When we c o l l i d e (Seb)

[anabelledupree]

A lot had changed in the last year. To much really to sit down and detail it all but Ana had found she'd never been happier, no longer bound to a man she despised, who beat her and made her feel as low as the dirt on the floor. No longer did she have to bend to the wishes and pressures of her parents and the family name. No, finally after a life bound to be someone and something she hated, she was living the life she'd only ever dreamed of, with a man that not only saved her and mended her from that nightmare, but a man she loved and adored.

With Seb, everyday together was like the first time they'd met, kissed, shared a deep emotional intimacy as well as a physical one. He was everything to her, her soul mate, true love...whatever. Sure being who she was all that kind of stuff meant nothing to her once upon a time, but now, now she couldn't imagine another way. It was as though even after a year together, being married, she still couldn't learn enough of him, or....well...get enough of him. There was no denying their sex life was one she doubted many would be able to uphold, there were no words.

Fighting back a smile, Anabelle rounded the street corner to head up the alleyway towards the home they shared. It was a quaint apartment, perfect really it had been Sebs before she'd moved in but it was one they now shared and called home. Anabelle though was rushing and didn't pay attention to the sun setting, all she knew was Seb would be due back from the hospital soon and she wanted to have something ready to eat for him, before she gave him the good news. Brushing her hair back she neared the end of the alley, though in the blink of an eye it was blocked by a hulking figure of a man.

Anabelle's steps faltered, her eyes flickering to his hand where she saw his wand, no sooner had she looked at it then it was raised, and aimed right at her. Swallowing the lump in her throat she made to turn only to find herself pinned against the wall by another man who aimed the tip of his wand directly at her throat. Anabelle dropped her bag, effectively ending any chance to grab her own wand and she could only watch as he kicked it away, "Who are you?" she asked, cursing the slight tremble in her throat. The two men chuckled for a moment, sending a shiver of fear to her stomach, her heart beating erratically in her chest as her hands hovered over her stomach protectively.

"Now now beautiful don't you worry that pretty little head of yours...they're friends...helping me out..." Anabelle felt her eyes widen and the panic inside flare to an undescribable level as her ex husband stepped out from the shadows, that sickening smirk still plastered onto his face. "See you ran away from me love, married beneath ya...you've had your fun I've left you be this long but time to come home now..." Anabelle shook her head, "I am home Trent this is where I..." before she could finish his hand collided with the side of her face sending her crashing to the floor.

In an instant that painful year of being his wife flashed to the forefront of her mind and she felt terrified. Shuffling back against the wall, she ignored the stinging in her lip and the throbbing in her cheek, "Looks like you've forgotten who you really belonged to...I paid for you sweet cheeks your mine...or do you need reminding?" as he said this, Trent began unbuckling his belt causing Anabelle's eyes to widen as she pressed her back against the wall, though before he could reach for her the sound of someone apparating into the alley drew their attention and they all looked to see...

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