Broken Hearted (11 page)

Faith shook her head no. “He always talked dirty to
me and wanted me to do the same. I couldn’t do anything like that
to him. He was gross. I got punished extremely for not obeying
him.”

Trey felt so sorry for her—she looked like a lost
little girl. He took her in his arms, putting her head on his
shoulder, kissing her forehead. “It’s okay, Faith, tell me what he
did to you.”

She started to cry. “Look at these marks between my
thighs. He punished all of us girls by taking his knife and
sticking the point into our thigh. Sometimes two or three times,
depending on how bad he thought we’d been.”

“
I want to be the one to put the
bullet into him for what he’s done to you, Faith. Please remember
you were young and did nothing wrong. You could never do anything
to deserve what he did to you.”

Trey cradled Faith while her cries subsided.

“
I have to know what happened,
Trey, to make Dawn crazy.”

“
Do you remember the day you found
me in that hotel room with another woman?”

“
Yes, and what does that have to do
with Dawn?”

He gently told her, “That was Dawn. What you didn’t
do was take the time to find out was she had a gun to my stomach. I
left you all kinds of clues that day, Faith, without telling you I
needed you. When you came to the hotel room, I thought, ‘Oh great,
she’ll throw a fit then I can grab the gun and maybe take Dawn
alive’. However, you took off without saying a word. You running
out of the room didn’t help the situation at all. Eli had no choice
but to shoot her because she moved the gun to my head. After he
shot her, I went to the window looking for you, I found you sitting
in the car with your head on the steering wheel. I could tell you
were crying. You drove away without a glance back.”

Faith gently started to cry saying, “I let you down,
and you could’ve been killed. Maybe if I’d handled that situation
better, Dawn might be alive today.”

Trey held her in his arms as she cried for the loss
of her best friend. He whispered, “If we hadn’t killed her, sooner
or later her father would’ve had her murdered. He was coming to
Indianapolis to see her believing it was you. I hate the whole
situation Faith. Her three-year-old little boy is doing great
though with his father. They moved back to his home state of
Alabama. He never knew her secret life. They were at a Reds game
the day Dawn died. We moved her from the hotel room to her house.
We wiped her house clean of any fingerprints.”

Faith questioned, “Was my new partner, Jason, in on
the charade?”

Trey told her, “No, not at first. We did have to
tell him once the fingerprints came back to be Dawn’s. I still need
to talk about when those men captured and tortured you darling.
Please know I love you. I hated knowing those men were hurting you.
I couldn’t help you because they wanted something you knew nothing
about.” He saw the wild look in her eyes. Thinking she’s never
going to forgive him. He took her hand, saying, “Faith, the day
they took you, I received a phone call telling me what they would
do to you if I didn’t give them the information your father worked
years to get on Mr. Moore. I didn’t have it and neither did Eli. We
told them we didn’t have the information, but after two days, they
finally believed us. That’s when your torture started because they
thought he gave it to you.”

“
Why would he give it to a
twelve-year-old little girl? He murdered my parents and didn’t even
get what he needed. I don’t have anything. Did my mom know what dad
was doing?”

“
No, he never let anyone find out.
We had a leak in our department at that time. I wasn’t around then
remember I was young too. I only know what was in the files Eli
gave me. When we get back to my house, we’ll go over everything
together. I’m sure your mother wouldn’t have agreed for them to be
your guardian if she had suspected anything. Please remember your
grandmother and grandfather were too old to take care of you. I’m
sure she thought she was doing what was best for you.”

Faith got up, starting to pace the floor. She said,
“Let me get this straight, you knew what they were doing to me and
did nothing to help me.” Trey nodded but said nothing. He could
tell saying anything would make her explode. She glared at him,
saying, “If you were in trouble, I’d figure out a way to get to
you. I would’ve helped you.” She was yelling now. “You let them
hurt me! Why, Trey! Why would you sell me out?”

Trey grabbed Faith, turning her to him. “I knew you
were strong. I also knew they wouldn’t kill you because they still
needed you. Faith, you would’ve done the same thing. We traced all
of them down except one. We caught them. They’re in jail and will
be for a long time. I believe Mr. Moore was the only one that got
away. Please say you understand.”

She shook her head saying, “I need to get some
sleep. I’m exhausted. We’ll sort all of this out in the morning.
Trey, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to trust you again. That
breaks my heart because I’ll always love you.” Then Faith pulled
the cover down to crawl into bed. Trey climbed in bed, slid up next
to her, putting his arm around her. She didn’t resist his touch,
though he realized it might not be welcome. They both hoped sleep
came soon. They would try to sort all this out in the morning.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Cash

I’m going to find every piece of her heart and put
the puzzle back together!

Cash couldn’t believe how this night had went. Faith
waltzed straight back into his life after all these years. He’d
missed her terribly throughout the years. Taking her picture out of
his wallet to see her face smiling back at him, also the four-leaf
clover she gave him. He smiled, it’s odd now how luck was all he
has left of his life with Faith. There was something so different
about her last night. She had the strength to break his heart this
time. She knew what she wanted now in life. Cash knew now she was
the one who would not take no for an answer. She had Trey eating
out of her hand. The old Faith would’ve let Cash devour her body,
however he chose to.

The Faith he saw last night swept him off his feet.
He was so amazed she left him on the floor of the restroom. He
realized now he would’ve done anything she wanted him to do. He’d
never been turned on by pain before, but when she slapped him in
the face, his whole body became alive. The sting sent fire all
through his body. He felt deprived of her touch, desiring her as if
they were teenagers again. She had moved on with her life. However,
Cash felt like he was still stuck at a point in time when she
wanted to give only him pleasure. Their time together was fun, so
exciting, no strings attached. She danced with other men while he
played in the band. He watched as men tried to pick her up. It
drove him crazy, but he knew she would always be there waiting for
him when the bar closed.

It was as if they got each other through the bad
times without having to talk about them. Cash knew he fell in love
with Faith. He left without even saying goodbye to her. Looking
back in time, he realized he broke her heart. His band became
successful. Roni's dad owned the bar they perform in now. It’s the
most money Cash had ever made so he’s definitely not going to
question why Roni had too many contacts. Nor would he question why
the bartender, Joey Daniels, supplied Roni with her drugs. Cash
decided a long time ago to keep away from them when he was on his
own time. He stayed away from drugs. He knew he may be a jerk, but
he’s not a druggie.

Cash couldn’t stand knowing Faith loves someone
else. He sat strumming on his guitar and thought, “I refused to
tell her I loved her. I missed so many occasions to make her mine.
Looking back in time, I remember her touch, her lips, and her
beautiful smile. Somehow, I have to succeed in winning her heart
back. I’m going to find every piece of her heart and put the puzzle
to her heart back together.

First, I have to find out where she lives. Making
her mine again won’t be easy. He heard Roni and Joey talking last
night after the bar closed.” They didn’t know Cash could hear
them.

Roni said, “Big Daddy is going to kill us for
letting Faith get away.”

Joey says, “If that damn Trey hadn’t stopped us she
would be long gone right now.”

He leaned in closer hearing Roni say, “We may have
to get rid of Trey so we can take Faith. Remember what Daddy said
to bring her to me safe and sound. He said he wanted to punish her
himself.” Cash wondered what Faith had done to Daddy. He’s a
tyrant. Roni was terrified of him. Cash would keep Trey and Faith
safe. Roni laughed, saying, “Eve is amazing, I’d love to keep her
around. I’m sure she would make a perfect pet for me.” Joey scowled
at Roni.

“
You’re not going to do that again.
You were despicable to your last pet as you call them.”

Roni said, “I never do anything they don’t desire
with all their hearts you should know that Joey.”

He said, “What does that mean?”

Roni said, “Your Mr. Moore’s pet! You do everything
he says and he might as well have a collar and leash on you.” It’s
obvious he wanted to slap her but knew better.

Joey glared at her saying, “So what’s our plan now?
We have to capture Faith.”

Roni laughingly said, “Let me handle this one. Eve
gave me her phone number. I’m going to invite her to come back to
the bar tomorrow night. I’ll find out where Faith and Trey are
hiding. She’ll tell me when I’m through with her. She’ll tell me
anything I want to know while I’m making her mine.”

Joey replied, “You’re sick, but if it works, I don’t
care what you do.”

Cash needed to figure out how to warn Eve to be
careful without raising Roni and Joey’s suspicions. Who knew, maybe
Faith and Trey would come back to listen to our band again. He
wished he knew what was really going on. He had to talk to Faith
again. He needed to tell her he still loved her and want her with
all his heart.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Faith

Come to me again. I’ll capture your heart again.

Faith woke up early in the darkness of the morning.
She turned the light on beside their bed. Trey slept peacefully as
she gently moved the hair that was covering his eyes. He made no
move as she traced his strong jaw line with her fingers. She
couldn’t help but continue down to trace the tattoo that covered
his right shoulder blade and forearm. It’s not just any tattoo. He
had a cross on his shoulder that had peacock feathers winding
around it and going down his forearm. The tattoo surprised Faith
because she had a beautiful tattoo with peacock feathers on her
back. Neither of the two had tattoos when they were together. She
didn’t understand why he felt the need to put the feathers in his
tattoo. So that would have to be the first thing she asked him when
he wakes. Faith leaned down to softly kiss the outline of his
tattoo. She heard a low moan coming from his throat as she touched
his skin with her lips. Watching him sleep, she knew that given the
situation, she would had done exactly the same thing. They agreed
early on, as partners, there would come a time when they’d have to
decide, the job or each other. They both decided to keep each other
safe but still do their jobs. He was a professional and she saw he
was right, she did survive. She understood now they needed her so
they might hurt her, but they wouldn’t kill her.

She quietly murmured, “Trey knew I was a bargaining
chip for both sides. He knew we still needed to catch Mr. Moore and
we’re not going to catch him hiding out. I’m not going to let him
get away this time. Trey’s not going to like what I’ve got planned,
but we’re going back to that bar. I’m letting them take me to Mr.
Moore. I have to trust my partners, all of them, whatever the
outcome. We need a game plan and Eli and Ty will take care of the
plans. Trey and I will be the puppets for the evening.”

Faith lay beside Trey, putting her arm around him.
She wanted to savor the moment they had together. Falling asleep
next to him felt natural. She knew that somehow they needed to
bridge the gap between them. Sleepily she thought to herself, “We
love each other too much not to find that happiness again.” Faith
awoke to find Trey staring at her. Lying on his side with his face
propped up on his hand. She knew that smile and the firmness of his
body lets her know he needed her. She turned her body into his
saying, “Your name is forever written in the scars on my heart.
Let’s start erasing the scars leaving only your name and mine.” She
kissed him tenderly on the lips. Then she separated his lips
exploring his mouth with her tongue. He slowly removed her
nightshirt. Faith ran her fingers threw his beautiful hair, pulling
him down harder into her kisses. He explored her body like it was
their first time being together. He lovingly trailed his tongue
along her neck to her chest. She laughed and squirmed around but
couldn’t get away from that fantastic tongue.

The anticipation of knowing where he was going was
driving her crazy. Faith couldn’t stop the moans and sobs from
escaping her throat. Every nerve ending in her body was working
overtime. His lips finally touched her silky soft breast and she
couldn’t help but call out his name over and over. The fire
ignited; waves and waves of hot passionate fire exploded inside
them. Faith came back to reality, totally soaked in sweat and weak
from her journey to sexual heaven. He was watching her now, moving
her hair from her face. She grabbed his hair, pulling him to her
kissing him hard and firmly on the mouth.

She whispered softly. “I want all of you, Trey,
right now.”

Trey kissed her again, saying, “Love is not what
we’ve done yesterday. Love is not the hurt from the past. Love is
today. Love is patient enough to wait for the future to heal
us.”