Hearts in Danger, by Fiona Wilson
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About Hearts in Danger…
Rebecca believes there is good in everyone, even though it may be hidden in some more than others. She also believes in love at first sight, yet has never managed to find it.
In one fell swoop she has the chance to prove both of her theories right, but fate has something more in store for her. Can she hold on to the happiness she has found?
A romantic suspense story which finds Rebecca going on a journey she couldn’t have imagined, taking her from running a kids craft class to helping run classes in a male prison.
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Rebecca was aware of a noise somewhere off in the distance. She didn’t know what it was, or where it was coming from, but she knew it was there nevertheless. She was in a dreamlike state and felt slightly apprehensive. Hidden forces were pulling her forward. She didn’t really want to go where they were taking her, but decided to go with the flow and see what happened.
In a haze Rebecca watched, as if from above, as she walked towards the car and got in. The car propelled itself forward and was quickly on the motorway. In what seemed like no time at all Rebecca was pulling into the prison car park and memories suddenly flooded her mind.
She could see rain and a lot of lights, bright white and red, flashes of blue interspersed throughout. She could hear shouting and car brakes slamming on. Then the scene changed and a face appeared, blurred, blue eyes standing out from it. A canal appeared in the distance, red roses floating on the surface. This image was one which caused a shiver to run through her. She saw a smile and warmth rushed through her, chasing away the bad feelings.
Rebecca’s focus seemed to clear. She was standing at the bottom of steps, a rail running up the middle, she could see glass doors at the top. She felt herself walk slowly up the steps, her right hand holding the rail. She reached the top and pushed the door in front of her open, walking into a large bright space. It was so bright she felt the need to shield her eyes. There was no sign of anyone else and a sudden sense of emptiness rushed through her body.
Rebecca spun round in a circle, searching for any sign of life, but she found none. For a few moments she contemplated going further into the area but decided against it as the need to be back outside had her quickly back at the top of the steps and walking down, again holding the rail. As she reached the bottom step she felt a presence behind her and turned to see if someone was there. As she turned, all she could see were the blue eyes from earlier.
The eyes came closer, a body morphing round them, turning into a man she felt she should know. His eyes may have been bright, but they looked sad. Rebecca didn’t want him to reach her, so she moved back a few steps to try and get away.
“Bex, don’t walk away. Please. I need to explain…” said the man now standing right in front of her. “I need to tell you why this has happened.”
“Why what has happened? I don’t understand.” Rebecca replied.
“Bex I’m so sorry, I don’t exactly understand it all myself. But what I do know is that this is what was always meant to happen. We were never meant to go away together. I don’t know the plan for your future, but it’s not with me. Please try to understand.”
“No,” she cried, “No, I don’t want to hear this. I don’t, I don’t know what’s going on. This feels wrong, so wrong. Where were we going? Why? Who are you?” Rebecca asked. As the words left her mouth more memories assaulted her mind.
Those eyes belonged to Richie, she was in love with Richie, and he was in love with her. They were going away together on holiday, a romantic getaway to cement their feelings for each other. They were leaving that day. She was there to collect him. Why was he saying they couldn’t go? This wasn’t right, something was very wrong.
“I remember,” Rebecca said to Richie, “I remember everything. We are going on holiday today, we need to leave now. What do you mean we were never meant to go? Why book it and not go? Explain it to me please!” she pleaded.
“Bex none of this is real, it’s only real in your head. I’m not really standing in front of you, and we aren’t going away on holiday. Believe me when I say I wish things were different. I tried desperately to avoid this, but everything seemed to work against me. I am so so sorry this has happened. You must believe that my love for you is as real now as it has always been. Always remember that I love you and I always will.”
Rebecca stood in shock, wanting to close her ears to what Richie was telling her, yet at the same time almost needing to keep listening in order to understand what was going on.
“Bex you need to move forward from this, don’t wallow in the grief so long it changes who you are inside. You will always have the memories, and the love, to keep you going. Find someone else, someone who will love you, look after you, care for you for years to come. I know in my heart that is the right thing for you, no matter how hard it may be.”
“Find someone else? I don’t want anyone else, I want you. I love YOU. Why is this happening? Not real, what’s not real?” Rebecca almost screamed at Richie.
“Try to remember, please just try to remember. But never forget I love you.”
As he said the words Richie started to fade away, into the distance, until there was nothing left. The noise Rebecca had heard earlier returned, quickly becoming louder, turning into something physical. It began to hurt her ears, her heart, her very core. She could make out blurred faces in front of her eyes, shock evident as she watched them.
It was a scream. The noise. It was a scream. Her scream. Rebecca was screaming and everything flooded back in an instant.
Richie was dead. He had died inside the prison, in a room he was forced into, as he escorted prisoners back to their cells after a fight broke out. The love of her life was gone, taken from her in an act so violent she couldn’t get it straight in her head quite yet. Her life as she knew it was over, and she didn’t want to go on without him.
“Richie, don’t go. Please don’t go.” Rebecca managed to say, as she slipped into darkness. She wanted to forget, she needed to forget. Perhaps when she awoke it would turn out to be a dream. No, not a dream, a nightmare. One which she hoped beyond all hope she would come out of intact, but at the same time realising deep down that she wouldn’t. Her life had changed and she wasn’t sure she could go on without him.
Meet Fiona Wilson
I am a Scottish lass born and bred, grew up in Ayrshire now live in Bonnybridge. An avid reader as a child, my love of books has grown with me. I am a blogger, although I am currently taking an extended break, a reviewer and a beta reader. I am a huge supporter of indie authors, and still can’t quite believe I’m about to join such an amazing group of people.
I work full time as a nanny in Edinburgh. To break the monotony of rush hour traffic I occasionally find myself daydreaming on my way home. It was during one of these journeys that the idea for Hearts in Danger came to me. Knowing I had to get the story out of my head I took part in Nanowrimo 2015. By the end of the month I had not only written over 50,000 words, I had surprised myself by sticking to it every single day.
What happens next, who knows? Wherever this journey takes me, though, I will be forever grateful for the help and support I have had along the way from family, friends, bloggers, reviewers and authors alike.