mysteries & secrets | mileven

two

CHAPTER TWO;
• I LIKE SPENDING TIME WITH YOU •

"el? kid, get up, it's time for school." hopper knocks on her bedroom door.

"no school today, please." she whispers through the door.

"kid? what's wrong? open the door." he tries to turn the doorknob but it was locked making it rattle.

"no, go a-away, to work. i'll be fine." she stutters.

"you don't sound fine to me. now open the door before i have to unlock it myself." he grumbles as she ignores him.

he sighs, walking to his room and grabs the key for hers. he unlocks her door and there she sat on the side of the bed crying.

"el..." he whispers as he walks closer to her and stares down at her wrist.

"oh el," he sits down next to her and pulls her into a side hug

"i'm so sorry, i wasn't thinking. i know i promised you but- i'm just sorry." she sobs quietly as he rubs her back.

"it's okay, it's okay, el. let's get you cleaned up now, okay?" he helps her up as she nods.

he leads her out to the kitchen and grabs the first aid kit, "this will sting a bit." he dabs the alcohol on her wrist as she winces in pain.

"o-ouch." she grabs onto his arm, "it hurts, i know." he finishes off and puts a bandage on her.

"see, all done!" he gives her a smile as she frowns, staring down at her wrist.

"can you tell me what's wrong then?" he asks as she moves to sit besides him.

"h-hold me first?" she asks quietly as he nods.

he can never get over how much of a child she was.

he pulls her closer to him as she lays against his chest, "i-i was back in new york. a-and daddy just came back from h-his mafia. he was covered in blood and then mama and brother came downstairs to f-find out what was going on. i remember hiding behind the couch when he shot him and i was trying so hard not to cry." she sobs.

"h-he found me, i thought he was going to kill me too but i-instead he hurt me. he locked me in the basement and hurt me, why? i never got why? then he got me t-to kill people. why me? it was his mafia, not mine." she whispers.

"look el, i can't explain to you why he did what he did. why he used your beauty in such terrible ways but i can tell you something, el. he'll never find you now, his empire crashed after you left." he reassures her.

"why did he even let me leave with you?" she asks with a sniffle, "he always talked about how i'm such a slut and he needed me to kill men."

"el, you're not a slut." he tells her, knowing she thought so deep down.

"i hate him. i hate how he can haunt me after all this time, how i can never escape him. i hate how he made me feel like shit all of the time, i hate how he makes me want to kill myself day after day." she sobs, burying herself into his chest.