Things You Don't Understand | Closed.

"Abby, stop. Look at me." He grabbed her face and forced her to look into his eyes. "It's me, baby."

"No," she whimpered. "Go away. She wants me to hurt you."

"I know," Brian said. "I went back to the house and she tried to hurt me. Look, I trust you, baby. And I know you won't let her get to you."

"I can't control myself Brian," she whimpered. "If I wasn't tied up you'd be dead right now."

Brian sighed. "Okay," he murmured. "I won't let you out of the ties, but I need you to calm down, okay? Take deep breaths. Remember what the doctor said when you were in labor and you thought you were going to die?" he joked lightly, letting out a soft chuckle at the memory. "Just take deep breaths."

Abby started taking deep breaths as she gripped onto her restraints tightly and tears fell down her face. "I feel like a monster," she whimpered.

"You're not," Brian said, kissing her forehead. "You're anything but a monster."

"Brian everything inside me is telling me to rip your throat out with my bare hands," she cried. "That makes me a monster."

Brian kissed her lips softly, cupping her cheeks in his hands.

"Brian why is this happening to us?"

"Bad shit happens," Brian sighed. "I don't know why us. But I know we'll get through this together."

"I hope you're right baby."

"Me too," Brian said. "Ms. Warren said she'd be here in two days."

"I hope I last that long."

"You will," Brian said. He looked at her, biting his lip as he ran his hands down her body, hoping to take her mind off things.

"If you want to touch me like that then I want to be naked," Abby spoke softly.

Brian nodded his head. He looked at her with the most trusting look in his eyes, reaching up and untying her from the bed.

Abby quickly pulled off all her clothes and pressed her lips to Brian's. "Tie me up again," she murmured against his lips.

"No," Brian said. "I want to make love to you."

"Brian tie me up now or I'll get dressed again," Abby hissed.