Trigger warning ⚠️ : there will be abuse in this chapter. Skip to after the dream is over if this is triggering to you.

Luke's Pov~~~~

*in dream*

This must be a memory......FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK. My eyes bolted around the room, picking up on even on the tiniest details of my old room. A light ragged blanket laid on my bed, my pillow in shambles on the floor. I looked up to see the tiny window, also known as my only light source . Leafs sometimes blew in through the hole in the window. I couldn't help but smile as I remembered the happiness I felt every time a small leaf had blown in, it felt as if the earth was telling me to be positive. They reminded me of how amazing the outside world was, and how I couldn't give up everything just because of Alexander. My thoughts were then rudely interrupted by my room door opening, his tall dark figure entering the room. He didn't have to tell me who he was, I knew by just the sound of his foot steps on the cold concert of my room. The sound I knew by heart and hated.

"Good morning my Dear.... Why do you look so sad Sarah?"

Alexander asked as he approached me, grabbing the bottom of my jaw and forcing me to look up.

"Oh I'm not sad , I'm very much happy. Don't worry Alpha Alexander."

I said instinctively. I don't know why but he would always call me Sarah, I never knew who Sarah was but I guarantee that I must look like her. Sometimes he would pretend I was her, but if I was sad or did anything that Sarah wouldn't do I would get beat. It was a tough game but I eventually learned how to play it after a while.

"Why aren't you calling me Babe?"

Alexander asked, his voice darkening, oh no...shit i forgot about that. I could practically hear him snap as I looked at him, a terrified expression plastered on my face. I knew what was gonna happen next and I was not excited. He then grabbed my neck, slamming me against the wall as he began choking me.

"I KNEW YOU ARE STILL NOT OVER IT ARENT YOU?!"

He screamed as his grip tightened more by the second, I scratched at his hands, trying to claw them off of me.

"ANSWER ME YOU BITCH."

I looked at him, my eyes pleading for him to let my neck go, I could feel my conscious slowly slipping. Finally he signed and let me go, I fell to the floor, my legs giving out the second my feet touched.

"I'm over it, I promise. It wasn't your fault."

I stumbled out, I didn't know what we were referring to but it got him to stop strangling me so it worked. Who was Sarah? Who was she? His wife? A lover? A daughter? A sister? The possibilities are endless.

"Thank you dearest, I needed to hear you say that."

Alexander said as he wrapped his arms around me, pushing my head into his chest. I wrapped my arms around him, knowing that if I didn't I would be choked again.

"Why didn't you respond?! Am I not good enough for your response?!"

He said as he maneuvered me into a choke hold, an arm wrapped around my neck while the other squeezed it. NO. LET ME GO. I soon felt myself lose conscious, my vision slowly fading to the welcoming dark abyss.

~~~~~~~~Back to reality/after surgery~~~~

I then unexpectedly felt my eyes flutter open, the look of what seemed to be a hospital ceiling in my vision. What about Alexander? It took me a minute to remember about the surgery and about Damian. So it was just a dream?

I looked across the room to see Damian sleeping peacefully in a chair in the corner. He must've fallen asleep waiting for me to wake up. Shallow breaths escaped his lips as his black hair fell into his face. I couldn't help but stare at his sleeping face, even then he looked graceful, his head resting on his hand, that hand is definitely numb.

"Damian?"

I unintentionally whispered due to my throat being surprisingly dry. I looked beside me, an extra pillow that my arm had been propped up on while I was unconscious. A mischievous idea came to me, would he be mad? Nah. I quickly grabbed the pillow and threw it at Damian, doing it quick enough for me not to overthink it. Somehow the pillow hit him square in the face, Damian jolted awake, startled by the sudden hit. It took him a second to realize that it was me who had thrown the pillow, I burst out laughing at his disoriented face. It was nice seeing him anything but looking guilty or worried, I couldn't help but feel bad for making him worry so much. Damian quickly got up once he comprehended that I was awake, he sat on my bedside as his eyes traced all over me.

"How do you feel? Are you ok? Actually how about I just get the doctor in-"

Damian rambled as he tried getting up to go fetch the doctor, I quickly grabbed his shirt, he instantly went quiet.

"I'm feeling fine."

I said as I forced a smile, memories of my time with Alexander flooded my brain. I didn't want to trouble Damian anymore. Damian sighed, his face slowly relaxing as he calmed down.

"I'm glad, I'm still gonna go get the doctor though "

Damian said, a relieved smile on his face as he spoke. He then poked his head out the door and gestured for the doctor to come over. The doctor came and then viewed my charts, typed some stuff into his computer before turning to me.

"The surgery went without any complications but more importantly how are you feeling Luke?"

Dr Turner asked as he turned back to his computer and continued typing.

"Other then feeling a little sleepy I'm feel fine."

I replied, still too scared to even attempt to move my hand at all.

"Then you can rest here for a few days before departing to your home where I presume you will spend the rest of your recovery.

"Ok.....Damian can you at least stay with me until I leave?"

Damian's emotionless face fell, he stared at me with a guilty looking expression as he crossed his arms.

"No, I can't, Im gonna be fighting my father tomorrow. Doctor is there any chance we can have him leave for his house tonight?"

The doctor thought about it for a moment before responding as I sat there in shock, hold up, I'm gonna be sent home in less then 24 hours? That's barely anytime to pack or to even say good bye.

"Luke can be sent home as long as someone goes with him as his temporary caretaker."

"Maybe my Mother or Olivia can go with Luke."

Hell no, hes not seriously considering leaving me with that bitch? Knowing her she would probably drop by to say goodbye to Alexander on our way out. Alexander then pulled out his phone and made a call. I could hear him arguing with them, It was his Mom, she was unavailable........, so the only other option is......Olivia. Well shit.