Angel In Disguise

eleven

abby's pov - november 27th

After I finished my shower I could still hear the water in Angel's room running and thank god for that. I feel so uneasy in this moment, I have no clue what she's going to say. I don't even know what I'm going to say. There's so much I want to talk about. When did things change? When did my hatred for her diminish? Did I ever even truly hate her?

The fact she didn't leave when she very well could have.. although winter is coming so she probably would've died out there. My chest tightens at the thought but she's here, safe. Still, she had full access to the keys for days and she stayed.

Just as I finish braiding my hair I hear her door creak open and she tiptoes towards the couch. I guess my time to think is cut short. Tying the string of my sweatpants I swiftly sit on the chair across from her, hoping she'll talk first.

And she does.

"Where did you go? It was freezing out there." She questions me while twirling the ends of her hair, something I've always enjoyed watching.

"A few miles from that cave is a cabin we use for storage so I kind of just lingered around there getting stuff set up for winter," I tell her while clearing my throat and scratching my neck. It honestly sounds stupid, I ran away and did what? Clean? Right.

"Oh.. well I was worried. Especially after what happened in town and when we got back. I don't understand Abby, you hate me don't you? That's why I'm still here." She looks at me with teary eyes. I can't help but suck in a breath because it's true. Why is she still here then?

"I'm an angry person Angelica. I have been since my father died," I look away for what I'm about to say. "I thought killing Joel would make the pain go away. I thought kidnapping and hurting you would solve the ache in my heart left by Ellie.. but it didn't."

"One day I woke up and didn't feel the need to have you here... at least for revenge. I woke up that day wanting you here because you make me happy." I look into her honey brown eyes and hope she feels my sincerity.

She lets out a laugh, "Then why continue to treat me like a slave? There have been times I thought we were getting along only for it to be wiped away." There she is pulling at my heart strings. "Abby, I can feel it. I wanted to ignore it at first but.. I can't. Does that make me a bad person? I don't even want to leave, I could have ran but I stayed. Because I wanted to." Angel drags her hands across her face and her body shakes slightly.

I knew it, she feels it to. What do we do now? No doubt Ellie is looking for her but I can't just keep her locked up here. Fuck. Dropping to my knees in front of her I cradle her body into my arms. What do I do?

"I don't know. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Angel. If I could take it back I would, I really would." I feel myself start to cry, this is all so fucked up and confusing.

How did we end up like this? I feel her grasps my face in her small hands, connecting our foreheads. I take a deep breath and can feel myself calm down. Was I crying? God I was. I was crying because of this sweet creature right in front of me.