An inconvenient attachment

Chapter 41

Charlotte and I finale arrive at the restaurant after a long day. A very fun day, but long. We quickly changed in the hotel and are now walking over to the restaurant, which is only one a street away. I put on some jeans and a cute green top. There's a group of guys walking in our direction. I don't know why but they make me a bit uncomfortable. I look at Charlotte, but she doesn't seem the notice. They seem drunk.

"He girls!"

Charlotte ignores them and wants to cross the street. As we do that, so do these guys. "Do you girls want to have a drunk.. uh.. drink with us?"

"No sorry, we're very busy actually" Charlotte says. Now the guys block our way. "Move please" I say. Oh no, this feels all to familiar.

"What's your name?" a guys asks me, stepping closer. "Becca" I lie. The guy grabs my wrist, his friends laughing. With force I swing back my arm. "Don't touch me" I warn him. I feel myself getting more angry and less scared. Which is weird, because normally I'd only feel scared. Maybe because Charlotte is here. I quickly look over at her and see her typing something on her phone.

"Why don't you guys just go your way" I insist. The guy starts kneeling down in front of me. "Just one drink, come on" he says as he lays his hands on my hips. The guy keeps talking, trying to convince us. "Wow, wow wow" I interrupt him.

"If you don't take your hands off me in the next two seconds, you won't have hands."

I don't know where this sudden confidence comes from, I guess I'm just sick of this kind of bullshit. The guys stands up, looking more angry this time. "Such a big mouth for such a small girl" he says, his hand grabs my wrist again and trying to get a hold of my other hand also. Before I realize what I'm doing I slam my knee forwards, right into his dick. The guy is caught by surprise and falls on the ground in pain. Before any of the other guys get to react I grab Charlotte her hand and start running. I don't know where we are running to, I just know we have to get away from them. I hear them yelling something at us, but I don't hear what they are saying. Suddenly some guys come sprinting from the direction we are running towards. Oh no, not more of them.

Charlotte slams into one of them. I only now realize it's Charles, Max and Carlos. Charlotte bursts out in crying. Charles is holding her tightly. "What the fuck happend?" Carlos asks. I'm too out off breath to answer.

Max lays his hand on my back. "You ok?"

I look at my wrist, which is very bruised and bleeding. The guy grabbed me harder than I realized, his nails digging into my skin. "I'm fine." I realize I'm not crying even. "I'll kick their asses" Max says, already wanting to walk over to them. I grab his arm. "Don't. It's not worth it." He looks at me, anger all over his face, but he doesn't walk off.

When Charlotte calms down a bit Charles asked her if she wanted to go back to the hotel. "No, lets go to dinner, it might get my mind of it" she said.

"Mia actually rammed her knee between his legs" Charlotte says when she explains to them what happend. "Wow, such a badass" Carlos says, "and no tears even" he adds jokingly, clearly trying to brighten the mood. Max gives me a look, knowing exactly why I'm not crying. It's because I've been through this before, it's all to familiar. Max wraps his arm around my shoulder. "You'll be fine" he says softly, not letting anyone hear. He knows how this effects me and that I'll probably break down later.

We sit at the restaurant for a while when finally Lando walks in. Thank god. I almost start crying out of relieve when I see him. He actually walks in with Pierre, wow. They are joking and laughing. When Lando sees my face he suddenly stops laughing, his face full of worry. His eyes look at my wrist and quickly runs over to us. Carlos bandaged my wrist earlier. It hurts a bit less now with the support of the bandage. "What happend?" Lando looks around the table, seeing Charlotte has been crying.

"It's fine" I say to calm him down.

"It's not fine Mia" Max says. I look at him angry, but he doesn't care.

"Well, I'm fine now."

"Some guys where being dicks" Charlotte says. Lando sits down next to me and lays his hand on my leg as Charlotte tells the story. His grip unknowingly tightens as she tells more. I lay my hand on his, only now he realizes his grip. "Sorry" he murmurs and softly grabs my hand.

"Did you guys beat their asses?" Lando asks.

"Mia didn't let us" Max says, slightly disappointed.

"How did you guys know where we were?" I ask.

"Charlotte called me, I could hear what was going on, we could hear some noice and went towards it" Charles says, his face is still white, like he's going to be sick. I nod, not knowing what else to say.

After dinner we walk back to the hotel together. Lando doesn't let go of my hand the whole time. When we arrive at the hotel we say goodbye to everyone and go towards our room.

"Are you ok?" Lando asks when he closes the door behind him. "Yeah."

He walks up to me and wraps his arms around me, holding me tightly. I'm fighting to keep the tears back. I wrap my arms around his neck.

"You're going to be ok" Lando says comforting. Finally tears stream down my face. I don't know how long we stand there, but when Lando lets me go I realize how tired I am. We take a quick shower. Lando makes sure I don't get my bandage wet. He helps me wash my hair, which makes me feel all kind of things. After the shower he wraps me in a towel and even helps me in a comfy t-shirt of his.

"You know I can still dress myself right? I can still use one hand." I let out a little laugh.

"Who says I'm doing this for you and not for my own amusement?"

When Lando finally lays down a couple minutes later I cuddle up to him.

"Thanks for helping me, bub" I say while laying my head on his chest. Lando strokes my hair for a while. "No problem babe" he says softly. Lando falls asleep while I lay wide awake. The things that happened this evening keep circling in my mind. I can't seem to make it stop. Lando murmurs something, which I can't understand.

"What did you say?" I ask. I realize he is talking in his sleep.

"I love you" he says softly, but just loud enough so I can understand.

Holy. Fuck.