Touched??

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These nightmares wrap their evil hands around my soul at night, they try to pull me deep within a world that's ruled by FRIGHT.
These dark thoughts may follow me but they'll never win the fight.
I'll escape the looming shadows with the help of dawn's first light.

-CHRISTY ANN MARTINE

CHAPTER 4

AMELIA'S POV...!!

The talk with my brother Alex made me feel safer and more protected, just his voice has that thing of protectiveness. I am not telling that I don't feel that sense with Taehyung, it felt so much more than just the urge to protect me from all the odds of this world... there is something in my heart going on with his all sort of treatment in this evening.

Maybe he does like me, like I do?

Maybe... just maybe.

Yet you're too frightened to express that? Aren't you?

That was completely true that I am scared to like someone and then get betrayed from them. I have undergone that stage when I was only 11 years- liking someone, later that person betrayed me and made fun of me in front of his friends.

Alex said that he will be here for few days, that he will leave Italy in the morning which I agreed, but I don't know if he tells me to go back with him as that will be safe for me and he will be with me always or any of our bodyguard's.

But I am not willing to go back to Italy, after I landed here- after a long time. Even though no one is there with me here, but some part of my heart feels like my biological parents are looking at me and always supporting me, though they are not with me- never will be.

I laid down on the bed and Taehyung wished me night before he stood up and about to leave, but I hold his hand which barely touched his fingers and said the words which I, myself wasn't knowing that I was speaking these sentences to him.

"Stay...please, I don't know. But with you I am feeling so safe and better, so please stay with me" I mumbled.

I looked at him and to tell him that he was shocked would be an understatement. He was flabbergasted at my words; it was more like even I was shocked with the use of my words at him. Even after few minutes he was silent, so I left his fingers and turned to the other side. I don't know why my heart was aching so much. It's not that I was having some sort of feelings at him- yes, I like him... more like I have a crush on him- but it was paining a lot- like I had experienced a heartbreak- and without knowing, my eyes tear up and started to flow on my cheeks.

Gaining all my strength and not to sound weak at him, I spoke with all my might.

"It's fine, thank you for whatever you have done till now. I am sorry *hiccup* for asking you to st- *hiccup* stay" I whispered out- choking at my words.

I laid in my fetal position to feel that I am not alone and I am strong here, but uncontrollably my tears flow like the water gushes out of the gates- when the dam gates are opened.

I wanted to pull over the duvet on my body, but if I sat up to wrap the duvet over me, what if he was facing me and I don't want to feel like a child who wants a babysitter to take care of- whenever he/she cries.

I felt the bed dip down next to me and then his hand made its way over my shoulder, but I dared not to look at him or turn to his side.

"Amelia, look at me" I heard his voice, but I closed my eyes tightly, so that not even a single light could enter the lens of my eyes.

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