Falling In Love with Peter Ballard.

CHAPTER SIX: Loss.

Anastasia ripped the handkerchief off her face and fell back into     Peter's arms. Peter, who has been out of the void for a while, wrapped his arms around the hyperventilating girl, pulling her close to him.

"Anastasia? What happened, darling?" Peter softened his voice as he grew concerned.

She shook her head as tears poured down her face, trying to get the picture of her lifeless mother out of her head, "She... she's dead!" "What? Who is dead?" He looked down at the broken girl who laid in his arms.

Anastasia's thoughts were moving too fast she couldn't comprehend was he was saying, she tried catching her breath, but nothing was working. This made her panic more, "She's dead because of me.."Peter noticed how she started panicking more. He wasn't sure what to do besides one thing. He lifted her chin up and pressed his lips against hers. Anastasia widened her eyes slightly but kissed back. Her breathing went steady as he pulled away. They stared into each other eyes.

"I'm sorry- I've read kissing helps with panic attacks." Peter spoke softly as he wiped her tears off her cheeks with his thumbs.

Anastasia blushed madly, "No it's fine.."

"Mhm." He pressed his lips together already missing the feeling of her lips, "Will you tell me what happened now?"

Anastasia took a deep breath, her eyes filling with tears again, "My mother...she passed away. My father found her in the house on the couch. She was probably drunk and on LSD..."

"I'm so sorry, darling." Peter's heart broke at the sight of his friend talking about her loss.

He turned her body around so he could properly hug her, pulling her onto his lap. She immediately wrapped her arms around his torso and buried her head into his chest and began crying. Peter rubbed Anastasia's back in a comforting way. She mumbled something against his chest, but he couldn't make out what She was saying.

He looked down at her with a confused look, "What, darling?"

"I said Papa is coming. I can hear him." Anastasia sniffled and looked up at him, "What do we do?"

He looked around the stall while thinking, "I suppose just lay in my arms and act hurt or tired. I'll just say you passed out."

"Yeah, that works." Anastasia nodded a little and loosened from his grip, standing up. He got up right after her and walked out of the stall.

Soon they both heard footsteps echoing down the hall. Peter was quick to pick her up bridal style before Papa and the guards entered the room.

"What is going on here? I've been wondering where you two have been all morning." Papa asked while looking at the two young adults.

Peter looked down at Anastasia then back at Papa, "Anastasia passed out while walking down this hallway so I brought her in here to put water on her face. It worked a couple of times, but now she's completely blacked out. I was just about to leave."

"Bring her to infirmary quickly-" Papa was cut off by Anastasia gasping for air once she realized if she went to the infirmary they would be caught lying.

Peter was quick to realize and tilted his head sideways, "Shall I bring her to her room?"

All Papa did was nod as he dismissed them. They let Peter walk out first and were close behind the two. Anastasia glanced up at him a couple of times before laying her head against his chest, relaxing into him. Peter's heart fluttered as she did so. A feeling he'd never felt before ran through his veins.

As they entered her room, the door shut behind them as he set her down. Anastasia sat on her bed and looked up at him.

"You can leave if you want. I'll probably stay in here until our shift."

Peter shook his head and sat down beside her, "You are not going in for our shift today, Anastasia. You should stay in bed until dinner."

"No. I'm not going to sit around and be sad, even though I want to, but I need to be here for the kids." Anastasia furrowed her eyebrows.

Once again he shook his head, "I will tell Papa you are not feeling well to make you stay in bed. Please."

"Peter, please. I don't want to lay around the rest of the day with her lifeless in my mind. I don't remember any of childhood anymore and I don't want that to be the last thing I see of my mother." Anastasia teared up slightly while looking down.

Peter sighed through his nose and lifted her chin to cup her face, "Are you sure? I can stay with you the rest of the day."

"Well after that comment no, but I'm sure. I promise if I need to leave I will, but I want to do things today." She brought her hands up and held onto his wrists.

He nodded and looked down at her lips, remembering the feeling of them on his, "Good. But at least take a nap before we go. We have about an hour."

"Fine." She sighed and let go of his wrists, pulling him down with her to lay down.

The two got tangled up together under her covers, enjoying each other's presence. Anastasia was first to fall asleep since she was listening to his heartbeat once again. It was something that comforted her in many ways. Meanwhile, Peter waited a bit before dozing off. He was conflicted about how he felt about Anastasia. On the other hand, he was finally pleased about where their comfort level was with each other.

AUTHORS NOTE:

HELP I GOT THE KISSING THING FROM TEEN WOLF BECAUSE OF LYDIA AND STILES- I just had to add that into this book LMFAO 

After volume 2 I will be updating a lot hopefully <3