Obsession

17. Stay With Me

"Wait!" I stop him from pressing the call button, carefully pulling the phone from his hands. He looks down at me in confusion and I turn to face the floor as tears well up in my eyes, "I-I can't do this on my own. And I have no one else..." I trail off, he rests his palm on my cheek, gently turning me back up to face him. "What are you sayin'?" He asks, I let the tears start to fall and gaze into his hazel eyes. "W-will you stay with me?" He stares at me silently "at least until this is all over..." I trail off, moving my gaze so I'm not looking directly into his beautiful eyes.

His face softens more then I had ever seen and he wipes at the tears running down my cheek. "Of course, and I'll keep myself in check-" his gaze moves down to my stomache for a moment, before returning to my face. "-for their sake..." he finishes softly and I nod. "Thank you," I whisper. He lifts both my hands up to his lips, kissing my knuckles gently "anything for more time with you..." he whispers.

I know what he's done and what he's capable of, yet I still find myself falling more and more under his spell...

He clears his throat and backs up from me a little, "now, I'm putting you on bed rest, to ensure that you arent strained or stressed in any way as to not hurt them." He pauses, gesturing towards my stomache so I know he's talking about the baby, "Gee, I'll be fine, I don't nee-" he cuts me off. "Bed rest." He says seriously, "and I'm gonna go get my mess at your apartment cleaned up, since we plan on keeping it a secret a little longer." He says gently, "you have my number, call me if you need ANYTHING. You've got a personalized ringtone so I'll know its you calling and pick up immediately."

He smiles gently, before leading me over to the bed and gently tucking me in, putting the tv remote on the bedside table and plugging my phone charger into the outlet, wrapping the end of the cord around the lamp so it doesnt fall. He walks over to his dresser, where I had left a book I was reading and sets it on the table by the remote. He leans down and presses his lips to my forehead "dont hurt yourself doll..." and with that he turns and walks up the stairs.

I click on the tv, opening Netflix and scrolling until I find something to watch. I settle on (Movie) and lay there watching it, periodically checking my phone. Once it's over, I turn off the tv and reach for the book on the table, opening it and returning to where I had left off.

~A few hours later~

I set the book down on the table and lean my head back against the headboard, boredom setting in. I hear the front door open and shut quickly, followed by footsteps and the basement door opening. As they make their way down the steps I hear bags rustling, I turn to the stairs and see Gerard stepping off the last step, with two large bags in his hands. The smell of takeout chinese fills the room and he steps toward me, setting the bags on the dresser and kicking off his shoes.

"Hey Sugar," he smiles gently, "Hey" I respond quietly. He steps over to me, crouching beside the bed "how're you feelin'?" He asks, resting a hand just under my jaw, caressing my cheek with his thumb. "I'm fine Gee," I giggle, unconsciously leaning into his palm. His smile widens and he stands, walking back over to the dresser to get the bags of food.

He steps back over to his side of the bed, bags in hand and sets them toward the foot of the bed. I sit up so my back rests against the headboard and he sits beside me, handing me a takeout box and taking his own before settling into his spot beside me. "Remote please?" He asks with an innocent smile and I pass him the remote. He clicks around Netflix befors settling on Goosebumps (the series, not the movie-), almost pressing the 'skip intro' button. Last second, I snatch the remote "one does not simply skip the Goosebumps intro," I scold him jokingly. He smiles "alright, alright. I won't make the mistake again,"

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