The stories in my flesh (Sequel to scars)

Part 35

She moves a little and my eyes fly open quickly. "Sydney?" I whisper and she opens her eyes slowly blinking trying to recognize my face. "What.. What-" she looks around and sees that she's in my room.

"You fell asleep last night. I didn't want to wake you up so I brought you here." Her eyes are puffy from crying. Thinking about it makes my stomach drop. "Oh gosh-" she notices she's laying down on my arm, "I'm so sorry." She sits up quickly, my hand fell asleep but it doesn't matter. I had her here close to me and it was the best feeling ever.

"It's fine, don't worry." I say shaking my arm a little to try to make the odd numb feeling go away. "You have dark circles under your eyes." She rubs the skin under my eyes and I shiver at her touch, even if it's just a little.

"Did you sleep?" She asks me. Truth is I haven't slept since the day before yesterday. There's just been so much on my mind. "No." I say and she sighs, "It was because of me, wasn't it?"

I nod my head, "Now I even take your sleep away." She says, "I couldn't go to sleep. You just looked so innocent sleeping. I don't know how Angels look but I'm sure you look like one angel face." She smiles a little, "Angel face? I like that."

"Good, good." She puts her hair behind her ear and looks down at her hands, she keeps playing with her fingers nervously. "What's wrong?" I ask leaning in. "Do-" she clears her throat before continuing, "Do you remember what I said last night?"

How can I forget? Thats something I will never ever forget. "I remember every single word you said. I couldn't- I can't stop thinking about it." She closes her eyes and murmurs something I can't quite understand, it looks like the blood has been drained out of her.

"You must think I'm insane." She says after a few seconds. "No, I wouldn't think that." She looks up, "You know it's true. And what I said last night is true, I'm screwed.. Up here." She whispers as she touches her head. "You're not, I promise."

"Then why do I keep remembering? Why do I keep hearing voices? Why won't they leave me alone? Why? Tell me why, Anthony." She starts to breath fast like she's going to scream but her voice comes out like a choke. I know who they are. She said it last night.

"You saw them again, didn't you?" She nods and in her eyes I see fear. Like a little baby deer afraid of a hunter. Brittney is he Hunter and Sydney is the prey. Her prey. "I won't let them hurt you anymore. I'll talk to them, tell them to stay away."

"You can't stop it." She says looking into my eyes. "Even if I never saw them again, I will never be able to erase those memories." I open my arms and she crawls to me then lays her head on my chest. I hug her and kiss her head, "I will try my best to make you forget."

She nods and keeps hugging me. And it's incredible how you can feel so much love by just a hug. After staying like that for a few minutes she pulls away still with her hands on my sides. "I'm going to be late." She looks for a clock but I don't have one in my room.

I check my phone it's six thirty and I show her, "I have to go to work." She gets up from the bed and I get up top. She still has her uniform on expect for her shoes, I took them off last night so she could sleep.

I grab her shoes and hand them to her. "I'll take you don't worry." She puts on her shoes and quickly puts her hair up in a ponytail. "I bet I look hideous." She looks down at herself.

"No, you look flawless." I pick up her chin and her frown turns to a smile.

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I open the door for Sydney and she gets off. To my luck as soon as Sydney gets out of the car Nick is getting out of a taxi. He stares at both of us with intensity, "Oh God. I forgot to tell N-" she stops herself from saying his name. "It's okay, you can say it. I won't get mad, I trust you."

She lets out a breath and puts her hand on her chest like she's relieved. "You have no idea how this relieves me. I'm so glad you trust me."

"I always have, it was just jealousy. And jealousy is evil. Sorry about the things I said last night." I tell her. "Its fine. I understand where your jealousy came. There's no reason to be jealous like I said."

"I know, I know. But you better get in there if you don't want to be late." I pull her into my arms and when we pull away I press my lips on hers. They're soft and delicate. When I pull away she touches her lips with two of her fingers. "I love you." I say kissing her forehead. "I love you too. So much." She kisses my cheek and walks to the cafe.

Before she walks in she waves and smiles I wave back smiling. I stand there watching her disappear as she walks farther into the cafe.

Inside shes a wreck. And people could never tell. Deep down in her head, her mind is a mess and she looks fine. When she's alone sleeping she's fragile and breaks down. She wants to escape her own thoughts. And I want to be the one to fix her, I want the one to make her so happy she'll forget all her pain.

One day I will ask her, "Are you okay?" And she'll answer, "I'm okay." And it wouldn't be lie.