T.W. Talk of SA
Cassie
I watched Ripper sleep. Three days have passed since the Mindy incident. She was serving time in the Banford jail at the moment. I will be taking care of that problem, once Ripper is a little better. He hadn't said a word since we got back to the clubhouse. He's barely eaten. All he's been doing is sleeping. I can't blame him. I wanted to escape the world when I was r*ped too. For a man as confident and strong as Ripper, this was a huge blow to his male psyche. I was determined to help him through this. I ran my hand through his hair. His head was lying on my stomach, his arms were wrapped around me. He would sometimes chant in his sleep for me not to leave him. I tried to reassure him that I wasn't going anywhere, but I don't think he believed me.
