Survival (BlackByrd Series Book 1) by M. Miley

Author:M. Miley [Miley, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Vera

That first night was the hardest. My body was spent and I had no more to give emotionally. I cried in the shower as I washed away all evidence of my time in the forest. The water, stinging as it hit the cuts, only intensified the pain I was already feeling. Meeting Logan in the hall, I could see the concern on his face. As he looked over my body, noticing all the cuts and bruises, I could feel the heat of his anger singeing me. It was nice to know someone cared, but all I wanted was to be alone. Once he showed me to the guest room, I found an oversized nightshirt and fell into bed, crying myself to sleep.

Waking up this morning, I lay in bed, too exhausted to move, even with twelve hours of sleep. Staring at the ceiling, I can’t help but wonder how my life has come to this. A deep ache forms in my stomach, a knot that just keeps growing as I look back on my life. A dysfunctional family, the unwanted daughter, on the run from an angry father. It’s almost as if my life is one of the dramatic movies my mother was famous for.

Shaking my head, I get up to look for clothes to wear, ready to start the day. My mind flits to last night, when I broke down in Logan’s arms. My face heats as I remember the scene I made. I hate small, dark spaces. Hate. Just thinking about it has sweat breaking out all over my body. My flight response is triggered, and I want to get out of the room I'm in.

I turn, looking out the window and the light filtering through the curtains. Taking deep breaths in, I let the panic fade, reminding myself that I'm not stuck. That I'm not in the room, the one that’s in my nightmares. I'm safe.

Getting dressed, I can’t help but remember the way Logan held me. How he whispered soothing words in my ear, and let me fall apart in his arms. My heart races, but this time it's at the memory of his strong body holding me. Of his warm chest, soaked by my tears. At the words he whispered that built me back up just as fast I was crumbling. I felt so safe in his arms. Like he could see me for who I was, and he accepted me, all of me. He didn’t find me lacking like my family did. He didn’t walk away from me the way they had. Instead, he cared for me, and it made my heart race.

Looking myself over in the mirror, I take in my tangled red hair, my swollen eyes, my pale face. Logan’s words echo in my mind. That I'm strong. That they haven’t broken me. When I look at myself, I see everything that makes me different from my family, all the things that they hated me for, and I smile. Logan’s right, they didn’t break me.

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