Prolouge

Heavy rain poured as the wind whistled and thunder clapped in the dark night sky. Flashes of lightening lit up the room and I snuggled closely to Randy's warm body. He smirked and rubbed my arm before sitting his newspaper down. I glanced up at him with a soft smile feeling safe in his arms. I had felt that way now for three months out of the 12 we had been in this house.

After taking me away from the hospital, Randy and I fled all the way to Honolulu, Hawaii. I hadn't had any contact with my friends or family at that point and Randy felt that it should remain that way. Living there was hard at first because I was so paranoid about the deranged Undertaker coming after me. It took me forever to finally fully trust Randy with my life. Now all that was left was to allow him to love me the way he wanted to. I had him retell me the story that he told me while I was unconscious at the hospital and not one detail changed. However I couldn't figure out if my mom was in danger or not and why I cared after everything she and dad did when they were younger.

"You alright?" Randy asked.

I shrugged, "Yeah I just hate thunder and lightning."

He nodded and gently kissed my forehead. It was the only place I was allowing him to kiss me until I was deeply sure that we were in the clear. Although I was feeling less paranoid, it didn't stop me from seeing the horrifying face that the Undertaker had burned into my memory. Every night before I woke up I would see his face, wearing that same look he had when I last saw him in the ER. I hoped that my mind was playing tricks on me and that one day soon that portion would be left out of my dreams but something deep inside of me told me that this was far from over.