Revealed by You(67)

I tried pushing out of his grip but his hold only tightened. “Brett—”

“What they did to me has not set me back. Yes, I may have more nightmares but because of you, I will get through them.” He cupped my face and placed a soft kiss on my lips. “I’ll get through this. We will get through this.”

“They need to get punished—”

“Evvie, stop. The police can deal with it. I will not have you thinking these dark thoughts.”

“I want to hurt them for what they did to you,” I cried.

“I know. So do I, but you taught me to ask for help when I need it. You,” he kissed my nose. “made me realize that I can’t do everything by myself.”

“Did they…” I swallowed past the bile that had unexpectedly risen in my throat. I couldn’t ask. I didn’t know if I even wanted to find out what exactly they had done to him.

His mouth was grim as he waited for me to ask my question. “What, lover?”

I took a breath. “Did they r-rape you?”

Brett’s jaw ticked. “No.”

A breath of relief left my lips, a weight that had rested on my shoulders since finding him restrained a couple of hours before, leaving me. “Oh thank God.”

“I think they just wanted to fuck with my head,” he said, moving to sit on the edge of the bed and pulling me in his arms.

I brushed the dark strands of hair off his forehead and grazed my fingers over his face. Memorizing him. Pushing the strength from my being into him.

His blue eyes were clear, no longer cloudy from the drugs that had been used on him.

“They touched you though,” I stated.

He nodded.

We sat there for what felt like an eternity, holding each other.

A light knock sounded on the door when a uniformed police officer entered the small hospital room.

“Sorry to interrupt, but Brett, I’m Officer Charles. I need to ask you some questions.” The older cop pulled out a notepad, his eyes warm as they looked between us.

Brett sighed and nodded.

The cop threw question after question at him but Brett answered open and honestly.

I had also found out that when Brett got to his apartment, it didn’t take long for him to get knocked out and dragged to his bed. He said that the rest of the time was foggy but at one point he woke up, naked, bound and restrained with his mother on top of him. He said as far as he knew, it didn’t go further but he couldn’t be sure.

Hearing those words made me sick to my stomach. What kind of mother would do that to their child? And how could God let that happen?

Not his fault.

My breath caught as those words sounded in my head. I wasn’t sure who they were referring to, but my body felt lighter all of a sudden.

“My mom’s a psycho bitch. I don’t know why she wanted to come after me,” Brett mumbled.

My thoughts interrupted, I cupped the back of Brett’s neck, running my fingers through his hair.

“When was the last time you saw her before all of this?” the cop asked, scribbling notes on his pad of paper.

“Over ten years.”

“What do you think she wants?”

Brett huffed. “Me.”

I cringed at the answer.

The cop raised an eyebrow but didn’t respond, his eyes going cold. “Thank you. If I need anything else, I will let you know.”

“Thank you, officer,” I said softly.

Officer Charles reached the doorway and turned back to us. “And Brett, I will do everything in my power to put these people away for you. They won’t hurt you again.” And with that he left.

A sigh escaped my lips.

“Evvie.” Brett cupped my rear and pulled me flush against him. The movement, although usually sexual, wasn’t this time.

I brushed my fingers through his hair, over his face, across his lips, giving him the strength that I knew he needed. I didn’t feel very strong at the moment but I tried. I would try anything that I could to make him strong again.

“Do you hurt?” I asked softly.

His lips tugged at the corners. “Nothing that can’t be taken care of later.”

A small smile splayed on my lips at the innuendo in his words. “I can’t help but wanting to destroy them,” I whispered.

“No,” he said, his voice firm. “Take out your rage on me, Evvie.”

I frowned. “Why the hell would I do that?”

His grip on my waist tightened. “Because they will hurt you. It will be over my fucking dead body before I let anything happen to you. Use me. Hurt me, Evvie but don’t you dare try and avenge me.”

“You would do it if the situation was reversed, Brett,” I cried.

His eyes darkened. “Damn right.”

“You and your double standards,” I growled.