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“I’ll always love you, Kitten.”
Sophie opened her eyes and stared at the specks of light that played on the ceiling, the reflections of a clear moonlit night. She exhaled deeply and wiped the stream of moisture that had tunneled down her cheeks. She had not had that dream in months.
That night they took Adam. Ten years ago.
It had been mid-summer in the Shenandoah Valley when she had decided to ride her bike down one of the forbidden trails and she nearly ran down a hiker—Adam. Her bike had skidded to avoid him and she went hurtling into the air. What followed were scraped knees, a trek back to his cabin and three weeks of an idyllic love affair.
Her mother was on vacation with her latest lover; no one would miss her.
That night they took him began like any other night: Adam cooked and they would linger over dinner over a glass of wine. He would then lead her to the couch and start kissing her, undressing her and finally making love to her. He was gentle, he was feral, he was everything to her. All was hazy, it always was and Sophie blamed the wine for the trancelike way Adam had taken her. His touch scorched her skin with need, she craved him endlessly, and she watched the amulet he wore swing hypnotically as he moved inside her, filling her insides with satiety and then longing as he spoke to her and repeated his words of love like a mantra.
The door to the cabin burst open, interrupting their interlude brazenly. Men in black combat gear poured into the living room. When they dragged Adam forcefully away from her, she started screaming.
“Don’t hurt him, don’t hurt him!”
Someone put a blanket around her, covering her naked body from the sudden loss of warmth that was Adam.
It was her mom. Her mother’s eyes were burning from unshed tears and anguish.
“Mom, tell them not to hurt him. Please, Mom,” Sophie begged.
She tried to go after Adam who had been allowed to put on some jeans before they led him away. Her mom and another person, a female police officer, held her back.
“Don’t Sophie, I’m so sorry baby…”
“No…no…no…you don’t understand!” Sophie yelled as she wrenched herself free and tore after her lover.
Her attempt was foiled as she was intercepted by two more police officers. Adam was about to be put inside a police cruiser.
“Adam!” She shrieked, her voice raw with agony.
“Let me talk to her,” Adam said hoarsely. “Damn it, let me talk to her.”
“Oh no you don’t you sonofabitch,” the cop replied tersely.
“Kitten, I love you,” Adam declared as he struggled against the officer. “I’ll always love you, Kitten.”
An angry scream sounded from behind Sophie as her mother flew past her and stopped in front of Adam. A slap cracked loudly amidst the turmoil of the night.
“She’s sixteen, you sick bastard!” Her mother screamed furiously. She slapped him again. “ You took her innocence you asshole! How could you? How could you?”
Adam’s shoulders slumped in defeat as he looked at Sophie one last time and went into the police cruiser without further resistance. As the car drove away, Sophie crumpled to the ground, crying ceaselessly as she tried to crawl after him. Her mother, crying freely now, went down on her knees and tried to console her.
“Don’t touch me!” she hissed and shouted angrily “I love him Mom. You all took him away from me. You took him away and for that I hate you. Hate you!”
“Baby he’s a monster,” her mom attempted to explain.
“He’s not …”
Sophie continued to sob. Her love for Adam was etched in her heart, she knew it. He was her one true love and they took him away. He was gone forever.