Protect Me

Chapter 9

Paris' pov

I watched him run off into the woods. Where's he going? I shrugged, trying to go inside. I pulled on the knob. Locked. I hit my forehead on the door and decided I might as well go back into town. I started walking back to Starbucks and noticed a 'HELP WANTED' sign in the window. I went and sat at the counter and filled out a résumé. Full name: Paris Marie Kings. Birthdate: 6/13/1996. I realized my birthdays coming up soon. I didn't celebrate it anyways. London would usually make me something. I smiled at the memory of all the little cards she had made. Then I remembered them being shredded. I frowned, but continued to fill out the résumé. I heard the chair next to me being moved, so I looked up. I saw a guy around 17 or 18, with dirty blond hair and grey eyes. He had on black pants with a black v-neck, where you could see his bulging muscles through it. Over that he had a leather jacket. He smiled at me and said,"Hi, I'm Ash, and you are?" I smiled back and said."I'm Paris. Aren't you got wearing that? I couldn't wear my sweats today." He shrugged and said,"It's not that hot to me." I nodded and we kept talking forever, while I filled out my résumé. I turned it in and ordered a coffee. I told him good bye and that we should meet up later. I gave him the iPhone number that Liam had also bought me. I found out that he had also run away from family problems and that he worked here too. I put his number in my contacts as it rang. Incoming call: Liam <3. I muted it and slid it back into my pocket as I walked back to the house.

I got there and walked inside the now unlocked house. "Where have you been?!" I turned to face a fuming Liam. "I've been worried sick and I called and you didn't answer!" He kept screaming at me and I pretended to look at him with a blank expression, but I was really imagining Kendrick. It would go back and forth between Liam and Kendrick. "You could have died!" He stopped yelling random things at me and took some deep breaths. I took my chance to talk. "When you left, the door was locked so I walked back to Starbucks. I filled in a résumé and made a new friend. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to your moms to get my sister. Don't yell in front of her, you'll scare her worse than you did me." I turned away with what I hope was the same blank expression. I walked out the door and down the street to his mom's. She opened the door and hugged me. "Sorry it took so long, I filled in a résumé at Starbucks and your son decided to yell at me for not answering the phone. Is London off yet?" She nodded and called for her. She came with her pink hello kitty bag on her back giggling. I picked her up out of habit and asked,"Did you have a good day?" She nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah the teachers really nice, and I made a new friend! Her names Sydney, she has hair like yours and eyes like grandma's." I looked at her confused. "Grandma?" She pointed to Clare and said,"That's grandma!" I looked at Clare and she nodded,"I asked her to call me that." I nodded and said,"Tell grandma bye, did she have any homework." She shook her head and said,"She will tomorrow though." I nodded and said,"I'll do it with her when she gets home." We hugged Clare goodbye and left back to the house.

Liam's pov *earlier*

She walked into the house and I immediately and screamed,"Where have you been?! I've been worried sick and I called and you didn't answer!" As I kept yelling, I would notice fear, anger, and pain show up in her eyes. She was trying to keep a blank expression, to hide her feelings. "You could have died!" I was catching my breath, and thinking of more things to say. She surprised me by saying,"When you left, the door was locked so I walked back to Starbucks. I filled in a résumé and made a new friend. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to your moms to get my sister. Don't yell in front of her, you'll scare her worse than you did me." As she walked out the door, I realized she said something sad. I scared her. Me, her mate, whose supposed to make her feel loved and cherished and defiantly not scared, scared her. That broke me down. I sat down and worked out ways to apologize. Take her on a romantic make up date? That sounds good. I could take her out to a fancy restaurant. I went upstairs and waited for her to get back. Finally, I heard the door close and footsteps up the stairs. I heard another door open and shut. I came down and realized they were in London's room. I heard her help London get out of her school clothes and helped her wash her hands to come downstairs so she could make dinner. I went downstairs and started making grilled cheeses. When they came down, I had two on each of there plates, working on the second for mine. I finished, tossing it on my plate and about to dig in when I saw London fold her hands and bow her head, Paris doing the same. London whispered a prayer and they both started eating. I smiled at them, before saying,"How was your day, London." She smiled at me and said"It was fun! My teacher was nice, and I made a new friend named, Sydney. She has grandma's eyes and hair like sissy's!" She pointed to her sisters beautiful long hair. She smiled down at London sweetly,"Eat your dinner baby." London nodded and started munching on it. Paris was quiet the whole time, ignoring me, and only talking to London every now and then. She gathered the plates together and said, "Can you wash these while I go out London to bed?" I nodded, taking the plates out of her hand. I made sure my hand brushed against hers purposely, just to have some kind of skin contact. She hasn't tried to hold my hand or kiss me. No skin contact at all. She ignored it, and just walked upstairs. I sighed and put the dirty dishes in the dish washer. I went up stairs and found her putting London in the bath. I grabbed her underwear and pajama dora top and shorts. I sat it on the counter and went and laid on the couch.