Chapter 4 Run to Me

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Chapter 4

He slid his hand through his hair and it was trembling, I turned away, not able to bear looking at him, not able to bear what I had done.

“Everything is going to be fine.”  He said gently, pulling me into his arms.  I had not experienced that side of him and it surprised me.

“Please.”

“I’ll take care of you.”  He said quietly.  “I won’t hurt you, I promise.”

“I don’t want to be here.”  I whispered as he pulled my head to his chest.

“I know that, Careela.”  He said softly, and I could feel his lips press against my hair and my body stirred.

“Please let me go.”  I begged tearfully.  He sighed heavily and pulled me harder against him.

“I will make you a proposal.”   He said.  I swallowed hard; I had not much liked the last one.

“I don’t...”  I started but he pressed a finger against my lips.

“I’m not accustomed to female company.”  He said and I was sorry I couldn’t see his face.  “And I’m sorry if I’m a little rough...”  He seemed to be speaking and thinking out his words thoughtfully.

“You’re very rough.”  I corrected him between sniffles.

“Sorry.”  He said and then tilted my face up to look into my eyes.  “I don’t want to be rough...with you.  I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted you to be my wife.”

“I’m sore.”  I sobbed and his thumb grazed my cheek as he removed a tear from my face.

“It will pass.”  He said.

“Why can’t I leave?”  I persisted.

“Was it so bad...with me?”  He asked and I turned a bright red.

“Let me go.”  Was all I said, he looked upset and frowned down at me.

“Fine.  If after five days with me you still want to go...I’ll take you to the next town myself.”  He slid out of the bed and tidied himself and hurried towards the door.

“Thank you...thank you...thank you so much!”  A sense of relief flooded through me.  Freedom, at last, at last I would free.

“I ask only one thing.”  He said before he exited.

“Anything!”  I said exuberantly.

“At least give me a fair chance.”  And then he disappeared through the door.

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