Part 34

Part 34

King comes back with a few bags of outfits, shoes, boots, and tennis to match each. He also made sure he bought me under clothes, basketball shorts, and t-shirts. Even with something as small as picking out an outfit was overwhelming for me, so I asked for his assistance. He told me that I may just want to put on a pair of ball shorts, a T, and tennis shoes if we're going to drive. He suggested that we drive because he didn't know how I would feel being on an airplane this soon. I agreed, changed into the ball shorts, and we sat and talked until we got the release papers. When I walked out into the hallway, all of the nurses that helped me through this process was standing there to give me a farewell. I got so many hugs and people telling me how much of an inspiration I am for them. It touched my heart to know that those three years weren't all for nothing.

Walking to the car, King bumped against me, I jumped out of instinct, then turned to jump on him.

"I love you King." Straddled around his waist and neck.

I grabbed his face, pressed my lips against his. Before I noticed, his arms were wrapped around me, bags on the ground, standing still in the middle of the parking lot, and we were kissing so passionately that every feeling I had for him came right back. All the hate I had about myself was gone and the last three years was a distant memory.

I pulled away from him trying to settle myself but he felt like he did something wrong so he apologized, and kept apologizing.

"King, I stopped to give myself a break. We're in the middle of a parking lot."

"Okay,  I just felt like I was maybe rushing you."

"Don't, just don't. More than 90% of the time I was so drugged up I didn't know what was going on, if it was real or not. Only the very last time did I know, but that didn't last long so please, don't treat me like a victim. I'm okay and my sexual nature is still intact. The only thing that I have an issue with is my safety, that's the only thing I fear because that's all I remember."

"Really?"

"Yes, I remember the feeling that I was going to die, crying out for you and you weren't there. I felt dirty but like I said, I don't remember much and I'd like to keep it that way."

King said nothing else but his smile gave me a lot insight on where his mind is,  possibly the same place as mine. He opens my car door, closing it behind me, and put the things he bought me in the back seat. Laying my head back, my door opens again causing me to jump and scream.

"I'm so sorry, should knock on the window first before I open the door?"

"Yes, please."

He shut my door almost immediately without saying another word. When he got in the car he looked confused.

"Queen I need you to understand it's going to take me some time to learn what makes you tick. So please be patient with me."

"I should be the one asking for your patience, not the other way around. I'm going to be in edge, but there's nothing you can do about that, but be there. I don't want you treating me any different then you would if this didn't take place."

"You being on edge is putting me on edge because I know you're a strong minded person with a strong will."

"I don't know about all that, but is there something you wanted?"

"Yes but I'd rather wait, now isn't the time."

I laughed, "is there ever a good time?"

"No, but there are perfect moments and I'd rather wait for that perfect moment." King climbs over the arm rest to kiss my cheek. "I love you more my Queen."

King starts the car but before he drove off he gave me a gift and told me to open it. With a smile so big I kept asking if it was really for me. I haven't received a gift in about five years. I was so excited I started to cry because he took out the time to get me something and wrapped it. Tearing into the box there was a odor coming from it like death. With my smile gone and face turned up I asked him what was in the box.

"It's something I should've given you when you were first saved. Just open it."

I was ripping off the paper slowly, looked at King as he sat there with a smile on his face. When I lifted the lid to the box, there was a big bloody clear plastic bag.

"King, what the fuck is this?"

"The hands of every person that purchased you, everyone that hurt you, and the heart of El Diablo, Abuelo. You'll forever be safe, none of them can ever hurt you again."

Sitting there stunned, in shock, I had to rest my head because my chest started to tighten all over again. Counting in my head, remembering the picture from the puzzle of King when we were young and innocent.

"Why King?"

"I've been collecting them for so long because they should've known a beautiful woman like you were loved and they shouldn't have partaken in the sell of such a wonderful woman. They got what they deserved. Don't worry, I'll get rid of it in our travels."