( 🎶 Gallowdance - Lebanon Hanover )

The repeating of my apology made Brandon's eyes even wider as he clearly noticed my authenticity.

He adjusted his position to sit straight up against the wall by the window, only to get into stable place and appear more assertive and imperious. I witnessed him grabbing his bottom lip to hide the sneaking leer appearing in his face, and when he managed to keep the seriousness in his expression, he opened his mouth again.

"So you do believe me?" He looked at me with a curious countenance and refused to let his eyes go off mine. This situation made me weaker than before.

Brandon was calm and settled, but I knew he wanted answers, and so did I. I took a deep breath before I turned my head at the guard who stood right beside the door.

I never would believe that I would make a decision like this, but I came to realize that Brandon was not a danger to me at this very moment, and this was important for the both of us. I raised from the edge of the bed and took a few small steps towards the guard along with an onerous breath. The man looked at me. Small stiff eyes filled with queries, but he remained serene.

"Leave us," The words that escaped my mouth were so quiet and insecure. Even if this was my own decision and my own out-spoken words, I almost couldn't believe what I had just said. The guard raised his eyebrows, and his eyes got more comprehensive than before. I was as surprised as he was about my demand, but I couldn't show him now that it was too late.

"Are you sure, Nurse Frazier?" His dark voice reassured as he looked at me. I wasn't sure, but I knew a moment with Brandon alone could be a lot more valuable for the both of us, as long as he didn't hurt me. I nodded my head at the big, uniformed man and smiled carefully to assure him my confidence of decision.

"Yes, I am sure,"

Even if the guards job was to watch over the patients and protect the nurses, they still had the duty to listen to us when we decided to demand something from them. In this case, the guard was, in fact, doing his job right but I was putting my safety at risk. If Dorothy got to know about this, she would probably get mad herself.

"I'll be right outside then," The guard left the room and closed the door with him.

The atmosphere inside turned into something much more intense and just like so many other times, my heart began to race faster than it ever should. I turned around to face Brandon again.

He still sat at the same spot, but now he turned his face in my direction. The expression on his face looked confused, but he kept quiet, so I carefully decided to take a small step towards him and stop only with a small distance between us.

"I am sorry that I provoked you, Brandon," For the third time, the word sorry left through my lips. I didn't know what more to say. I felt bad about Brandon asking me if I believed him, because the truth was that I really didn't, but I wasn't brave enough to tell him that. The brown-eyed, beautiful man in front of me turned his face into something that looked a little bit more apprehensive than before.

"But?"

The only thing I wished for was that he would not ask any further questions and just accept my apology, but deep inside of me, I knew that was never going to happen. I swallowed hard and began to think about how I should respond to him without causing a scene.

The last thing I wanted in our lonely moment was to make him angry again.

"But if I'm going to believe you, you will have to prove to me that I can," I stated in determination.

Brandon moved from his place, and his legs made the pills fall from the sill down to the floor with a tapping sound. He didn't care, nor did he even hesitate to look at them as they bounced on the concrete floor.

Taking a step back in reaction, I looked at him to keep awareness of his unpredictable movements. Now standing up right in front of me, his gaze slowly strained into my soul. Suddenly he looked more fretful than earlier, but still, he didn't make me feel very frightened.

"You want me to prove that I'm not a liar?" His raspy, lowered voice made me shiver, and I got a little bit withdrawn as he sucked the energy out of me with his unreliable temper.

"Yes, that is exactly what I want," Assertive and firm, I used my voice to keep him calm. Probably it wasn't a very smart idea to make a statement against him like that, but I had to stay confident since I was still the one in charge of the progress of work.

Suddenly, Brandon rushed against me without any time to retroact, and in a fast movement, he grabbed my wrists and pushed me backwards against the wall.

The blood rushed through my body, and I tried my best to catch my breath from the sudden shock. This was the perfect moment to be terrified, I had no idea what was going on. Now he had all the power over me.

The only right thing to do in this moment would be to scream out loud to get the guards in here to save me and let them beat Brandon down to his weakest. But I had made him a promise to treat him like a human being, and a human being was just as able to outrage as a monster.

The darkness in his eyes made me feel submissive and petite, and I could feel his heavy breath against my skin which made me shiver with goosebumps.

Now I was completely paralyzed by the heavy fear he brought me. I couldn't move an inch, but the blood inside my veins rushed madly in motion.

He let go of my wrists as he noticed my shaking, but he kept his hands on the wall on each side of me to keep me in position. I still didn't dare to make a move, terrified of what resistance he would use if I tried to get out of his threatening position of power.

I had to get through this, no matter how much I wanted to fight back, no matter how much I was longing for this situation to be over. I had to fight through it without antagonism.

All I could use against him was my manipulative, psychological mind because I had no physical chance at all against this much stronger and adrenaline-filled male.

"Okay, Beverly. Let me prove it to you then... Ask me whatever the fuck you want, and you'll learn that I never lie," The sound of Brandon's voice told me that he was annoyed and aggressive, which made me even more uncomfortable, and even if I wanted to look away from those terrifying eyes, they were too piercingly beautiful to allow me to me succeed. Instead I decided to use my facial language as a try to take back the power of this situation.

If he could read the fear through my eyes, there was a small chance that he would realize how violent this choice of action truly was, which could get us both out of this unnecessary situation.

I knew he liked to play, but this was just a move that got way too far. Nothing about this was fun anymore.

"If you don't let me go within ten seconds, Brandon, I will scream,"