Alorah

Part 19

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''Don't forget to cover your wrists and face as much as you can, Alorah'' Emerson says while adjusting my t-shirt at my wrists ''it's the first time I'll tell you that but keep your head low as much as you can''

His eyes stare into mine and I'm sure he noticed the little tear who betrayed me and who left my eye without permission. He follows it with his gaze before gently wiping it away

His eyes soften and he slowly brings his hand closer to my face. He's so gentle so he does not scared me it almost make me want to tears up even more

I can feel the guilt running all over his body and entering his soul, I want to grab it and burn it with my own hands so he doesn't feel like this.

He thinks it's his fault what happened yesterday but I don't blame him at all. It wasn't his responsibility to make sure that I took the bag upstairs with me, it was mine. He helped me when I was out and I had to watch and be careful once I got home and I wasn't

He's the first person who helped me, it takes over the thought of it being his fault if it ever was in the first place.

I feel his hand resting on the back of my head and he drops a sweet kiss on my forehead ''you'll be okay, sunshine'' he whispers against my forehead ''I'll walk you to your first class and then your friends will watch over you, like they always do but if you need me or Nelly, we're not far away'' he says now looking into my eyes ''you call and we come''

I nod my head and offer him my first smile since yesterday ''thank you''

He lowers his hand to my back and lead me toward his car. Him and Nelly had spend their night taking care of me, they took care of my wounds and my bruises while trying to keep me quiet so he doesn't come back.

They know he'll never hurt them but they didn't wanted me to be hurt again even if at that time, I wouldn't have felt anything because of how low of emotions I was, everything became too much and I had to protect myself, my feelings from what can possibly happen after

Nelly was the last person who wanted to leave me this morning, she held me all night and didn't wanted to let me go but she had to because of her training. She knews Emerson wouldn't do anything to me other than keeping taking care of me but i'm her little sister and she needed to have an eye on me

After what happened last year, after she was able to put the pain aside while thinking about everything that had happened and after she understood that I couldn't have done anything to prevent us to be hit by the truck, she didn't left my side. She was the only one who stayed during the days and the nights beside my hospital bed, sitting on the most uncomfortable chair you could think of

When I asked her why she left the comfort of her bed and the delicious cooking of mom to stay with me, she simply looked in my eyes, as if she was trying to see if there was something left in them. She offered me a soft and pained smile, her hand squeezed mine harder and she said "you're my sister, my little one. You're not able to protect yourself right now, you're not in a good shape for that so It's my job to protect you until you're back on your feet"

And she did, she still does actually..

In less than five minutes we're parked in the parking lots of our school and for the first time, I really wished that my school were further away today. I'm not ready to meet people right now, I'm not ready to face students like other days. I'm just ready to spend the rest of my life under the covers

Em hands me sunglasses and waits for me to put them on. I take them in my hands and stare at it. I started to hate sunglasses last year, when it was the first time that i had to wear it for other reasons than to protect me from the sun.