High school Sweethearts - Niragi

Chapter 26: A new leader

-"Let's get you out of here first", he softly suggested. His arm wrapped around my waist, helping me get back on my feet. 

I tried my best to force myself to stop crying, but some tears were still unwillingly leaving my sockets, as if there was a hidden tap that I couldn't seem to turn off.

It was the first time as it felt like in a while I saw the corridor again. 

How long was I even locked up for?

Niragi gently guided my in the direction of my room, his grasp not leaving my waist. 

It felt like such a relief, finally seeing his face again. I didn't know how longer I could've held out in that tiny space again before actually losing my mind. His hand around my waist, it felt safe, his touch on my skin, it felt like comfort. 

We arrived at my room. Niragi opened the door and gestured for me to walk in first. I tried to take a step in the direction of the bathroom as I heard the door close behind me, but instantly got pulled by the wrist, and found myself in his embrace again, pressed firmly against his chest. 

-"I'm, so sorry this happened to you Y/N", he said as he stroked over my head. "I feel like I'm the one to blame. If I hadn't left this couldn't have happened. I basically broke our promise."

I could hear the sorrow in his voice, as he spoke words of disappointment. He was in fact disappointed, in himself. I don't want him to feel like that at all, like this is all his fault. Nothing that happened here was his fault, we're just victims of this sickening madhouse. 

"It's Not your fault Niragi", I answered, wrapping my arms around his torso as well. 

-"I swore I wouldn't leave you side, and the one time I did, something like this had to happen of course". 

It was obvious he tremendously regretted it, but again, he shouldn't blame himself.

I raised my head from his chest, looking in his eyes with my puffy ones. 

"I don't blame you, so you shouldn't blame yourself either", I told him, and flashed him a little smile as a reassurance. I still felt disturbed and anxious, but if I at least reassure him than that'll make me feel a little better.

-"Your face is all bruised up", his fingers brushed gently against the skin. "I'll take care of that for you", he suggested, his protective nature showing as normal. 

He walked over to the bathroom, taking me with him. He took one of the washcloths from the holder and wetted it under the faucet. His hand gestured me to come closer, then held my face in it and began to wipe away the remainder of dried up blood that was left on my chin. 

-"There", he said as he finished. "I should probably get you some ice for your cheek, I'll get it right now". 

"It's okay! I just, I'm really tired right now, and my head hurts like hell. I'm just going to try to sleep now I guess", I stopped him. 

-"Are you sure?", he questioned my honesty.

"Yes, I don't know how long I've been awake now, I just know that I really miss my bed", I joked.

-"You're right, we should get some rest", he agreed with me. 

We walked back out of the bathroom, and got in bed. I laid down, snuggling close to him, his arm wrapping around me. 

"Do you believe in soulmates?"

-"Soulmates? I don't know. Do you?"

"I think you're my soulmate".