I'm Here

chapter 29

I walked in quietly and walked to the bathroom. I took off all of the bloody clothing and put it in a trash bag. I put it in the trash can outside and walked back in. The dogs came running down the stairs. They were growling.
"Woah, " I whispered, "it's OK. It's just me."
They stopped and laid down.
"It's ok," I said, "no one will hurt her ever again. I promise."
They walked back up the stairs. I knew that's what they thought. They thought I was an intruder:that I was going to hurt Emma. It's just me though and everything is taken care of. For the gun I filled the sink with alcohol and put a gas mask on. I shut the door and stayed in. I took the bullets out of the gun and threw then away. I put the gun in the alcohol.
Emma pov
I woke up. There was a needle in my arm, my stomach was wrapped, all the excess blood was gone. I was full. Wow, I wasn't hungry. That's a first. I looked around but he was no where. I started to get worried.
"Aaron?" I coughed, "Aaron where are you?"
Lily stood up after Diesel and looked at me. Since I can't read their minds I thought he was hurt. I ripped the needle from my arm and started to stand up. My legs were wobbly and I was a bit unstable. Soon, I was able to move around slowly. It hurt but I didn't care. I walked to the door and opened it.
What was that smell?
It was strong. Almost like a gas leak, but it wasn't gas. I slowly walked down the stairs. It took quite a few minutes to get there but I did.
"Aaron?" I coughed again, "baby please where are you?"
The smell was coming from the bathroom. I knocked on the door and stepped back. It opened and he walked out quickly. He shut the door and threw a mask. I looked at it and he hugged me. It felt nice to be in his arms again. Finally.
"I missed you while you were sleeping," he whispered.
"I'm actually full," I chuckled, "that's a first."
He pulled away and smiled. I love his smile. He kissed my forehead.
"You should be laying down," he shook, "rest up. Get strong."
"I want to be with you," I said, "what's that smell?"
"I'll tell you later," he smiled.
I looked down and my hair fell over my face. He put his finger under my chin and lifted up. With the other hand he pushed the hair behind my ear.
"You'll hurt me if I tell you," he sighed.
"I want to know," I shook.
"I.." he stuttered, "I well...I um...I killed my um...my dad."
My eyes widened, "what?"
"He can't hurt you anymore," he sighed, "no more pain."
I closed my eyes, "what if you get caught?"
"I won't," he said, "I'm sure of it."