Blessed & Destined

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Zoey perspective

Chapter 50 (v.1) - Heading Home

Submitted: January 13, 2018

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Submitted: January 13, 2018



I love waking up in his arms, there's something magical that makes it so much more real. I married this guy! The rational part of me said you're too young to be married, but the other part was like screw you rationality, my heart says why are you taking so long? The wedding though rushed was magical nonetheless. Dominic had good reason to rush we have a bit of a history of bad stuff happening at the worst times. 

"Well good thing rationality isn't one of your strongest traits." I sit up and stretch throwing my arms above my head a very unfeminine sound exiting my mouth.  

"I don't want to do anything today." I say plopping back down on the bed.  

"What? I've tired you out already, that could be a problem," He rolls over above me propped up on his elbows.  

"because I plan on spending every night like it's our honeymoon." He kisses my nose. I don't doubt that for a moment. Dominic is a beast in bed, he could probably go for hours, me on the other hand.  

"Dominic am I inadequate in bed?" The words escape my lips without thinking. He turns to look at me horror on his face.  

"Where the heck did that come from?" I rub my neck suddenly feeling stupid for asking such a question 

"Sorry, brain's having a malfunction. I was thinking about how awesome you are in bed and how you could probably go for hours but I can't and then that question popped out." He starts laughing and shaking his head. 

"Zoey, you are not inadequate in bed, you are made for loving and that's all I want from you." His hand brushes mine I let a breath of relief out 

"Made for loving I like that." I pull him down for another kiss.  

"Mm, I'm never going to get enough of your delicious lips." I whisper in his mind.  

"Good because I have no plans of giving you up." His voice low and seductive causing chills to sprout. I love when he speaks in my mind it seems much more intimate and private. 

The following two weeks are made up of lots of time in the bedroom, occasional visits to the kitchen and bathroom but rarely leaving the house. 

I start shoving my clothes in my suitcase without folding it.  

"I really don't want to go home; can we just stay here forever?" I ask sitting on the suitcase trying to zip it up.  

"We have a lot to do. I need a job, we need to talk to your mom about adopting, there's a lot to be done." I growl finally zipping the stupid thing shut. 

"Fine." I pout tossing my bag on the ground, Dominic looks up from the suitcase to me a brow raised in question 

"Are you okay?" He walks over to me sitting on the bed with meI drop my head and shoulders.  

"I don't know. I guess I just don't want to go home. Can you blame me though? So many awful things happened there. I'm afraid that if we go back that something else will happen and I might lose you. I don't think I could lose you Dominic." He takes my hand.  

"You won't lose me I'm too damn stubborn to leave you alone." That got a laugh out of me. 

"I still have a bad feeling about this. My feelings are normally right." Dominic stayed quiet for a moment.  

"Tell ya what, why don't we move, get a house. We are going to be parents and I'm sure they would prefer a large house with a yard." I've only ever lived with my parents and in my apartment, I don't know if I could handle moving and living with someone. 

"Relax Zoey you don't have to make any decisions yet." He got up off the bed and grab his suitcase.  

"You have the whole three hours of the drive home." I took off my shoe and threw it at him he caught it easily.  

"Oh, you're not getting this back now." He teases shaking the thing as he left laughing. 

I followed him out to the car not flinching when I stepped on a pinecone or rock. Dominic stood leaning against the car my shoe hanging from a finger. I walked right up to him snatching the shoe from him hitting him with it.  

Wboth climbed into the car and started on the trip back. So much has changed in such a little time. I can hardly believe it. Feels like just days ago I met Dominic but that was barely two months ago. But I'm happy despite what happened.  

My nightmares have stopped finally and I haven't had a vision in a while. It's peaceful and now we are going back and resume our chaotic life. But what's life without chaos. Okay what's our life without chaos. As we pull onto the freeway the sun is tucked behind some clouds and I wonder if we will get some rain. I looked out my window watching the trees and rocks and wondering what else will happen. 

My hand goes to my stomach and I can feel my scar from the surgery. I can't give Dominic kids and it breaks my heart. I know he is okay with whatever I want but that doesn't change the fact that we can't make a baby. His hand reaches over and takes mine from my stomach drawing my attention. 

"I know it's hard that we can't have a baby." He gives my hand a reassuring squeeze. 

"No, we can have a baby, we can't make a baby." I pull my hand away from him and the reality of my life starts hitting me in waves and my eyesight blurs as tears gather rand I grab my head leaning forward.  

My ears are ringing I feel the car pull over and stop. My shoulders tremble as tears wrack my body. My door opens and I squeeze my eyes shut when a pair of arms wrap around me pulling me against a hard familiar chest that I've come to spend a lot of time on.  

"Zoey, talk to me." He rubs my back as I cry violently into his chest. Burying my face in his shirt soaking it with tears. 

"Baby, please tell me what's wrong." I manage to form words. 

"What isn't? I found my soul mate then found out about this entire world I had no idea existed and I am part of it. We were kidnapped from our home and tortured then when I thought it couldn't get any worse—" I choked on the vile words that I hate are true. 

"It's okay Zoey." His words couldn't be farther from the truth. I pull away enough to meet his eyes. 

"I was raped Dominic, then I was pregnant with his baby. Then I lost the baby and now I can't ever give you children. One of the most amazing testaments of our love and I can't give that to you. I am not okay Dominic, I'm hurting, I'm tired, I'm angry, I'm terrified and I'm ruined." The last part was a whimper. He took my face in his hands and pressed his lips to mine silencing me. 

"You are not ruined. You are strong and brave and amazing but you are not ruined. Zoey you are allowed to hurt and be tired and angry and scared. But you cannot ever think you are ruined." His eyes were desperate for me to understand. To agree. 

"How could you say that? I am ruined. Another man violated me, he took something precious between us and defiled and desecrated it. He tainted me and I don't know how you can stand to be in the same room as me. He will always haunt me. I don't deserve you. I'm not worthy of your love." Once I stopped he pulled me against him and I could feel his body shaking. I twisted in his grip and saw tears falling down his face as he held me close to his chest. 

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry that you don't feel worthy of my love when it is I who is not worthy. I'm sorry that I can't destroy him for good remove him from your memory. You are my world Zoey, before I met you I wasn't living I was a shell of a man. I had nothing, I was nothing. After our wedding I promised myself that I would be with you until the day I die and that you will never feel alone again. I love you Zoey Reeds, I am your husband, your soulmate, your destined and I will treasure you forever because that is what you are to me, treasure." We must look like a bunch of weirdos pulled over on the side of the road crying in each other's arms.  

I hadn't realized how broken I feel, I was so numb that I covered it with happiness and healing, but the reality is that I'm rotting on the inside there's an infection that is fatal. Things have been really good recently I'm afraid that they are going to get worse fast. After a few moments like that I decided that it was time to go. 

"Let's go home." I whisper and he pulls away just enough to kiss me before helping me get into the car. I love him so damn much that it hurts. I'm glad that I had that melt down with him and not my parents or brother. Dominic turns the radio on and the music helps me drift asleep. 

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