Betrayed and Broken

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***TRIGGER WARNING ***

Skylar's POV
It's been a month since Haze and I escaped our hell on earth. I have nightmares every night. My family has tried to console me, but I can't let them touch me yet. I back myself into a corner and cry. My mom started calling Haze, and he came and picked me up out of the corner and laid me down in bed. He rubs my head and talks to me, and takes care of me just like he did in that basement. I know we were there for two weeks, but it felt like a lifetime.

Haze eventually brought an air mattress over. He sleeps next to my bed. I noticed he has been having nightmares, too. I've tried asking him about them, but he just says he is fine, then he changes the subject. I can see the exhaustion on his face and in the way he has been carrying himself lately. I've decided that tonight we are going to talk. I know that before this happened to us, we were not on speaking terms. Hell, I hated him. I was the last person he wanted to talk to, and he was the last person I wanted to console me. We are not the best of friends, but we are friends now. I appreciate everything he has done for me, like getting beaten to try and save me or taking care of my wounds, and even now helping me through my nightmares. I'm going to let him know how much I appreciate him and try and get him to open up to me.

I had ordered a pizza and grabbed a few cokes. I am sitting on my bed, waiting for Haze to come over. I hear the light knock on my door. "Come in, Haze. You know you don't have to knock, " I said as he walked in. "I know, but what if you weren't dressed? I don't want to walk in and make you feel uncomfortable, " he replied. "I always make sure I've showered and dressed well before you get here, so that won't happen," I replied. "Ok," he says as he sits on my bed. "What's this?" he asked, pointing to the pizza. "It's dinner," I replied. "Can I take a shower before we eat?" he asked. "Of course," I replied with a smile. He got up and walked into the bathroom. I had already put a towel and his clothes in the bathroom for him.

While he is in the shower, I realized I had forgotten paper towels, so I ran to the kitchen and grabbed some. "Hey, sweetie, you didn't come down from dinner," Mom said as she walked into the kitchen. She made sure not to get too close to me. "I know I ordered pizza for Haze and I. I'm going to try and talk to him tonight, "I stated. She gave me a knowing look. She knows Haze has nightmares, too, and that he won't talk to anyone about it. "Good luck, sweetie. I hope he opens up to you. He really needs it, " she said before. She blew me a kiss and walked out. I went back to my room and waited on Haze to finish his shower.

Haze walks out of the bathroom and sits on my bed. "So, what's up?" he asked. "What do you mean?" I asked in return. "I'm not stupid. Sky, you ordered a pizza and brought us some cokes. So again, what's going on?" he asked. "Haze, I just want to talk. I can't talk to anyone else about what happened, and I need to talk about it. Maybe it will help me," I replied. "And maybe I'll talk to you in return?" he asked. "I mean, I hope so, but I won't ever make you talk about it. I won't make you relive what happened if you can't, but I wish you would talk to me or someone, " I said as I felt a tear run down my cheek.

Haze wiped the tear from my cheek. "Why are you crying?" he asked. "Because Haze, you have helped me in so many ways. You were beaten every day trying to help me, you cared for my wounds, you saved me, and now you're helping me with my nightmares, but Haze, who is helping you? How are you dealing with everything? It breaks my heart to know you are suffering because of me. Thank the goddess that I have you to help me, but who do you have? I want to help you like you help me. I appreciate everything you have done and are doing for me. You have helped me more than you will ever know. I want to be for you what you are for me, "I stated.

"Will it help you if I talk about it?" he asked. "It's not to help me. Haze, it's to help you, "I reply. "I don't need any help," he said as he took a piece of pizza and started eating it. "Haze, we all need help sometimes, whether we want to admit it or not. I know you're an alpha, and I don't think you need help, but you do. It doesn't make you any less of an alpha. No other alpha has been through this. This wasn't covered in your alpha training, "I stated. "You're not going to drop this. Are you?" he asked with a defeated look. "Haze, don't look at me like that. I'm not trying to be a bitch; I just want to help you. Please let me help you, " I said as I started to cry.