Possessed, Obsessed, and Mine

Chapter 4

Hazel

over food I spilled it all. I tell him about our past, our struggles, the bills, my job, the pregnancy, and lastly, I tell him about the s**t I saw upstairs. Thank God it’s Friday and I don’t have to face my sweet angels in class with all this sadness in my eyes and heart. They don’t deserve that at all. If I could reach into my brain and scrub it free I would. I would scrub away every detail I saw, because I know that when I lay down for bed tonight that will be the scene that my brain plays on loop all night. I gasp just now realizing I don’t know where I’ll stay tonight. There is no way I am going back to that house and especially not back to that bed, most likely where Jeff and that skinny blonde are still at. In my own home, I can’t believe it. I mentally shake my head and am thrown back into the black vat of sadness I just almost climbed out of.

Wolf pushes his plate to the side and grabs for my hands once again in is extremely large, warm, calloused hands. They feel nice, they feel safe and strong.

“What is it ma? What’s going on in the pretty head of yours huh?” he asks me.

“I just..i just realized I cant go back home tonight and frankly I need to hire a cleaning crew to bleach the whole house before I can go back. I guess I can get a hotel but with the baby coming I need to save as much as I can and I can’t afford to dip into my funds anymore then I already have. Jeff not having work has been hard and its tight right now…” but before I can finish my rant wolf has unfolded himself from his spot in the booth and has come across to my side squeezing in next to me.

He cups my cheeks in his palms, and I relax into them. God, this man. He looks over my face for a minute and then he smiles.

“There you are. Glad you came back to me ma. I was starting to get worried there for aminute, you looked like you got lost in your head there.” He said while smiling at me. “you can stay with me tonight if you want then in the morning we can go back to your place and I can make sure he is gone, okay?” he asks me.

“No, no I can’t put you out like that. I can’t intrude on your home. Your wife, what in the world will she say.” She said and before I could reply she pulls her face back from in between my palms and her eyes widen. “Oh no, no, no, no, I’m doing the same thing. I’m the sluttly blonde. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean..I mean I didn’t know… I.” I stutter but before i can just off this ship once again into the shark infested waters that is my mind he leans forward and he kisses me softly.

“I’m not married ma, I’m single and I live alone, in my own home. No wife, fiancé, girlfriend, or mistress is gonna come stomping through the house. You are safe with me. you need a shower, rest and if you’ll let me, I’ll rub your feet like I promised. Not in a creepy way but because I know this is something you need.” He says to me.

“How did you know that this is something that I need? How do you keep doing that?” I ask in astonishment. How does he keep knowing exactly what I need.

“Well for one I can see you, all of you and I know it. Two, that man that called you his fiancé has been neglecting you so much of even just the basic s**t you deserve that you think you don’t deserve it. You deserve it all and I will give it to you. I just want to make sure that you are taken care of. If you won’t let me do it for you then let me do it for the baby. A stressed mama isn’t healthy for the baby.” He said to me.

“You really know how to make that sound like a dream and its only sleep and a foot rub.” I said to him, only joking because this man really has no idea how grateful I am to him.

“Well, I also said Id feed you too, didn’t I? come on give a man some credit here.” He said to me with a smile and a wink. I laughed at his retort and that was all he needed. He visibly relaxed and I felt like a queen knowing I could do that to him.

He stands and leaves a wad of money on the table. I’m assuming for the older couple that came over and talked to us earlier. I don’t know the exact relationship, but I think I might have been introduced to his parents just now.

“Let’s get home so we can rest. Been a long ass day.” He said to me as he reached out his hand to me and on instinct, I took it. I can’t explain why I feel this way with this man. I don’t know him, I’ve never seen him, but his aura is screaming protection and loyalty.

As I stand, I look up to him and I notice just how tall he is. I knew he was taller than me by a lot but it is so much different when I’m actually paying attention to the comparison of it. If I look straight forward without inclining my head to see him, I could put my face right at his chest. Like he read my mind he smirks.

“Damn ma, how short are you, 4 foot tall?” he asks me.

“Ha, very funny big guy, I’m 5’2, thank you very much.” I say back in a sarcastic retort.

This only makes him laugh more. “that’s not much of a difference love. Your still tiny but I mean that in the best way.” He says to me with this now permanent smile on his face. I don’t let it slip my mind the way he called me love and the way it so easily slid off his tongue in the rough baritone of his voice. It sounded perfect to my ears, and I file that away in things to keep for a lifetime.

“How tall are you?” I ask in genuine curiosity.

“6’4.” He said casually, like he isn’t a modern-day giant. This man is massive. Its one thing to be 6”4, it’s an entirely different thing to be 6’4 and stacked with muscled, broad shoulders, massively veined forearms, and giant hands. Add in his “scar from Disney” facial persona and this man is easily one of the biggest most gorgeous men I have ever seen. In a rugged, villain of the story type but his heart seems so big. From the glimpse I got earlier though of how he was with Jeff I wouldn’t want to push it that far, because even though he oozed danger and alpha male, he was calm then entire time.

“If you don’t mind I would like to run out of here or mom and pop are going to make me take my money back and I really don’t want to do that. I tend to want over pay, if you know what I mean?” he sheepishly whispers to me.

“Let’s go home then.” I say. As soon as it comes out of my mouth, I knew it sounded different then it was but it brought a smile to his face and light in his eyes. It sounded perfect to me too, but damn it I don’t know him, and I could be walking into a trap with a serial killer. Stupid coochie, this is all the pregnancy and hormone’s fault. I guess when I wake up chained to a bed with my kidneys missing and sold on the black market ill only have myself to blame.