WhiteScratch

Safe at Last. For Now...

He backs up and looks at me offended. 
"No way was I going to leave you in there. Do you really think I would do that? Do you really think I don't care about you enough to save you?"
"That's not what I'm saying, Jake."
"Then what are you saying, Rachel?" He starts to raise his voice and he talks in a hurt tone. 
"I'm not worth saving anymore. Do you know how much I've lost? Do you understand what it feels like to have everything taken away from you when you haven't done anything wrong? I don't want to keep living." He pulls me up to a sitting position and grips my shoulders tightly. 
"What about everyone that you promised to? You promised you would find a cure and save them! You can't do that if you're dead! And what about ME Rachel? I've been by your side sense we were babies! I haven't left you and you haven't lost me! You won't ever and I won't ever! I know I can't even begin to understand the pain you're going through right now. How much you've lost. Its unbearable and I can see that in your eyes but you don't give up. That's not who are. As soon as you knew your father was "dieing", you came to me and instead of giving up, you took it as a chance to finally go out and help everyone."  He looks at me so lovingly like he cares so much but I can't help but to think of only the bad. I can't move, my head hurts like someone has been slamming an axe into it. I can't stand up because of my severe blood loss and to think...it was my own father who did this to me. Thinking of this makes me loose control and snap at Jake.
"My own father is trying to kill me, Jake! He is trying to break me and he's done exactly that. Imagine your father doing that to you! Imagine how betrayed you would feel!" I can see tears form in his eyes as he lets me go. I prop myself up on one elbow as best as I can and he locks eye contact with me; a tear on his cheek now. I realize what I've just said and I can tell how hurt he was after what I just told him. I look to the ground and say, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you its just-" I sigh and look at him again.
"I have no excuses. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for it to come out that way." He doesn't say a word. Instead, he looks into his bag and pulls out what looks like stitching material. A needle and something that looks thread like. He comes to me as a few more tears drop out of his eyes and he gently pushes me so I'm flat on my back. He then proceeds to stitch up the cuts on both of my arms as I wince every time he passes the needle in and out of my skin. When he's done he puts the materials away and gently holds me in his lap as he talks again in a soft voice.
"You didn't hurt me. I'm angered and hurt by your father. What he has planned, what he is now, it sickens me. He used to be on of the best people I knew and now he's trying to hurt me and worst of all, he's trying to hurt his daughter. He's trying to hurt the girl who means most to me." He gets choked upon more tears before he continues. 
"I can't loose you. I can't let HIM, be the reason I could loose you. I can't let him hurt me so I can't save you."
"He knows how much you mean to me. He knows how important you are to me. He knows how you care for me and how loyal you are to me. How you won't leave my side ever and that scares him because he knows how much you can fuel me." 
"I'm glad to know that I'm the one scaring people for once." He smiles and chuckles a little which make me as well. There is silence for a few moments as we stare into each other's eyes but I break it by saying, "You're quite an amazing guy Jake Hart. I don't know what I'd do without you." He smiles and kisses my forehead before he says, "Same goes for you Rachel Amana. You're the most fearless, most faithful, most trustworthy person I know."
"Not so sure about the fearless part." I say as I smile.
"Really? Cause that's the one I'm most sure of." He winks at me and I blush the slightest bit.
"So where to now?" I ask trying to change the subject before something weird happens. 
"Yeah, we're not leaving quite yet. You're way way too weak travel right now. You need to rest up and relax so your heart can pump the blood you desperately need."
"But I don't-" He cuts me off and says, "Rachel...". I sign and roll my eyes. 
"Fine. But we can't stay here for too long."
"I know." He runs his index finger from my forehead down to my nose and all of a sudden I feel extremely sleepy. 
"I'll stand guard. You need to sleep."
"But I don't want to leave you by yourself. That sounds like the worst idea considering what we just escaped." I say with a yawn. My eyelids start to become heavy as Jake talks back. 
"I'm not by myself. I have you right here."
"You know what I mean..."
"I'll be fine, I promise."
"But what if-" I yawn again. "What if something bad happens?"
"You'll either know pretty quickly or I'll take care of it. Don't worry, just go to sleep. You need it."
"But you need it as well." He laughs and says, "I was out for 24 hours when we were back in there. I'm not sleepy because of that fact and the fact that I know I need to protect you. It's not an option for you to go through more pain because I wasn't alert for you. Go to sleep, I'll be fine." It's become too hard to keep my eyes open at this point so I give in to the sleep but this time I sleep peacefully knowing that Jake has me and won't let anything happen to me. It's been so long sense I've felt this kind of calm and security.