Saved By the Man by Vanessa Lynn Gilbert (rm book recommendations txt) 📕

moment in my head for years and now that it's coming true it's not what I pictured...its better. Erik pulled his face away from mine and I smiled and opened my eyes to see Erik's eyes still right in front of mine. Erik’s hands wrapped around my waist and he pulled me close to his body and then started kissing me again. This can't be happening I've got to be dreaming Erik didn't like me and was in love with Ella. Shut up, I told myself, this is great. I relaxed against his soft touch and started to kiss back. The kiss got hotter and deeper but was ruined thanks to the sound of glass breaking. Wait glass breaking that not usual. We quickly opened the door and saw that the house was completely destroyed and on the counter was a folded up piece of paper. Erik walked past me to the paper while I walked around the room mourning the damages. The white couches where now spotted with dirt and ripped to shreds, the T.V that once was hanging perfectly on the wall was now face down on the floor, and the coffee table in front of once perfect couches was chopped to pieces. I looked over at the kitchen and saw that it wasn't any better of a picture. The cabinet doors were opened and some were missing, glasses were on the floor shattered into millions of pieces, and the dining table and chairs were destroyed also. I looked at Erik whose eyebrows were creased downward and his ocean blue eyes were focused on the paper. "What does it say," I asked. Erik's blue eyes rolled upward to look at me as he said, "It says that this is just a warning of what will happen to you two love birds if you keep looking for who kidnapped Erik's sister." My eyes grew wide and anger filled my every being. “Who has the fucking nerve to tell us what to do and to threaten us,” I yelled out angrily. “I don’t know but we need to find out who and quick,” Erik said. I looked at him both of us thinking the same thing…Carter.


Chapter 6:
My eyes fluttered open and were blinded by the sun that is beating on my face. Last nights events raised through my head. Having dinner with Erik, comming home and kissing, then getting a threatening message that was not only on paper but throughout the house. It was officiall I was not meant to be happy. I remember walking through the house and seeing everything either boken, slashed carelessly on the ground, or where just out of there place. Of course though nothing was just out of its place. I fully sat up and starred around at my horrofying room. My dresser at the end of my bed had its drawers pulled out and dumped everywhere and everything was mixed. My tv was face down on the floor and the wires in the back had been cut. They even missed up my wall, they tore my posters and pictures down, tore them apart, then spray painted whore, bitch, slut, and pussy on my walls. Of course I didn't want to sleep in my room but where else could I sleep. My moms room was accupied by Erik and the only bed left was the guest room and that room was worser than my room. I got off the bed and went into my bathroom. The bathroom was horrible they spray painted slut and a very porn a graphic picture of a dick on my bathroom walls. I sighed and kept my eyes away from the image. I looked in the mirror and sighed at my reflection. My lower back length was up in a pony tail and its every where, my silver blue eyes looked tired and angry, and my pale skin is paler than ever before. I let my hair down and ran a brush through it trying to get a few of the tangles out. After my hair was free of tanlges I pulled out my makeup bag and started applying makeup. I put black eyeliner on, black mascara, and then i carefully did a mixture of colors that in the end looked great. I walked out of the bathroom fully staisfied with my image and walked down staires. As I stepped on the first step on the living room floor I could feel a smile plant itself on my face. Last night the living room was horrible it had couchines thrown carelessly on the ground, the tv on the ground, and of course stay painted words on the walls. Imprint

Publication Date: 01-23-2011

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Dedication:
This book is dedicated to my family, my friends, and anyone else I know.