house was beautiful, slightly larger than most normal houses but of course it was no where near as big as Joe’s, I liked that. His parents had been left this house by his grandfather after he passed. His mother and father had their own house and had no use for it but they also didn’t want to sell because of the sentimental value it holds. They gave it to Ryan after he graduated to help him start his adult life without stress or money worries. 

The house had a black front door and four big windows facing the front. Flowers hung from the baskets that were held by a hook on either side of the front door. He opened the entrance to the house revealing the beauty within. It was modern with a hint of vintage to it. This was included in the pictures on the walls, the decor and the furniture. It was a sweet, welcoming home that anyone would thrive towards owning.

Ryan held me up without strain and walked me into the living room where he placed me down gently on the sofa. I grunted in pain as my body touched the surface and he looked at me with apologies gleaming from his expression. “I’m going to get your stuff from the car and then I will make you some dinner” he smiled and exited the room. I laid there with Joe running through my mind. He was so concerned about me and caring. Maybe I was just too harsh on him, maybe I should have given him the chance to explain himself. Stop it Lauren! He’s manipulative, he’s a liar and a cheat. Stop letting him control your mind and pull you in to his sadistic grasp again. It was so hard to let go of him. It had been years and since I was 13 he was all I knew. 

“Omelette okay?” Ryan peeked his head round the door. I looked at him slightly startled from the interruption.

“Oh...uh, yes please, omelette sounds lovely” I replied and he smiled at me calling out as he walked to the kitchen. “Cheese and ham?!” I giggled as he didn’t bother to ask me in the room. “Sounds great!” I called back to him. I looked at my phone and couldn’t shake the feeling of desperation as I searched the screen for a message or a missed call from Joe. Nothing. He hasn’t even bothered to text me to see if I was okay. 

What the hell are you doing Lauren! Forget him! I kept telling myself. I put the phone down and tried to make myself comfortable on the sofa. 20 minutes had passed until Ryan entered the room holding a tray in his hands which contained my plate of food and a drink of orange juice. I put my arms down to pull myself up and grunted at the sharp pain that shocked through my ribs. “Ahh” I hissed and Ryan quickly placed the tray on the table beside me. 

“Woah woah, hold on a minute, let me help you” he said placing his hand on the small of my back and holding my hand to pull me up. I couldn’t help but notice the veins pop out of his forearm as he helped me into the sitting position. Warmth travelled through my core and my pants felt like they were damp. My p***y was pulsing at the image of his forearms either side of me with the veins popping out as he thrust into me. Filling me with his c**k and pounding against my pelvis. I closed my eyes and shook my head slightly to try and get rid of the image that was beginning to affect my n*****s. I bit my lip slightly to bring myself back into reality. 

“Better?” He asked and I nodded my head whilst trying to hold back the redness that threatened my cheeks. He smiled and placed the tray on my lap.

“I’m going to get you a pillow from upstairs and then I will join you” he hurried off and the sound of his steps decreased until he got to the top. I looked down at the plate that had a perfectly prepared omelette beside a bed of salad. I smiled at the effort that he had gone to with the presentation. I heard his feet step onto the stairs and I took a bite of the omelette. 

“Is it okay?” He asked walking towards me with a pillow. “Mmm... perfect” I scoffed with my mouth full. Ryazan chuckled at me. He paused for a moment and looked like he was about to say something but instead helped me to sit forward so he could place the pillow behind me. 

“Lay back” he demanded and stepped back from me to see if the pillow seemed like it was in the right position. “Is that okay?” He asked with his eyes narrowed looking behind me. 

“Yeah” I lied and tried to position it slightly. He leant to wards me and grabbed the corner of the pillow. Our eyes met as he moved it slightly and there was a moment of silence. No movement, no words, just the sight of his dark brown eyes staring into my soul. He blinked and smiled. 

“How’s that?” He asked and I nodded. “Good” he grinned then turned to grab his food from the kitchen.