Beautifully Obsessed

Chapter Forty-Nine: How the past comes back to haunt you

26/02/2022

I'm hoping to get another chapter posted this weekend but starting Monday I don't know how much time I am going to have to write again, I'm really sorry if the updates go back to being slow and irregular but I appreciate you guys so much so I'm definitely going to try so hard to update at a nice pace.

I hope you enjoy,

~Aphrodite

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(Embry's POV)

"Crap Sebastian, I can't do this with you, really I-I can't" I shuddered, ducking under his arm as I rushed to the other side of the room. I observed him nervously as he stood as well, only now realising how intimidating his height was. "Stop fighting it Embry, don't you want somebody to just take care of you, I'm not like Noah, you'll never have to fear me snapping at you, let me protect you, let me hold you, let me nurture you like you deserve."

My tears were falling at a rapid pace with the intensity of my inner turmoil. It all sounded so nice, but I couldn't. I knew he had to leave soon because I was slipping. I always fell for this. But it was so easy to, it was so painfully simple to give in.

I held my hands out in front of me as a warning for him to stand back as he treaded carefully towards me. I couldn't afford him touching me, I was like putty in his hands. "I know you Embry, you've spent your whole life taking care of other people, making sure they were okay at the expense of your feelings, I can give you that soft, warm, touch of comfort you so badly crave. The touch of somebody who cares."

I stood straight at his words, "don't you want that princess? I'm the only one who can give it to you" a crazed look sitting in his eyes. Then it hit me, why he sounded so familiar.

He sounded just like Noah.

"But I understand it, that's why I've done all this, I understand you. You just need someone to take care of you, just let me take care of you Embry, you have the weight of the world weighing you down."

Those were the words Noah had said to me after he brought me down into the basement, I could never get them out of my mind. Not when they had such a massive impact on me and now here I am, again, the same feelings and basically the same words, just the other son.

I wrapped my arm around my stomach, the nausea hitting aggressively this time. I'd be surprised if I didn't get sick one of these times. "Oh my god" I muttered, my eyes widening in realisation. "I think I'm going to be sick" I rushed towards the bathroom, heaving up the food from this morning. Yep, there it was, maybe I could predict my escape just as easily.

"No, don't touch me, please don't touch me" I shot away from him, my back slamming into the sink cabinet. "Princess, what's wrong?"

I gripped my hair, tugging at it, "stupid, stupid, stupid Embry, you should have seen this coming" I muttered disheartedly to myself. "Embry, you're scaring me, talk to me" his finger coming underneath my chin to lift my head up. My hands falling from my hair as the acidic taste of vomit lingered on my tongue.

"No, Sebastian, you're scaring me," my hands shake on either side of me, a raw terror exploding in my chest. "You sound just like him, you are just like him" I shakily breathe. I knew what Noah was capable of, I knew how to avoid his triggers, not that I did a very good job at it but I had known him for fifteen years.