I'll Fix You (EDITING)

Chapter 19

Ari's POV

Knock, knock

I already know who it is seeing as no one ever knocks before entering my room. John stays at his quarters which is just beside the gate so he is rarely ever in the house, but if he ever needs to speak to me he always knocks and waits for my reply before opening the door. That is something I am always grateful for, I am rarely ever given the privilege of privacy.

"Ariana?," He calls out.

"Yes John, is he here yet?" I know that's the possible reason for him being here.

"Yes he is." He says and I'm already heading towards the door, I pull it open "I guess I'll take you to him now, right?" He says a little smile forming on his face from him being caught off guard by my opening the door like that.

"Yes please." I say and he leads me down the stairs and to the living room where I guess he must have kept the guest.

I'd have to tell him not to do that again, I don't think anyone would appreciate me having any of my guests in the house, not that I have much of them anyway (I never have guests) but just to be on the safe side.

He walks me towards the couch where I see the said male sitting with his hands in his hair and head bent, he looks like he is shivering. John tells me he'll be outside the door and walks out before I can reply, not that I would have, I am already moving towards the figure.

His head snaps up before I get to him and he looks at me as I let out a surprised gasp,

"Eric?!" I move to kneel in front of him as I see his state.

His electric blue eyes looks out of focus even as he stares right at me, and the bags around his eyes makes him look more sick than sleep deprived, and he looks pale and scared, terrified.

"What ha-

"I can't go back." His voice sounds hoarse, like he has been doing a lot of shouting.

"Go back where, what happened to you?" I don't want to freak out, but his appearance, the look in his eyes and how desperate he sounds right now has my heart shattering. He looks broken.

"Just help me please, I can't stop them."

I know what his talking about, or at least I can tell from the way he is trying to hold down his hands from shaking, to his out of focus eyes, to his erratic breathing.

I hold on to both hands hoping to reduce the trembling, I guess he gets the idea as he gives me a small nod and squeezes a little. I pull him up from the couch while getting up from my position on the cold tiles as well to which he gives a questioning look while slowly following my movements.

"I-I'm taking you to my room, I-I don't want anyone else other than John seeing you here, otherwise, I'd get in serious trouble." I say and hope the lights don't make the heat that goes up to my face too prominent, he doesn't say anything but just gives a slight nod, which I'm grateful for.

Once we enter the room I can't help but feel very embarrassed by the size.  Though the room is clean and tidy it is very small with little space to move around and barely furnished, but him being in here just makes it look a lot more cramped up than usual. I've never had issues with the size before, but I can't help but think he might be uncomfortable as I remember that this is way too small compared to his mansion.

"I-I'm sorry if you're not comfortable with this b-but...uhm... I don't have anywhere else apart from this." I say while I try to stop myself from crying out of embarrassment.

"I don't care about that, please just..." He trails off and I'm snapped out of my embarrassment, this is the least of his concern right now. He needs to calm down, rest, and most importantly have a long night sleep I can tell he hasn't had that in a while.