Loving You - Chapter 12 (Patreon)

Damien hasn't spoken to me in days. Gabriel was the one that brought me back to my room after Damiens rampage. Damien would only sleep with me and when he did that his back was to me. I didn't know what I did to make him so angry. The whole shirt thing was crazy to me but he was obviously overpossesive.

I haven't been feeling too well either. I refuse to eat anything and have been basically surviving off water. Damien doesn't care though. He's sincerely angry at me for wearing nothing but a tshirt, even though he's the one that raped me in front of a dozen men.

I don't even leave the room anymore. I'm too embarrassed to show my face. I would never forgive Damien for this. Apparently someone said something to him about me eating because today he barged in the room in the middle of the day, not looking very happy.

"Nevaeh. Why aren't you eating?" I don't respond. I just lay with my back to him. I know it's a huge mistake, but I literally don't have the energy right now.

"NEVAEH!" He shouts I only jump a little startled at his outburst. Suddenly I feel his arm on my shoulder and he jerks me around on the bed facing him on my back, he's straddling me. "Why are you doing this?!"I still don't respond. I only cry harder.

He gets up from the bed and walks over to the door, slamming it behind him. When he comes back he has a tray of food and a random man that I've never seen before trailing behind him. What makes my eyes go wide though is that the man with Damien is dragging a man by the scruff of his neck in barely conscious.

Damien looks at him. "Jax" He says and the man pulls out a gun and aims it at the back of one of the unconscious mans head. I jump up my heart beating rapidly about to beg when Damien pulls out his own gun aiming it at me. I stop moving. I can barely breathe.

"Here's how this is going to work, Nevaeh. You're going to eat this food. Or he dies." I stare at him in disbelief. He only smiles back at me, pure joy contorting his face. "It's your choice angel. Eat or he dies."

"Ok, ok I'll eat! Just please dont hurt him!" Damien nods to Jax and he pulls the trigger, leaving a hole in the mans head. I scream. I can't stop screaming. Damien says something else to Jax but I dont hear him over my screams.

Jax drags the mans body out of the room and Damien walks over to me shoves me down on the bed and clamps his hand over my mouth. "Shut Up or I will shut you up" My eyes are wide and i shake my head vigorously. He pulls the tray over to me.

"Fucking eat. Or I will pick off everyone you love one by one."

I begin to eat quickly not tasting anything. The room is silent for a few minutes. Nothing can be heard but my sobs. Suddenly I feel Damiens hand on mine and I look up. His eyes are soft and he wipes my tears with his thumb.

"Nevaeh, that guy wasnt one of my men. I was planning on killing him anyway. He was caught infiltrating one of my compounds he wasnt an innocent man. I don't want his life on your conscience."

I looked at him in disbelief. He was evil. Pure evil and I cant believe I even considered missing him in any form at all. He was constantly manipulating me. The only reason I even missed him was because no one would talk to me and he was the only one who would. And I craved some kind of contact.

Apparently he knew what I was thinking in some form because his eyes turned dangerous and he says, "Think about what you're going to say before you speak angel."

I don't speak. I only go back to chewing. I've only put fruit in my mouth. I ignore the eggs and the toast. I dont think I can stomach anything whole honestly. Damien just shot a man in front of me in cold blood. I was tired of seeing people be killed.

"Damien?"

"Yes?"

"How long do you plan on keeping me here?"

He smiles at this and grabs my hand. He looks into my eyes.

"As long as I like." I jerk my hand out of his grasp shock on my face.

"You can't do that! I wont stay here! I have a family!"

"I'm your family now."

"No you're not! You're a psycho that has no resolve!" He only laughs at this and stands up walking to the door. "Enjoy your breakfast angel."

That sounded as if there was a hidden meaning beneath it. As soon as he closed the door I stopped eating the food. I had no appetite. I walk towards the bathroom and stagger a little bit seeing as my vision suddenly gets blurry and I fall over to the ground when I cant see straight anymore.

What's happening to me? The room starts to spin and I dont understand why. Thats when it hits me. The food! Damiens reaction! Dammit! How could I be so stupid! I roll over so that I am looking at the ceiling, thats the last thing I see before my vision goes black.

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I awake in a room that I've never seen before. It's not as big as Damiens but it's luxurious none the less. I feel a sudden shake in the room as if there was an earthquake or something. Deciding it couldnt get any worse, I walk to the door and slowly push it open.

The sight that greets me is a cabin. Of a private jet plane. Damien is sitting in one seat and he's talking to the man that he referred to as Jax earlier. He looks absolutely stunning. His usually curly hair is all pushed back except for that one strand that's curling on his forehead. For once he isnt yelling at someone or angry at something. He's smiling and to see it not being directed towards me is intriguing. I want to smile along with him.

He looks up suddenly and says something to Jax who nods and heads into the front of the plane. Damien motions for me to come and sit in front of him. I walk slowly, glaring at him. Once I sit down, the question is out of my mouth before I can stop it.

"You drugged me."

He smiles. "Yes, I did."

"Why?"

"I have some business off the compound I need to take care of. I wanted you with me."

"So you had to drug me?"

"No. I had to drug you because I didn't want you seeing the way off the compound."

"You couldn't just blindfold me?"

He looks thoughtful for a moment before shrugging. "I guess that could have worked too."

I don't respond. I look away and study the cabin. It is lovely. I've only ever seen anything like this on movies. The spinning chairs and mini bar. The windows were currently closed so I had no idea what time it was.

"Where are we going?" I look away from my studies and make sure that I wasn't crossing any boundaries by asking him this. He doesn't look offended at all.

"Europe."

"Europe??"

He smiles and it turns into a tiny laugh. "Yes, angel Europe."

He looks down and starts messing with his iPad. Before I can say anything else a plate of food is set in front of me. There's pancakes on it and some fruit and on the side is some orange juice. I look up and Jax is already headed back to the cabin.

I ignore the food and look around the cabin again. Damien looks up from his iPad curiosity on his face.

"Are you not hungry angel?"

"I'm not eating anything you give me from now on."

He laughs at this. Literally laughs! And it's the most hypnotic sound I've ever heard. It makes me want to smile and tell all the cheesy jokes I can muster. His dimple is showing.

"Don't worry angel, It's not poisoned if that's what you're thinking. Or drugged. I know you're hungry so don't try and deny it."

I finally take a piece of the pancake and pop into my mouth. It tastes absolutely amazing! Maybe because I was starved and would eat just about anything right now. But I didn't care it was heaven in my mouth.

"So I have a whole lot planned out for us once we arrive angel. We also need to make an appearance so we'll be going shopping to get you something nice. Also, I need you to follow my directions to the T. I know how much you hated being on that compound so don't make me regret taking you. Or there will be consequences."

I only nod my head.

A voice comes on overhead telling us to fasten our seat belts. So we fasten them and get ready for our descent.

*****

Once we arrive at the airport there is a nice limo waiting for us on the runway. The windows are very tinted and we seemed to arrive at night so even if I wanted to try and sign for help no one would see me.

Damien begins speaking to the men that approach us in a different language and Jax leads me to the car, setting me down in the backseat and closing the door. I look around the extravagant limo. When it comes to Damien no expense is spared for anything he wants. Theirs a mini fridge, a flat screen, and a sunroof.

The door opens and Damien climbs in beside me and we begin to pull out of the parking lot. Damien starts doing work on his iPad and I turn to look out the window to try and find some scenery.

"Tell me about your childhood, angel."

I turn suddenly to him, and had to control my features or he would've seen the horror etched there.

"Why do you want to know about that?" He shrugs and continues looking at me. I sigh in defeat, not wanting to get punished in the limo.

"I grew up with my mom mostly. And my older brother, Mark. My dad walked out on us when I was only 5. So growing up was hard. I had to do it early." I smile bitterly to myself as I recall a bad time in my life.

"My brother was only 9 at the time but he had to endure things that no kid should. And he did it all to protect me. We were always moving around, we never had a stable home. My mom couldn't keep a job. She wasn't the best role model per say. She would always blow her money on drugs." Tears began to well up in my eyes.

"One time, she brought me with her to this awful place. Mark didn't know because he was asleep when she took me. The men there were not nice. I was only 11. My mom traded me. To some awful man for drugs. I'll never forget that. They would tell me they were going to do all these awful things to me. But before they could Mark came to my rescue. After that we left my mom and lived on the streets. Mark did everything he could to protect me and provide for me. He always had it hard."

I look at my hands. Not daring to look into Damiens eyes in fear of what I'd see there.

"I don't know what it was about Mark. He was always there to protect me. He never graduated high school because he got a job and was supporting me all on his own. A 17 year old kid, taking care of me." I cut my story short, unable to continue. "Mark is all I have left. And he's probably going crazy with worry over me. He's probably beating himself up over my disappearance. Mark had to fight tooth and nail to get where he is today and I couldn't be more proud of him. It took me a whole year to convince him that I would be OK in the real world. I wanted to earn everything like he had." I laugh bitterly to myself. "Look at where I am now."

The limo was silent and I felt Damien put a hand on my shoulder. I look up half expecting to see him filled with anger. But instead all I see in those blue depths are sadness.

"Angel, I don't know what it's like to have siblings. So I cant sympathize with you." He wipes away my tears that are falling in a steady stream down my face.

"But I can do this. I'll let you talk to your brother. 1 hour a day." My eyes widen in shock. I look at him and see that he's serious. "Don't make me regret my decision angel."

I cant help myself. I jump on him throwing my arms around his neck. This obviously catches him off guard as we fall over in the seats with me on top of him. I don't care though I can only hug him ad scream my thank you's, tears of joy sliding down my face. He slowly returns my hug, inhaling my hair and i hear him mumble in my ear, "You're welcome angel."

*****

I awake the next morning, and Damiens side of the bed is empty. I sit up and remember last night with a big grin on my face.

Once we get to the hotel I'm fast asleep and Damien carries me straight up to the suite. He says something about us staying in the penthouse, but I'm too tired to care. He bathes me and lays me down in bed, laying with me. He doesn't force me to have sex, he just lays there and sleeps. And I soon follow suit.

I smile to myself. Damien is letting me contact my brother! I'm so excited I can barely contain it. It was moments like that when he confused me. Sometimes he could be so heartless and evil. And other times he acted like he truly cared about me. It confused the hell outta me.

I jump outta bed and run out of the room. This place was huge. I got lost trying to find the bathroom. Once I found it I went in search of the kitchen. I walk around the corner and the aroma of eggs and toast hit me making my stomach rumble. But what made my mouth water was something entirely different.

Damien is in the kitchen with nothing but a pair of low slung sweatpants on. His bare chest is sculpted to perfection. He's moving through the kitchen with such grace. He turns around in obvious concentration, with a piece of bacon sticking out of his mouth, chewing on it. The pan full of eggs is in his hands and he's emptying them onto two plates. As if knowing he was being watched he looks up in my direction. A smile breaking onto his face.

"Goodmorning angel."

I manage a small smile back. "Goodmorning"

He motions to a spot at the bar and I take a seat on it. He places a plate in front of me. It has bacon, eggs, toast, and a side of fruits on it. He sets down orange juice beside it and looks at me expectantly.

"You made all of this?"

He nods his head "Yes, I'm not completely helpless angel."

"Where did you learn to do this?"

He smiles softly as if lost in a memory. "I used to watch my mother when I was younger."

I study him for a moment. He's never said anything to me before about his family. So this was new to me. "Your mother?"

"Yes."

"Where is she now, if you dont mind me asking."

He levels his eyes on mine. "Dead."

I feel a pang of hurt in my gut. He obviously had the pleasure of knowing his mother and she was taken away from him not by choice. I put my hand on his shoulder, and he looks at me in shock. "I'm sorry."

His eyes soften for a moment and he steps away from me and begins to clean away the pots and pans.

"I have some meetings today. I'l be back after lunch. I've set your computer to contact the outside world." He looks at me with his cold blue gaze. "You may only call your brother angel. For one hour. Disobey me, and you will suffer. Along with him. Do you understand me?"

I nod my head with wide eyes. He smiles, the aura of danger suddenly gone. "Good." He walks around the bar and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek, then heads to the room. I eat my breakfast in silence.

After a while I hear Damiens footsteps and he walks around the corner finishing the last button on his suit. He looks handsome as always. Evil disguised by pure beauty.

He walks over to me and presses a kiss to my forehead. "Remember what I said, Neveah."

With that he walks out of the penthouse, closing the door behind him.

***

As soon as Damien closes the door I jump from my place on the bar and run to the bedroom to find my laptop, excitement bubbling on my veins. I finally find it in a small bag, and attached to the screen is a note. My stomach drops immediately as I recognize Damiens handwriting,

Nevaeh,

You may only contact your brother. Do not tell him where you are, and do not tell him the circumstances of your being here. I have many contacts and if any report comes up in the system from him, I will snuff it out and kill him. And you will be punished. Understood? Have a nice chat.

Damien

I ball up the note and fight the urge to scream. He always found a way to bring out some misery in my happiness. I would just have to make the best of it. I pull up my chat and try my brother. As first he doesn't answer, but about 30 minutes later a call pops up on my screen and i cant fight my squeal of excitement.

The screen shifts and I'm staring at my brothers face. He looks startled a moment and then tears begin to well up in his eyes.

"Nevaeh! Oh God are you ok?? Where have you been? I cant believe you're alright oh thank God!"

I cant help the tears of joy at seeing his face. Seeing my brother made me so happy I couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. He looked just as he did when I saw him last. His brown curly hair is shaved perfectly and his facial hair is faintly there. His green eyes shining with excitement.

"Nevaeh?" He was looking at me like I was crazy.

"Yes, I'm alright I just.. It's so good to see you!"

"Me?? What about you Nevaeh! Are you hurt in any way? I got an email telling me that someone has you and not to contact the police or you die!"

I'm silent as shock comes over me. I don't know why I'm surprised. I should've expected this from Damien.

"He contacted everyone, even Paiglynn!"

"What?"

"He told us all not to go to the police, that you would be in danger and that it would be pointless."

"Oh. Well I'm fine, he provides for me and doesn't do anything too bad."

Mark levels his eyes with mine. He always knows when I'm lying. "Nevaeh. Has he hurt you?"

It took everything in me to be able to lie to him. But I didn't want him worrying and thinking he failed. "No."

He was silent for a moment. "Enough about me, I want to hear about you! Have you gotten that promotion yet?" Suddenly, the mood was lifted. Mark told me everything that I had missed in the time that I've been missing, which has been about 4 months. I had to hide my reaction at the shock of hearing that. Time had flown by so fast and with the restrictions Damien had on my things, I could never check for myself.

Before I knew it, the hour was almost up and I had to end my call with my brother. I promised him I'd check in again next week and reluctantly ended the call. After a moment I sat there and stared at the blank screen. Eventually the tears came hard and fast. And I cry. I cry myself to sleep.

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