Agreement's

Gone.

                                      Seth
         "I'm scared" I pull her head to my chest. I fucking hate seeing her cry "It's okay, she's gonna be okay" is the only thing I can say.

I don't know what to say in this situation, and I for sure can't comfort someone for shit, but I'll try just for her.

She lifts her head up "And what if she's not gonna be okay?"

She's got me asking the same question.

"She is." Is all I can fucking say, I suck at this.

Ayla called me to be with her and comfort her and if it didn't make me all giddy I would be fucking lying. But the only time she actually needs me I can't mutter up a few other words than "she is." im failing both her and myself.

Her breathing is starting to slow down. We're still on the counter after I put her here. It was silent for a few minutes, I just kept holding her to calm her down until I bro the silence. "Wanna go watch a movie now?" She looks at me her eyes red and getting puffy. Fuck.

She nods. I would tell her we can sleep but I know she would keep thinking about her mother and she would cry more, so watching a movie would get things off her mind.

And I'm sure a movie would comfort her better than me. She doesn't deserve what's happening to her or what has happened to her, she deserves everything great. She deserves the world. And I'll make sure to give it to her before anyone else.

I help her off the counter heading to the living room.

We we're watching a movie, I had let her pick and she chose - 'Mama Mia' I was laying down with one arm behind my head and she was on top of me, I had my other arm on her back.

After an hour almost two hours the movie was finally over, There was so much singing I was getting Pissed off, but just stood quiet for Aylas sake. "Do you want to watch another movie?" I asked, but I didn't get a response back "Ayla?"

I moved a little, pretty sure she fell asleep on me. But when I moved she just tightened her grip around my torso.

"Ayla, baby" I said rubbing the back of her head trying to ease her a wake, a little at least so I can get up and carry her to our room. "Love" she hummed "Let's go to bed" she just shook her head. Well fuck. 

She doesn't want to get up and I don't want to get up, one because what if I hurt her, and two I kinda like her on top of me. I should let her be top more often.

I get up at an angle where I won't hurt her and where I can pick her up. I pick her up bridal style, and she puts her hands around my neck and shoving her head against my chest and I just held her tighter. She makes my heart rate faster and I don't fucking know why, she almost makes me nervous. Fuck that, she does make me nervous.

I never know what she's going to do or plan next but she's always surprises me with what she can get away with. She doesn't fear me and it's almost like I fear her.

She doesn't deserve half the shit I've done or said to her, but yet she still called me tonight and said she needed me.

She doesn't know what she does to me. She doesn't know how much she impacts me and my feelings for her. And I almost hate her for it, but that hate just turns into love.

I look down at her and she still has her head against my chest making me smirk. The smell of her sweet sent making everything eles in the world invisible was what I craved.

We made it upstairs, I set her down on the bed gently and covering her with the bed sheets so she won't be cold.

I needed to take a shower. I was debating on taking a shower or just lay with her for the rest of the night, but I really needed this shower I needed to cool off and take a couple things off my mind.

I didn't know what to think or how to feel towards her, I just know what I wanted and when I want something I always get it no matter what.

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After my shower I heard a phone ringing but it wasn't mine. Ayla.

I wrap my towel around my torso covering my bottom half so I can go get Ayla's phone since she was asleep.

I walk to her side getting her phone from the nightstand. And I don't know how she didn't wake up because the ring tone was blaring it was so loud and obnoxious.

I looked at the contact name, but there was no contact it was a random number. "Ayla?" I heard the person on the other side of the phone say. The voice was deep and scratchy then it hit me who it was "Jason?" Why was Ayla's dad calling her right now while using a different number? Was it about her mother?

"Listen Seth, I need to talk to my daughter" he said sounding serious. "She's sleeping" I say wanting to hang up, but I know he called because of Karla.

"Tell her that her mother is gone." My heart sank into my stomach.

I told her everything was going to be okay. Not only that but now I'll have to be the person to tell her that her mother is gone the only person that was there for Ayla when she was dealing with her brother. How will I tell her? Should I?

"Are you sure?" I ask hoping it was just a false alarm or something that wasn't a big deal.

"Yes I'm fucking sure." he said sternly.

I don't know the relationship between Ayla's mother and father, but he sounded like he was about to choke up his words. He sounded a little drunk and not right in the head mentally.

He hung up.

I held the phone tighter until it hurt my hand. I wanted to slam it but Ayla is sleeping, and I don't think I wanna wake her up because if I do I have to tell her about her mother. Well I have to tell her either way but not right now I'm not ready.

I go back in the bathroom putting clothes on, and overthinking how I'm gonna tell Ayla in the morning or some time tomorrow.

I head to my side of the bed turning off the light and going under the covers. I feel Ayla lift her head bit "where were you?" She says with her groggy sleepy voice. I look at her and let my eyes adjust to the darkness.

I see her rub her eyes looking at me "I went to take a shower love" I see her smile a little and come close to me putting her head in the nook of my neck. "I missed you" she said. I was only gone for 30 minutes and she missed me.

I grab her putting her more close to my body if it's possible. "Good night love."

No words for this chapter but, how Can Aylas life get anymore interesting if that's the right word..