I'm all yours (Gilbert X oc)

12. Not again

Gilbert's POV

-Tw . R@pe-

As I come out of the bedroom, I see Sebastian, sat at the table.

"Look who's finally done in there."

"You uhh, heard that then..."

"Yes Gilbert, I think the whole of Avonlea could have heard you."
"She really rocked your boat didn't she, Blythe."

"Uh yeah... she's pretty good" I say, not being able to contain a smile.

Right at this moment, Lia walks out of the bedroom,

"Why are you two so smiley?"

"Oh it's nothing" I say, giving Bash a stern look.

"I just told Gilbert what Delly told me she saw."

"And, uh- what was that?" Lia asks.

"She tells me you two were play-fighting. Isn't that right Delly?"

"Yep! And Auntie Lia was taking off uncle Gilbert's shirt to wash it."

"Is that so?" Bash says.

I quickly go back into the bedroom, I get my shirt and put a stain of ink on it, to help Delphine believe what we had told her. After all, she's only five

I bring out the shirt and show Sebastian, to play along. He and Lia both do so.

"See, ink spilled all over it!" I say.

"No... when Auntie Lia told me, she said it was sauce, not ink!"

"Are you sure Delly?" Lia asks

"Yep!"

"I must have muddled up my words when I told you then"

"Oh okay" and she goes back to her drawing.

Bash laughs and I smile. Lia tried not to but I can see it.

Lia's POV

"I'm going to pay a visit to Diana, she is my only other friend. And I want more info on Aunt Josephine's party"  I say to the two of them.

"Okay my love" Gilbert says with a smile.

"Bye my love" Bash mocks.

I laugh, kiss Gilbert goodbye and walk out the door.

I was down the path and get to the woods. Just as I was thinking over how my life has turned around since the day my dad died, I see the one person that makes me want to kill my self.

Mr fucking Philips.

I just keep walking hoping that he won't notice me.

"Idalia?"

My heart skips a beat.

'Fuck' I think. 'Why is he walking closer to me?'

"Idalia it is you! I was not expecting to see you walking alone in the evening."

"Well, I'm independent, sir." With emphasis on the 'independent' to give it more meaning.

"I'm not sure... where are you headed?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"I want to make sure you are safe"

"Of course. Because that's all you want. Not to rape me and then take advantage of me whenever you see me"

He straightens his back, surprised I just said the truth out loud.

"Look, I am sorry for what I have done in the past. I really want to help you find your way"