Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (e reader books .txt) 📗

“Terrible… painful… I know…” I sighed looking for a cup noodles in the cabinet. “It still boils my blood, Stev knowing I was a business partner of fucking Louis this entire time, when he was fucking keeping my Lilah trapped in there.” My words came put sharp and intensive, I couldn’t help that. The feeling of guilt and despair inside me. I never felt this before but yet here I was.

I heard his sigh from the other side, before he spoke. “I know, En. This isn’t easy but you can’t take any step out of anger right now.” My fingers around the cup of noodles tightened, I transferred the call to one ear balancing the call between my shoulder and my ear.

“I know, Stev. I know. And that’s why I’m sitting here doing nothing when all I want to do I fucking punch them till they die a painful one.” I heated some water and waited for it to boil.

“You will get your hands on them don’t worry. I will try to dig out as much as I can about this entire trafficking cycle, and once we have enough evidence not a single soul can protect them.” I felt the gratitude surging in my veins.

“Yes, that’s what needed. A utter, painful downfall like being dragged down the bottom of hell itself.” I poured the hot water in the cup noodles, my stomach grumbling a little.

“You will, En… it’s about time. I’m sure, Derek gonna be a lot helpful in this.”

“Yes… he will be.” I calmed a little knowing, this was the time where I had to use my mind more rather than my hands. I took the phone in my hand, before sitting on a stool and waiting for the noodle. I wasn’t much of a noodle lover especially instant but desperate time calls for desperate measures. I didn’t fucking have any heart to cook anything when my mind was so damn occupied.

“Okay… I will jus-“ A scream made me shot up from my chair. Loud sobs could be heard from upstairs and it didn’t take me long to know it was Lilah. Keeping down the half eaten noodles I hurried towards the stairs. “I will call you back.” I didn’t bother to hear his reply before I cut the call.

Rushing down the corridor, I reached my room and pushed open the door and what I saw made my heart shatter into smithereens. Lilah has rose up from her made, the duvet thrown at one corner, the lamp broken and hanging down and she was cuddled at one corner beside the walk in closet.

I stalked towards her, my hands trembling to hold her. She had cocooned herself in a ball, her head dipped in between her knees, hardly could be seen.

I couldn’t see her like that.

I crouched in front of her, placing my palms over her knees when I saw her flinch and look up, dragging herself more against the wall. I couldn’t bear her getting scared of me. She looked at me, before I saw fear clouding her features again. Her breathing intensified, short and quick as she looked here and there.

Before I know, her eyes fixed on the broken lamp on the ground, the glass pieces there and her demeanor changed. She became so violent and unrest. I tried getting close to her but all in vain. She threw her hands in air, eyes holding fear, as she tried to fight back. Her punches fell against my chest, her legs trying to kick me, and before I know she was nearing toward the shattered glass pieces.

It didn’t take me long to leap and take hold of her self, wrapping my arms around her but she didn’t stop. Her fingers wrapped around my wrist in a tight grip, nails digging in the skin, her legs kicking against my stomach, but I couldn’t let her go away.

I wrapped her towards me more tightly, trying for her to calm down. “Leave me.” She screamed this time, trying to move more towards those glass slivers. I softened my voice as I want all the comfort embrace her. “It's me, sweetheart. You’re all safe.”

She peered up from her eyelashes, her cheeks and nose red like rose, dry tear stains designed on them while I saw her eyeing me a little. Her thrashings slowing down a little. “Will you hurt me?”

It felt like someone stabbed my heart so many times as I gazed at her, not knowing how to make her believe she was safer now. This was all my fault after all. I shouldn’t have dragged her to the party. “I will never ever hurt you, Lilah…”

She let go of her hold in my wrist, her figure slowing down, in calmness as she leant towards me more. Her eyes so red with crying, before I saw her hands going around my neck and her face burying in my chest. “En…”

It was so soft, and low if not for the silence in the room I would have missed it. She snuggled up closer to me, as I wrapped my arms around me, carrying her up. I brought her to the bed again, but she resisted to let go of me, so I sat there, with her on my lap burying her face in my chest.

“What happened?” I didn’t know if she wanted to talk now, but I wouldn’t be coaxing her if she refused. Sometimes people need a little push to outlet her words. 

“I… I saw them again… they were there…” She spoke, tremor in her words, “They… they will get me, En…” She looked up at me, her big doe eyes looking at me. There was so innocence in there, so angelic that nothing could ever taint that. Nothing.

I placed my chin over her head, “No one will ever get you, sweetheart. You are safe here, I promise. No one can ever hurt you again.”

She hummed as she stayed like that for a while. “Will… will you stay here? I can’t sleep alone…”

“Definitely…” I laid her down on the bed, and saw her shifting a little giving me enough place to lay down. Before I hit the bed, I felt her moving towards me, her arm wrapping around me in a tight grip.

“Will you be there when I wake up? Will you leave again?”

“No… I will be here itself, Lilah.” I pressed a kiss on her forehead as I saw her relaxing against me. But sleep was a far away cry for me. I couldn’t close my eyes as I stared at the light coloured ceiling. I didn’t know how to help her. How to take care of her… how to make her feel the safest.