The Fire Within the Passion by Kayla Trautman (best big ereader TXT) 📖

Kattie took the
blind-fold off and sat up. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have put the blind-fold on you..." Jack was panicing but
Kattie cut him off, "It's okay. My dress just got a little dirty that's all. I'm fine. I'm not hurt. No need to panic. Just help me
up please?" Jack stood up and reached for her hand. She grabbed his hands and he pilled up. When he did her ankle
hurt. She almost fell again but this time he caught her. Jack held her up as she was leaning on him, "What's wrong? Does
your ankle hurt? Does your foot hurt?" Kattie laughed. Jack demanded, "What's so funny? I don't think this is funny!"
Kattie replied, "You act like you've never seen a lady hurt. And yes my ankle hurts. I think I sprained it. Your going to have
to let me lean on you on the way to where ever it is you are taking me." Jack put one arm around her back and one around
her knees and picked her up, "We'll have to go another day. I have to get you to the doctor so the doctor can make sure
you're alright and take care of your ankle." Jack headed back to the carrige. Kattie said, "Stop. We can still go there
unless you had physical activities." Jack stopped and looked at her. He couldn't understand why she wouldn't want to go
to the doctor to get her ankle tooken care of. Jack asked, "How come you don't want to go see the doctor? Your ankle is
hurt and it's my fault." Kattie's voice grew more stern when she answered, "Cause it's something little. I've handled with
this type of injury for... the last five months when I was with him. And besides, it wasn't your fault. Everybody has
accident's." Jack's face grew dark, "Well, wheather you think it's something serious or not I'm taking you to the doctor.
No arguing about it." Kattie asked, "What's the matter? Why are you getting so mad? Did I say something wrong?" Jack
kept on walking, "It's nothing you did or say. First of all, I made you hurt your ankle. Secondly, when I think of what that
man did to you. It just drives me crazy. I can't stand hearing about how a guy can beat a woman, how a guy can beat you."
Kattie leaned up kissed him on the cheek and then rested her head on his shoulder.
When the carrige arrived at the doctor's office Jack got out and picked her up to carry her. He gave the door a few
knocks with his one foot. The door opened and a guy was looking out at them. "Doctor Davis. My lady fell and hurt her
ankle, can you help her?" Jack asked. Doctor Davis moved aside and let him in shutting the door behind them, "Put her
on the table right there". Jack did so. Kattie said, "Doctor Davis, it really isn't all that bad. Just a sprained ankle. If I keep
off of it for a couple days I'll be fine in no time." The doctor looked at her, "Why don't you let me decide what's wrong or
not?" She shrugged. The doctor examined her ankle and said, "It's official. You've sprained your ankle again." Kattie
looked at him, "How did you know that I sprained my ankle plenty times before?" The doctor looked at her and replied,
"Cause you can tell when a bone has been sprained too many times before. The bones starts to get weak. And plus,
you knew what it was before I checked your ankle and you're no doctor. Or else you would have known that your bones in
your ankle were getting weak." Jack was standing right beside Kattie when he asked, "Is there anything you can do for it
Doc?" Doctor Davis looked at Jack and said, "Well I'm going to wrap her ankle up and she's not to put any weight on it
for the next three days. And as for her bones weakening, she just has to stop spraining her ankle and within time it should
get stronger." The doctor wrapped up Kattie's ankle and said, "You may take her home now. But remember she is not to
get up for any reason so she goes straight to bed." Jack picked her up, "Thanks Doc. And don't worry, I'll make sure she
stays in bes if it's the last thing I do." Jack took Kattie to the carrige and carefully set her down. He went to the other side
and sat beside her. He told the driver to go to her house and they were off.
Kattie asked, "Why are you so worried about me?" Jack looked at her, then turned away. He didn't answer for at least a
minute. Then he finally said, "Because I don't want nothing bad to happend to you that's all. How come you don't seem to
be taking this seriously?" Kattie looked up at him and then put her head on his shoulder holding his arm, "Cause I've been
through this before. No use worrying about something that I've delt with and know how to deal with." Jack put his hand on
the hand that held his arm, "Stuff that you shouldn't have delt with." Along the ride Kattie fell asleep leaning and holding
Jack's arm. She never fell asleep like that before. But she was tired, but the fact that his arm felt so muscular and he did
indeed worry about her, felt things for her, made her not even care if she fell asleep right there.
Jack got out of the carrige and went to the other side being careful not to wake her. He picked her up and carried her to
the gouse with the driver following behind them. The driver opened the door for him and he walked in. He set her down on
the bed and covered her up with the blankets. Then he went out to the driver, "Mr. Lenny. Please go back to the castle and
pick up a cot, a pillow, and a few blankets. I'll be staying here until she gets better." Mr. Lenny inclined his head and went
to fetch what he had asked for. Jack went back inside shutting the door behind him and sat in the armchair. He just sat
there. Watching her. Watching her sleep. Breath. Watching how her body moves while she sleeps.
An hour went by and his stuff had already been delivered. He set everything up and still she slept. Until she had a
nightmare and woke up. When she did she jumped up screaming. Jack ran over to her and sat beside putting his hands
gently on her face and tried calming her down, "It's alright! It's alright! You're here! It wasn't real! Your safe!" Kattie
stopped screaming but she was breathing heavily. She was getting all sweaty and it worried Jack. What nightmare could
make her scared so much and sweat like she is? He didn't understand. Kattie looked around the room realizing where
she was. Jack was rubbing her face where her cheeks were and he was trying to look into her eyes but she was looking
around the room. It took her a minute to realize and take in that she was actually home, safe. She stopped looking around
and looked up at him. They were eye to eye. Then she hugged him like she was holding onto him for her life. He hugged
her back. They sat there like that for a minute or two. Then she sat back with her back against the back of the bed. Jack
put a pillow behind her back and went back to her side holding her hand. he asked, "Are you okay?" She nodded. He
could still see the fear in her eyes. "What was it about?" Kattie said, "Nothing I haven't had before. It was him." Jack's
muscles tightened even more, "So this happends all the time?" Kattie nodded, "Yeah, but not like this one. This one was
different. It scared me half to death." She paused. In her nightmare he not only killed her, but Jack too. But she didn't
want him to know that she felt something for him. She didn't love him yet, but she still didn't want anything bad to happend
to him. Jack looked at her, "What was different about this one?" He had to ask the question she didn't want to answer and
planned not to. At least not anytime soon. She looked from him to the floor, "I don't want to talk about it. It's not important
anymore." Jack sighed. He thought he made it clear he wasn't going to hurt her. He touched her face with his hand bring-
ing her face to his. "I promised you. I won't hurt you. I promised you then, I promise you now, and I'll promise you
tomarrow, forever. I won't hurt you. Believe me." Kattie leaned over and hugged him putting her arms around his neck. "I
believe you. I know. I know. I just don't want to talk about it. Not now. I'm not ready." Jack hugged her back rubbing his
hands on her back. Jack pulled back laying her down. "Why don't lay down and try to get some rest. I'll be here when you
wake up. I'll have supper ready by then." Kattie shook her head. She didn't want to go back to sleep and have that night-
mare again. Jack took a breath and said, "At least lay down and rest up. You don't have to go to sleep. Just rest. You're
shaking all over." She agreed and laid her head down against the pillow. Jack got up and covered her with the blankets.
Then he kissed her on the forehead and went to sit on the armchair. He was staring at her. But not for the reason he was
before. Because he was mad at what that Victor Blackwell had done to her, and he was also thinking about what was
different this time. He couldn't understand how that guy could do anything like that, all he understood was that it was
hurting Ms. Kattie Mannel. That bothered him the most. Kattie had fallen asleep and Jack was glad.
It was super time and Kattie was still sleeping. Jack thought it was good that she was still sleeping. He was downstairs
cooking a pot of beef stew. While Jack was dishing the food out into two bowls Kattie woke up. She looked around the
room seeing the cot that had laid at the foot of her bed. She sat up putting her legs over the side of the bed. Her ankle still
hurt something fierce but she was determined to get up. She leaned on the end table next to the bed and went to stand.
But she didn't get too far. She was able to balance on the one good foot but once she put weight on her hurt ankle, she
fell. Hit the floor like a brick wall. At the hearing of the thump, Jack put the bowls down on the table in the kitchen and ran
upstairs. He stopped at the door way and seen that she was on the floor catching her breath. The fall to the floor clearly
knocked the wind out of her. He quickly went to pick her up. "What in the world were you trying to do?" He set her on the
bed. She replied, "I hate being in bed for a long time. I tried to get up and I got