Never Judge a Book By Its Cover
Chapter 31
That night I had another dream. This one more vivid and horrifying then the rest. I was chained to the wall by heavy shackles around my wrists and ankles. It was so hard to breath. I looked down at my bloody, beaten body, trying so hard to breath. I could see a huge crimson stain on the white T-shirt that covered my body. I knew then why it was hard to breath. The pain was unbearable. When I did manage to work up the strength to inhale the musty oxygen, the pain stopped me. Tears rolled down my face as I tried so hard to free myself from the shackles that held me down. I heard whimpering and forced my head up. Pain shot down my spine as I tried to move my neck. Finally my body obeyed me and my head rose to see my little son trapped in a cage, crying. I gasped when I saw the bruises down his arms. Huge blue, black, and purple bruises. Somehow I gathered up the little strength I had left and pulled furiously at the chains that bound me to the wall. James's cries matched my own as I tried so hard to get to him. I looked over at him in the little cage, tears mixing with the dried blood on my face as they fell. He looked at me with the most horrific sad face I had ever seen. It was that face that no mother ever wanted to see from their child.
"It'll be ok, Jamie, I promise," I said through my tears, but deep down, I knew I was about to give up. I didn't have enough strength to argue with the chains anymore, so I just stood there and hung my head crying. That's all I could do was cry. Cry for my son, for me, for the fact that I didn't have the power to at least try anymore. Temptation was beginning to set in...I was about to give up. That's when the door to the basement opened and I heard his voice. The voice of my father.
"Get your bastard ass down there," he said. The next thing I saw was Brian's body fall down the stairs, knocking his head on almost every step. This was all my fault. All of it. James was screaming with wide-eyes as he saw his father lay there at the bottom of the stairs, unconscious. I saw my fathers big black boots walk down the stairs as I let my head fall, crying. My body heaved up and down. Why was he doing this? He looked at me as he stepped on Brian's side to get to me.
"I see you're awake," he said walking over and placing his hand on the back of my neck. "How's daddy's little girl?" he asked smiling at me like he had done nothing at all to hurt me or my family. I kept my head down, crying and praying softly. When I didn't respond to him, he slammed the back of my head against the wall. "Listen you little whore, when I talk to you, you respond or I'll kill the devil child right in front of your eyes."
"Why are you doing this?" I screamed. I could feel the blood seeping slowly out of the back of my head and down my neck. Dear God, please do something. My father's stern face lightened as he placed his hand back over the side of my neck, touching it soothingly. I jerked my head away from his hand. "Please, just leave us alone," I said, crying as my body slumped down a little.
"Why am I doing this?" he let out a small laugh. "I'm doing this, sweetheart for you. That bastard over there stole you away from me. You're my little girl. I should be the only man in your life. Me. And as for the devil child, well he's just the product of that bastard. As long as he's alive, a part of that fucker will always be alive."
"Daddy please please just leave them alone. I'll go with you wherever you want, but please just leave them alone," I begged. My father seemed to think about for a second before he shook his head.
"No, cause he'll come looking for you. I think I'll kill him now." He walked away from me and over to Brian who was slowly coming to. My father looked down at him as eyes fluttered slowly open. He grabbed Brian by the head and jerked up to his feet. I gasped when I saw his body. He was beaten even worse then me and James combined. My father slammed Brian down on the ground at my feet. I closed my eyes and cried. I couldn't see Brian like that. I felt horrible. This was all my fault.
"Kaitlyn," I heard Brian's restrained voice. "Open your eyes." I couldn't do it. I couldn't bare to look into his eyes and see the hatred he had for me. Why wouldn't he leave like I told him to? "Please baby. Please open them for me."
"Yes, Kaitlyn, open your eyes. See what you've done to the bastard," I heard my father's voice. My body shook as new tears formed and fell down my face.
"Ignore him, honey. Just ignore him, please look at me." I opened my eyes slowly and gasped when I saw him. He looked dead. If it hadn't been for the fact this his chest moved up and down very slowly, I never would have guessed he was still alive. He looked back up at me and tried to smile through his pain. I knew it took all his energy just to smile. "Everything will be ok, I promise."
"How can you say that? Look at what I've done to you. Look at what I did," I said as tears rolled down my cheeks harder and harder.
"No matter what, I love you and I always will."
"How can you say that?" I screamed. "We're all going to die and you're telling me we're going to be ok? How the fuck can everything be ok?" I screamed. Brian conjured up his strength and moved his hand to touch my leg.
"I love you." I heard the cackle of my father's evil laugh. I looked up at him, fury written across my face.
"Fuck you!" I screamed, crying harder. "Stop it! Why are you laughing? Let us fucking go! I swear to God when I get out of here, I'm going to fucking kill you." My father looked at me surprised.
"Now, now darling. I wouldn't say that to someone who had your life in their hands. I could kill anyone of you at anytime I wanted to, remember that."
"Kill me then, fucker. Kill me!" He laug
hed again.
Brian jerked awake when he heard that. He looked at me laying next to him writhing around on the bed screaming at the top of my lungs tears running down my face. He tried so hard to hold me down, but his arms weren't nearly strong enough. He risked me punching him in the face and wrapped his arms tightly around my body and pulled me close to him as I continued to scream. He kissed my lips softly.
"Please, Kaitlyn, please calm down," he whispered in my ear, then began to sing softly.
~*Come stop your crying, it will be alright
Just take my hand, hold it tight
I will protect you from all around you
I will be here, don't you cry*~
(-Phil Collins- "You'll Be In My Heart")
Slowly my body calmed and I drifted into a deep sleep. Brian sighed happily and held me close to him. "I promise you Kaitlyn. He'll never get us. Never. I love you," he whispered softly into my ear. I nestled my face against his chest and he wrapped his arms tighter around me as I slept.
--Next morning--
My eyes fluttered open to see Brian's eyes locked on mine. I smiled softly at him then leaned up to capture his lips with mine. The sun shined brightly through the windows. I could feel a soft breeze coming in from outside and I knew he must have opened the balcony doors.
"Good morning, baby," he said smiling. I smiled back.
"Thank you so much," I said wrapping my arms around him and pulling him closer to me. I heard him sigh and run his fingers through my hair.
"Thank you for what?"
"For whatever you did last night to pull me out of that horrible dream. I don't know how you did it, but just as it was about to get worse, I felt completely calm and just fell into the deepest sleep ever." I leaned up on my elbow and smiled at him. "And for just being there for me through this shit." His mouth curved into a smile as he leaned down and kissed me softly.
"We're going to get through this, Kaitlyn. These nightmares are just that, nightmares and I'm going to make absolutely sure that they never come true." I smiled again, falling more in love with him by the second.
"Where's James? He's usually in here jumping on the bed by this time."
"Oh, I took him over to AJ's house earlier so the two of us could be alone together. He wanted to see AJ and AJ wanted to see him, so I figured we could just have some time alone today."
"How long have you been awake?"
"I couldn't go back to sleep last night after you had that nightmare, so I watched over you most of the night, then when Jamie came in and was about to wake us up at 6 this morning, I grabbed him before he could pounce on the bed and watched cartoons with him for a while, then he asked if we could go see AJ today, so I called Bone and asked what he was up to and told him James wanted to see him so he said to bring him on over, so I did. Then I got home and opened the balcony cause it's surprisingly really nice out today and I made breakfast and cleaned up the house a little, then I came back up here and laid back down with you until you woke up."
"Jesus Brian! Damn, you are way too good to me." He leaned in and rubbed his nose against mine.
"That's not true. There's nothing in the world that's too good for you. Nothing," he kissed my lips softly, parting them a little to let his tongue inside. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and welcomed the kiss. God it had been so long since we kissed like that. "You hungry?" he asked as we pulled away. I nodded and he slipped out of bed. "Stay here, I'll go get some food." He walked out of our room before I could protest and headed down to the kitchen. I smiled and snuggled against his pillow. I must have been the luckiest person on earth. He was too good to me, I knew that and I'm sure he knew that. Hell, I'm sure everyone in the world knew that. I felt so safe just knowing that he was always beside me and would always be beside me. I thought back to the first day we met and laughed lightly. I remembered how rude I had been to him, not willing to give him even a sliver of a chance. To think, I used to hate the Backstreet Boys and now I was Brian's biggest supporter next to his mom. Brian walked back into the room and saw me smiling.
"What are you smiling so widely about?" he asked pulling the covers on the bed back and slipping in next to me. He set the plate of food he had with him on the bed between us.
"I was just thinking about how weird this all turned out."
"How weird what turned out?" he asked picking up a strawberry off the plate between us and bringing it up to my lips. I smiled at him and bit into the fruit, feeling the juices run down my throat.
"Us. I mean how I used to hate you and everything you stood for and now the place I feel most safe is right here in your arms. It's just strange how things turn out how you least expect them to. I mean, even when we were together when I was in Orlando over that summer, I never thought we'd ever be married let alone have a family together. I always thought that what we had was just a fling but then when I got back to Chicago and realized how much I missed you I realized just how much I really love you. I never knew feelings like these existed." Brian smiled down at me and captured my lips in a soft kiss.
"What we have is extremely special, Kate. Not many people are fortunate enough to find love like we have. I seriously think fate brought us together. I mean," he said picking up the fork that laid on the plate and motioned for me to sit up. I did, leaning my back against the head board of our bed. He cut a piece of the pancakes on the plate and brought them up to my lips. "I don't know about you, but I strongly believe in soulmates, and I strongly believe that you're mine." I stopped chewing and swallowed the rest of the food in my mouth, looking at him. Tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't believe how sincere he looked. He picked up my hand and kissed each of my fingers. "There's nowhere in the world that I would rather be right now. There's no one in the world that I would ever wanna be with. You're my world and I love you always." I couldn't stop the tears that were rolling down my cheeks. He leaned over and placed the plate on the night stand and leaned up next to me, kissing my lips softly. I wrapped my arms around his neck, inviting the kiss. Chills ran down my spine as he slipped his tongue in my mouth softly massaging my own with his. I closed my eyes tightly, playing with the curls that lined the back of his neck. He pulled away and I opened my eyes slowly looking at him. He just stayed there and stared down at me for a few minutes before he spoke. "Keep you eyes open, baby, I wanna look into your beautiful blue eyes." I nodded, not able to find the words...I was still speechless, not only from that kiss, but also from the words he had said before. He smiled at me and pressed his lips back to mine, looking deep into my eyes. He ran his hand over my stomach and slipped his hand up the front of his shirt as I ran my hands down his chest and over his back. I sat up and let him slip my shirt over my head, throwing it down on the floor. He moved over so he was straddling my legs and continued kissing me. My God I never wanted it to end. He ran his hand down the side of my body then to my stomach, rubbing it softly. He knew me well enough by now to know I loved it when he did that. I moved my lips from his and kissed my way across his face as he kissed my neck softly. I ran my tongue over the rim of his ear, feeling him shiver. His ears were so sensitive, he loved it when I kissed them. I moved my lips just below his ear and kissed him softly. I felt him shiver again. That, the nape of his neck, and the scar from his heart surgery were the three spots on his body that he loved to have kissed the most. He trailed his mouth down farther, running his tongue along my chest between my breasts. I ran my hands through his hair as he moved his mouth over, capturing my breast in his mouth. I moaned softly, playing with his hair. He worked his tongue over my nipple, making me groan and writhe beneath him as he pinched the other in his hand. When he was good and ready, he shifted his mouth to my other breast, being sure to pay just as much attention to that as he had to the other one. When he was done, he moved his mouth down to my stomach, the most sensitive part of my body besides my feet. He placed soft short kisses all over my stomach, the little goatee he was growing tickling my skin. I giggled a little and he looked up at me smiling. He knew what he was doing to me and he was loving every second of it. He got to my belly button and ran his tongue along it, dipping it inside a little. He tugged softly on the belly button ring I had finally gotten. He trailed his lips back up to mine, capturing my tongue in a ruthless battle. I flipped him on his back and straddled his stomach, still kissing his lips. I moved my tongue first to the spot just under the ear that he loved to have kissed. I felt him shiver below me again and I smiled against his skin as I kissed him again just below his ear.
"Girl, if you don't stop that, I'm going to have to throw you down and take you right now," he said, moaning loudly. I smiled and moved down his body, sucking softly on his neck, knowing that the last thing he needed was a huge red blob on his neck for the cover of his album. I licked my way around his neck, trying to get him to lean up so I could kiss the nape of his neck, but he wouldn't budge. "I want this to be special not a two-second thing, and you know just as well as I do that if you kiss my neck back there, that'll be it." I smiled and nodded, reapplying my lips to his neck, moving down his chest I moved immediately to his scar. If I couldn't kiss the back of his neck, then I was definitely going to kiss his scar. I ran my fingernail down the length of it, feeling him writhe beneath me. Then I used my tongue, to lick over it. I heard him groan as I placed soft kisses up and down the length of it. "Baby, please. You know what that does to me!"
"Hey, you kissed my stomach, I can kiss your scar!" I said smiling down at me. I decided to let him cool down a little bit, so I moved over to his nipples, running my tongue around it. I heard him groan again as his hands tangled in my hair. I ran my tongue down his stomach and moved my hand up to rub the back of his neck as he leaned forward to look at me. I felt him shiver again.
"Alright! That's it!" he said and pulled me up to face him. He pushed my lips against his again, slipping his tongue inside my mouth as I laughed. He laid me down on my back and pulled my legs around his waist.
"Baby, this doesn't work too well when you still have your boxers on," I said running my fingers through his hair. He smiled and leaned down, capturing my lips again. I ran my hands down his back and hooked my thumbs under his boxers, pulling them down slowly until they were completely off. I threw them on the floor beside the bed. He looked down at me from his "push-up" position above me and leaned down, kissing me again. I felt him lean over to grab something out of the night stand, but I grabbed his arm and pulled it back to me. He stopped kissing me and looked down at me questioningly. I smiled up at him and ran my finger along his jaw. "How about we work on Brian #2?" I asked pulling his lips down to mine. He pulled away and looked down at me.
"Are you sure you're ready?" he asked, pushing my hair behind my ears. I nodded my head without hesitation. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine again. I felt him pressing into my opening and I wrapped my legs tighter around his body wanting him inside me desperately. He pushed himself inside of me, both of us moaning loudly at the feeling. He began to move slowly at first, sucking on my neck as he moved in and out of me.
"Faster Brian," I moaned, running my nails over the nape of his neck. That must have set something off because right then he started moving in and out of my faster. "Oh God yeah!" I moaned running my hands over his back. He slammed harder and faster into me with each thrust of his hips. Damn, he felt good.
"Oh baby, yeah," he groaned pushing himself harder into me. He leaned his head down, clutching my lips with his own. I screamed his name into his mouth as he continued pushing himself inside me. My hips thrust upward meeting him each time.
"Oooh fuck. Harder baby!" I screamed, running my fingers down his back and to his firm ass pushing him farther into me. "Oh God!" He moved around faster as sweat poured off of our bodies, drenching the sheets beneath us. I grabbed onto the pillow with one hand, the other holding onto his neck. I could feel him throbbing inside of me and I knew he was almost there. My body began to twitch as he moved harder inside of me. I grabbed his hands and intertwined my fingers with his own as he slammed into me one last time before I screamed out his name. He moved his mouth down, grasping my lips with his own again as he grinded himself into me one last time before exploding inside of me. He colapsed on my chest, breathing hard after pulling himself out of me. I ran my fingers through his sweaty hair, leaning down to kiss his forehead. He looked up at me and smiled, then rolled off of me, wrapping his arms tightly around my body. I leaned into his chest, closing my eyes as he ran his fingers through my hair with one hand and kept our fingers intertwined with the other. Soon I drifted off into a deep dreamless sleep.
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