The bodyguard (Florence Pugh)

I love you more than anything.

Sam's POV:
3 months later

Everyone moved. Me, Florence, her family, Tracey, and even my mother. Tracey and my mom live in separate houses now, Tracey wanted to be closer to me and Florence so she moved a few streets over. No one wanted to stay. Florence on the other hand... was hesitant. I don't blame her, she didn't know who did it or what happened. Tracey and my mom are the only ones who know the people and there was no service in the cabin, the only way you'll get contacted is through a landline. Florence didn't even touch the landline after I returned. I haven't talked about it to Florence, I didn't know how to tell her. That was until she confronted me about it.

Flashback

"Sam. We need to talk" Florence came into the room and sat on the bed while talking quietly.

I was worried, horrified even, that all this was too much and she wanted to leave me.

"Yeah sure," I said turning toward her.

"I know this has been hard on you. It's been hard on all of us, but especially on you." She paused sighing.

"I think you should talk to someone about what happened" She placed a hand on my knee running it gently.

"I don't need a therapist. I'm fine. Nothing extreme happened" I smiled up at her.

"It doesn't have to be a professional. What about Tracey or your mom?" I looked up at her with the feeling of guilt clouding over my heart and brain.

"They already know," I said barely above a whisper, putting my head down.

"Oh," That's all she said. We sat in silence for a while. I could almost feel the disappointment radiating off of her.

"I'm sorry," I said breaking the silence.

"I should've talked about it with you. I just didn't know how to." I sighed.

"And I didn't want you to blame yourself. There was nothing we- you could do to stop it. In reality, it was my fault. I let things go too far. I was an idiot and I should've stopped things before they even happened. I'm sorry Florence-" She got up from the bed and walked out of the room.

"Florence, please. Come back. I'm sorry ok? I'm sorry." I ran out of the room after her. Tracey held me back while I watched her walk out the door. I fell to the ground crying.

"It's ok. She'll be back. Just give her some time. I should've told her as soon as I found out" Tracey said.

"I didn't even get a chance to tell her. S-she just walked out. This is a-all my fault" I cried harder into Tracey's chest.

"Let's get you back to your bed ok? Billie has been waiting a long time for your cuddles. We'll figure things out. Just get some rest for now ok?" Tracey said guiding me to the bed.

Tracey's POV:
Time skip

Florence walked through the door with bags filled with things in her hands.

"What the hell is your problem!? You can't just leave her like that" I raised my voice when she put the stuff down.

"I know. Ok? I know. She started to blame herself for all this. I couldn't just sit there and listen to that. I needed a minute." She sighed.

"Since when does a minute turn into two fucking hours?!" I walked up to her with my arms crossed.

"I felt bad for walking out. All I could hear was her crying for me to come back. It hurt. It broke my heart. I felt horrible for not turning around and walking back to her. So I went out and got some things for her." Florence walked over to the fridge and put some things in there.