MONROE
Monroe sat frozen in her car, not breathing, her hands starting to
shake. Shit. She was about to have a panic attack.
So many things were running through her head as she stared at him. Did
he know Jared? Had Jared sent this man to hurt her? Put her in her place
and tie her up until Jared got to town and forced her to leave with him?
Black started to cover the corner of her vision and her eyes burned with
tears. Everything was getting to be too much.
“Breathe,” the man said.
His voice was surprisingly calm and tender. Why would he be telling
her to breathe? Wouldn’t he want her to pass out so he could break into her
car and kidnap her? Her eyes went even wider at that thought. Shit. She
needed to breathe so she didn’t pass out. She didn’t want to be taken.
“Breathe,” the man said again, but this time it was more of a command.
Her hand flew to her neck and she winced as it connected with a bruise.
Monroe’s eyes stayed on his as she started to claw at her neck. She needed
to breathe but couldn’t. It was like her brain couldn’t comprehend enough
to send a signal for her lungs to breathe.
The man by her window bent down and while it eased some of her
worry, at the same time, it sent her into an even worse panic. Was he going
to pick her lock and break in?
“Can you focus on my words?” he asked softly as if he was speaking to
a child.
Monroe stared into his eyes and took a little gasp of breath, her hand
tightening around her neck. Wincing, tears sprung to her eyes as the pain
radiated through her neck. She needed to stop doing that, but she couldn’t.
She didn’t think she could take her hand off her neck.
“Just listen to my voice and try to calm down. Everything’s okay.
You’re okay. Take a deep breath in. Hold it for a second. Let it out now,” he
spoke as he walked her through breathing.
Monroe took a deep breath in again but started to cough, which resulted
in her breathing picking up again. If she couldn’t breathe in deep, how was
she going to breathe at all?
“No, no. Don’t panic. You’re okay,” the man said. “Look at me.”
She couldn’t bring herself to look at him again, instead looking at her
other hand that was laying on her lap, shaking.
Waves in her vision started to appear and her head lolled to the side for
a second.
“Look back at me,” the man commanded. “That’s it. Good girl. You’re
doing great. Now, I want you to take a small breath in. Not too big.”
She tried to take a small breath in, but her lungs seized and she shook
her head.
“No, look back at me. Focus on my voice. Small breath in. Hold it. Now
let it out. Good girl, you’re doing so good.”
Monroe’s eyes closed as she focused on his voice. It was slowly starting
to calm her down.
“Can you unlock the door?” he asked.
Her eyes went wide as she pushed her body further away from the
window. She flinched as one of her bruises pushed up against the center
console. Pain radiated through her whole body as she moved too fast.
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