Chapter Sixteen

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Amity's POV

Luz snored lightly.. Her head was in my lap, an Azura blanket covered her up. I gently ran my fingers through her thick, short hair.. She finally gotten to sleep after a few hours...

Camilla sat in the kitchen with a cup of coffee, scrolling on her phone.. She was on the hunt for a therapist...

Vee was next to her mother, pointing out a few therapist that might work..

Knock.. Knock..

I looked at Luz, she shifted, a light groan escaped her. I looked at the Noceda's eyes wide.

"Get the door! It's going to wake Luz!" I whispered harshly.

Vee jumped up out of her seat, hurrying over to the door. She opened the doors.. It was Eda.

"Hey, where's-"

"SHHH!" Vee shushed aggressively. She pointed over to Luz.. "She had a night terror last night... She just now got to sleep.."

Eda's face dropped. "Is she okay?" She whispered.

"For now, yeah. Mom's trying to get her a therapist.." Vee looked back at Camilla.. "I think today Luz deserves a day off.. I'll come help-"

Eda shook her head. "No. All four of you can rest today.. I have Emira.. I'll see if Willow and Gus are wanting to earn some money.."

I looked at her. "Are you sure?"

Eda nodded. "No offense.. But you all look like shit.." she looked at Vee. "Could you go get Emira?"

Vee nodded and walked over behind the couch to Emira's room.

I looked down at Luz.. Even in her resting state, she looked exhausted...

"Amity..." She murmured.. Her fist and her jaw clenched..

I dragged my fingers through her brown hair. "Shh.. It's okay, I'm here.." I whispered.. I leaned over, planting a kiss on the side of her forehead.

Luz's body relaxed. She shifted under the blanket, letting out a comfortable hum.

Emira exited her room in a red flannel, gray jeans, with some black rain boots. She paused seeing me still in my PJs. She went to speak..

"Not now.." Vee whispered.

Emira, all though confused, she headed to the door.. There she left the house, shutting the door.

Vee walked over, plopping down in the love seat...

"Vee.. I have a question." I whispered.

She looked at me. "What is it?"

"Why wasn't Luz in therapy already?" I asked.. "I don't mean to be rude.."

Vee looked at my girlfriend/her sister.. "When our dad died, she and I were put in therapy. We were in it for a year or two.. The therapy was doing wonders for us.. At least until our therapist started noticing cuts and such appearing on me and Luz.. I didn't mind speaking of it.. I mean, I was only getting them from animals, nothing serious.. I don't know what made Luz close up and stop telling her things.. When I felt I was doing better from therapy, Luz said she was fine as well..." She sighed.

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