Chapter 18

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We made it to the hotel in Long Beach, Zacky and I shared a room, my dad and mom shared a room, Johnny and Jimmy shared a room, and Michelle and Brian shared a room.

"Your dad is actually letting us stay alone here?" Zacky said.

"Cmon Zacky, I'm 18 and I'm literally living with you." I said, smiling.

"True." He said.

"When's the concert?" I asked.

"In like 4 days. I convinced them to go earlier so it'll be like a little vacation for us." He said.

"Aww you're too sweet." I said, kissing him.

"Well I just love you." He said.

"I love you too." I said, hugging him.

He knew I loved hugs more than anything, he could tell when I hugged him all the time.

"Wanna go for a walk on the beach?" Zacky asked.

"Sure." I said.

I got some shorts and a tank top on, it was pretty humid outside.

"It's so calm out here." I said.

"This is my hometown, I love going here." He said.

"I can see why." I said.

"When I lived here I would go here, and I would imagine myself walking along it with someone I love, and my imagination finally came true." He said.

"I'm glad it's with me." I said.

"Me too." He said.

"I could be here all day, really." I said.

"Me too, so, let's talk." He said.

"Okay." I said, smiling.

"So, why do you hug me a lot?" He asked.

"I love hugging people, especially you." I said.

"Well I'm only gonna hug you." He said.

"You better." I said.

"What made you feel so comfortable with me?" He asked.

"I don't know, you're just so sweet and you're so calm and you don't rush everything and you're quiet and I just feel safe with you." I said.

"I'm glad. I want you to be safe. Nick is a dick bag." He said.

"He sure is." I said.

"I am sorry you had to go through that. It must be hard to face the flashbacks." He said.

"It is. Sometimes here and there I get flashbacks and all I want to do is lay on a floor and just cry." I said.

"I get it. I'm here for you Valerie, and I'm not gonna let him hurt you." He said.

"I can manage myself too. I'm not afraid anymore after 17 years of it." I said.

"17 years?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm surprised he didn't get me pregnant." I said.

"I cant believe he did that for so long and nobody did anything about it. God knows if Matt never came to get you." He said.

"If he didn't, I would probably kill myself by now." I said.

"Do you still have those thoughts?" He asked.

"Only when the flashbacks happen." I whispered.

"Well, just come to me, okay?" He asked, hugging me tightly.

I relaxed against his body, I felt so safe, and I didn't want to let go. I wanted him. I wanted him forever.

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