Trustworthy help

61. Uncomfortable

The woman who helped us earlier walks into the waiting room, making me wake up. 'He's breathing.' She says. I smile as corpse squeezes my hand. 'But there will need to be an operation.'

She tells us what is going on and that the operation will be hard on the young kitten. She advises us just to put him down. It'll cost a lot of money and there's a small chance the kitten will make it out.

'No way.' Corpse says. 'Sir, I understand that you want to help him but understand that there's a very little chance that he'll make it out.' The woman says. 'I don't care. Please try.' He says. The woman hesitates before nodding 'alright. I'll advise you to go home and rest. I'll call after the surgery.' She says. I nod 'thank you.' I say as I take corpses arm and walk us out.

He's very quiet during the ride home.

'Come on bub.' I say as I place my hand on his arm. I see him looking at me, so I turn to him and smile softly before looking back at the road.

We lay in bed earlier then normally. Corpse goes though his phone as I try to sleep.

'Oh Amelia can help me.' He turns to me, his back facing to everyone else so he can smirk at me. I feel disgusted and uncomfortable. He's been getting close all evening and he's been trying to touch my leg and butt. 'Bring Tom, he's barista.' I say to try and get out of the conversation. My arm gets grabbed tightly and I get pulled to my feet. 'Nah, you'll do better.' He says with his dirty look. 'Bring me the best coffee you ever made!' Olivia says. I give her a fake smile as I feel nervous while being forced to come with him.

We end up upstairs in the building. 'How many coffee?' I ask as I quickly get to it, wanting it to be over as fast as possible. Then I feel him step closer so he's standing against me, his breath on my neck as he moves my hair. 'Wesley, stop getting so close, you're making me very uncomfortable.' I say. He traces the skin on my neck and shoulder with his fingers. 'I mean it.' I say as I step away. I go to grab the coffee beans, but he grabs my wrist before I can. The fact that he's not talking makes it worse. I try to keep the tears from filling my eyes. 'Let me go.' I say as I try to pull my wrist free. He holds me in place by grabbing my hip with the other hand. I flinch at how hard he's holding on. 'You're hurting me. Please let me go.' I say. He moves down and kisses me, I try to move away as tears fill my eyes. He moves the hand that's on my hip down under my skirt. I start to try and push him away with my free hand. He holds my wrist tighter, making it snap and me gasp. 'Let me go!' I say. He lets my wrist go and grabs my throat 'just play along. You're not going anywhere.' He says. The first tear leave my eye 'please, Wesley. Don't do this to me.' I beg. 'Keep your mouth shut.' He says as he holds my throat tighter. He goes on, moving my skirt up completely before undoing his pants. 'W-wait-' I choke out.

'Elia....' I feel tears stream down my face. 'Amelia.' A hand touches my shoulder, making me quickly move away. 'Hey.' Corpse says softly. I look at him as I'm still crying.
I stare at corpse before realizing I'm okay and quickly trying to dry my tears. 'I'm sorry.' I say as I keep trying to wipe away my tears while starting to cry harder. 'I'm sorry.' Corpse sits closer and holds my hands in his 'try to calm down, baby.' He says, making me notice the panicked breaths I'm taking.

I start to sob as I look down, trying to hide my face from corpse seeing how he's holding my hands. 'Talk to me darling.' He says softly. I shake my head as I hick. 'You're okay, you're with me.' He says as he moves even closer so he can hug me. I basically throw myself at him and cling to him. He hugs me back and holds me close to him. 'You're okay baby.' He says. He keeps whispering sweet things to me till I calm down. 'What did you dream of, huh?' He asks sweetly as he strokes my cheek. I tear up again. 'Please tell me. It'll help me understand.' He says. 'I got raped.' I say as I cry again. Corpse pulls back a little, looking shocked. He never looked this shocked before. 'I'm sorry.' I say. 'Sorry? What the hell are you sorry off?' He asks. 'I-' 'no, Amelia. You don't have to be sorry, I'm sorry that you had to go through that.' I look away. 'Did that James guy trigger the memories, or was it something else?' He asks. 'He did.' I say as I dry my face. Corpse growls under his breath 'I'm going to fucking kill him.' He says as he gets up. I hold his arm, keeping him from getting up 'no, please stay.' I say. He huffs and turns to me. 'Please.' I say again. He hugs me, and lays us both down. 'Alright.' He says. He moves the covers over my still shaking body before pulling me to him. I wrap my arms around his waist and hug him close, needing to hold onto him. My eyes burn and feel heavy from crying. 'I'll protect you from now on.' He says as he kisses my forehead. 'Thank you.'