Pretty Little Fears

VI

My rapist.

I was conflicted. I didn't know if I should've been happy that I could finally live in peace, or scared that I laid in bed bed next to a murderer every night.

"Does this mean-

"He gone ma, you ain't gotta worry about him no more." Terror spoke seriously.

A tear escaped my eye as I embraced him, he was so warm, and his arms were muscular and strong. I wanted to stay like this for a lifetime.

"Thank you." I said smiling small.

Terror grinned a little, before releasing me and pulling out a second box. This one looked like he had put extra thought into it, since it was neatly wrapped and a card was attached.

I picked up the small note reading it aloud.

'For a very special woman, on a very special day, whom has a very special place in my heart. Happy birthday ma.'

I fanned my eyes to prevent the tears as I opened the second gift.

It was an all gold bracelet, but when I looked closely I noticed something engraved in it.

T ♥ H

(A.N) Imagine that the bracelet is all around gold with the engraving.

I blinked away my tears, as I looked up at Terror who was already watching me. "This is beautiful." I said letting my tears fall.

Terror cupped my face in his large hands, wiping away my tears. "Not as beautiful as you." He said smoothly.

By now my smile had spread like a wildfire as I pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear, putting my head down.

"Nah none of that looking down shit, I love seeing that face." He said picking up my head and looking me in my eyes.

"Let's get ready, we got a lot to do today."

I had just got done fixing my hair when Terror came waltzing in the bathroom. He stopped immediately when he saw me, slightly dropping his jaw.

I had just showered, and my face was bare while my hair was in its natural curly state cascading down my back.

"Damn ma, look at you, do a spin for me mama." He said taking my hand in his and twirling me around. I smiled brightly as he stopped me and pulled out his phone.

"Hold up, I gotta capture the moment."

I playfully rolled my eyes at him before striking a pose.

"YASSSSS BEWW!" Terror said snapping his fingers and pursing his lips with his hand on his hip.

I died laughing at him. "Oh gosh Terror, please stop."

He laughed at me before getting serious again. "You look beautiful, not sure if I'm feeling the length of this jumper though." Terror said frowning his face a little.

I sucked my teeth while waiving him off. "Boy bye ain't nobody checking for me." I said going to the closet.

I may have acted like I was tough, but when Terror said stuff like that, I knew better than to not listen.

"Shit, if I'm looking then I'm sure someone else lil whites gon be on you too, and I ain't for that shit." He said coming behind me.

I rolled my eyes playfully, but best believe I started digging through that closet for something else to wear.

"Okay Terror."

When I had finally gotten dressed I decided to post on Instagram.

I scrolled through my timeline seeing the picture Terror took of me in the bathroom and smiled before double tapping it.

When Terror finally emerged from the closet, he smiled at me before grabbing my hand and leading me down the stairs.

"Where we going?" I asked Terror as we got situated in our seats.

"Warehouse, then the mall, just sit back and be gorgeous ma, you ain't gotta worry about shit today."

I turned to look at his side profile as he began driving before smirking.

'Yes daddy.'

Here's the sixth chapter of Pretty Little Fears. Hope you guys enjoyed it. Don't forget to comment and vote. Your support is what keeps me motivated to write, and smiling all day.

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