The enemy

< Chapter 44 >

Kingston's pov:

She may not want to talk right now and that's fine. But I want to talk to her.

I slowly walked over to her and took a place on the bed beside her, I expected her to tell me to fuck off and get out, but she didn't and she didn't even seem to have a single care in the world that I was sat so close to her.

"Don't say it." She spoke before I even got to get my words out.

"Don't say what?" I asked, confused on what she thinks I'm going to say.

She then proceeded to give me a 'don't act dumb' look and I became even more confused.

When she realised I was waiting for her to carry on, she continued, "That I'm weak. That I'm dramatic. That I deserved it." She scoffed, looking down at her hands.

"Why would I say that?" I questioned, fair enough we're known for being enemies and saying anything to belittle one another, but this time, it's different. I want to be careful with what I say to her.

"Why wouldn't you?" She chuckled a little to herself before continuing once again, "You heard everything which means you heard some fucked up shit about my past, in which you can use against me at any point." She avoided eye contact by playing with her fingers and my guess was that she had tears welled up in her eyes and was afraid that if she looked at me, she'd break.

"I'm not going to use anything against you, doll." I spoke in a soft voice, trying to sound comforting although I don't know how well it's working.

A few seconds after I finished my sentence, my guess turned out to be right as she looked up at me with glossy eyes, her tears threatening to fall.

I've never been one to comfort people, quite frankly because I don't know how to, but right now, for her, I'm trying my best.

"Why not? Why wouldn't you take advantage you very clearly have and use it?" She questioned, sounding quite shocked to hear my responses.

"I wouldn't do that because you've already been through enough and it wasn't your fault and you didn't deserve it. Yes, I'm aware I don't know the exact situations you were put in but I know it wasn't your fault, so don't blame yourself for it, doll." She tried to interrupt but I didn't let her, carrying on with my speech, "and don't bother trying to deny the fact that you don't blame yourself because I know you do, I see it in the way you act, the way you carry yourself and the way you shut everyone out when your hurting. I see you, doll."

Never once in my life did I expect those words to ever fall from my mouth, and especially not to River. I didn't even know I was capable of comforting someone like that, but here I am, comforting the person I never expected to be here with me right now.

She met eye contact with me once again as a single tear slipped from her eye.

"Thank you." She whispered, giving me a faint smile.

I nodded and after a few silent moments, I decided it was best if I leave her to have her own time and peace for a little while.

Of course, the room needs a deep clean before she can properly relax and we'll get that sorted whilst she gets a hot, relaxing bath.