《His weakness ; Her strength》

The Man at the Door

Hunters POV:
I woke up that next morning to Davina still resting in my arms. I dont think I'll ever get tired of her. She makes me feel something, something indescribable, something that has become an addiction, something i never want to stop feeling, something that brings a light to my darkness. I don't ever want to let go of her. I want to give her everything, she deserves it all. I picked up my phone and decided to buy her some stuff for her room and life here, since she wasn't allowed to bring anything from her fathers house. God how I hate her father, I would strangle him if it wouldn't upset her. That’s how selfless she is, even though her father is a disgusting cruel man, she still loves him and sees some good in him, but she is also real with herself and doesnt let herself trust him because she still knows who he is. I love how she does that. She sees the brighter side of things and people but also doesn't let herself think that people are what they aren't. I love how she is independent in her own way. I picked her out some clothes but not too much cause i wanted her to have a say in that. I picked her out some nice jewelry, hair tools, and even some stuffed animals that I had seen her looking at before. I got her a mirror, a bed set, a vanity, a jewelry box, a lamp, LED lights, curtains, and light gray paint for her room since I knew she didn't like the black walls. I ordered everything and made sure i paid for the fastest shipping possible so that she would have it sooner rather than later. It said it would be in tomorrow, meaning that i am gonna have to figure out a way to keep her out of the house all day tomorrow. I lost track of thought when I started hearing her stomach making some really weird noises. I tried to hold in my laugh so I didn't wake her up. I figured that she would enjoy some breakfast so I slowly slid her off my body and went downstairs to make her a nice breakfast. A sunny side up egg, 2 pieces of toast, a fruit bowl, and a glass of water because I know she doesn't like to drink anything with flavor in the morning unless it's cereal. I went into Sarah's room to wake her up after she got to sleep in since me and Davina both did. I rub her back as usual and she sits up and gives me a big cozy hug. I carry her out to the kitchen and sit her in front of her plate which is a smaller version of what davina got. “Is Davina coming down?” Sarah questioned, sounding disappointed. “Yeah I'm gonna go wake her up right now so just stay here for a minute.” I reassure her and she nods back while stuffing her face like a cute chipmunk. I walk up stairs and slowly open up the bedroom door. I lay behind her on the bed and wrap my arms around her waist and kiss the back of her head. I continue kissing her all over her face and whisper to her “I'm gonna keep on kissing you until you wake up” she smiles, still asleep she whispers back “then I guess you're gonna have to keep on kissing me because I'm not gonna wake up.” I smile into a kiss on her lips and reply with a soft “Ok.” and I continue to plant kisses from her face to her shoulders to her head. Sarah runs upstairs and I immediately turn my head toward her and Davina sits up in the bed. “What's wrong baby?” I asked Sarah softly. “There is a man at the door.” she says shakily. I quickly walk downstairs and grab my gun and place it in my waistband so it's unseen over my shirt. I opened the door to see a man with what looked like his son. Davina comes from behind me looking terrified. Her voice cracks as she mumbles in the awkward silence “dad?”