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Waking up with Hayven in my arms is how I want to wake up every morning

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Waking up with Hayven in my arms is how I want to wake up every morning.

Her small body is snuggled close to my chest and my arms wrapped around her tiny waist.

When she showed up at my door step the last night a part of me was thrilled to see her again after what happened between but another part of me was son angry and wanted to kill whatever made her cry.

She stirs a little and her nose twitches which lets me know she's waking up.

Whenever we would spend the night together I learned over time that that was her tell if she would be waking soon.

I learned other things as well.

Like how she bites the left corner of her lip and bounces her leg hard enough to shake the table when's she's nervous or anxious.

Or how captain crunch is her comfort food.

And I also know that she doesn't cry over nothing.

Anger creeped up my spine and threatened its way out of me as I clenched my fist shut.

I push the anger down and focus on the beautiful, now awake girl in front of me.

"Good morning ma belle." I smiled as she stretched her arms and legs out.

"Good morning." She smiled back and faced me fully. "I'm gonna go get in the shower."

Just as she was about to get up I grab her arm and pull her back down next to me ignoring the feeling of touching her soft skin.

"Not so fast, what happened last night? I've only seen you cry once and that was because all your captain crunch was gone."

"Nothing. I was just hormonal from my period." She smiled but I could tell it was fake.

"I know you ma belle. And I think you forget that sometimes but I do know you. So I'm gonna ask you one more time. Why. Were. You Crying?"

Tears filled her caramel brown eyes as she spoke, "My m-mother's boyfriend has been uh..." She wipes a tear a stray tear away as she stops.

"Had been what?" A feeling of unease fills my gut as I prompt her to continue.

"He hits me occasionally and says some stuff." She says softly under her breath.

If I thought the unease was bad before I was wrong. My stomach drops and my heart beats so fast I think it might spring out of my chest.

"He what!? I'm going to kill that fucker." I go to jump out of bed when a hand pulls me back down.

"No... don't do that, I couldn't live with my myself if something happened to you because of me." She sniffs.

She's so damn adorable.

Focus!

"I don't give a damn. That fucker dared to touch what's mine." I gritted out through clenched teeth.

"It's fine." The corner of her lips tilt up a little but a smile doesn't form.

"It's no-." She cuts me off, "Before you say it's not fine, let me finish my story." She places a hand on my cheek and strokes it a little.

I rest back down as a why if saying Im listening and she continues.

"I was planning to go to my friends house for our weekly sleepover when he stopped me. He uh smacked me a couple times and called me whore. He thought I was going to go meet a boy and I quote 'suck him off.'" She sniffled again as tears streamed down her gorgeous face.

"Then he said no one would ever love me and I dressed like a slut." More and more tears poured down her face and my heart breaks even more.

"He did it all the time. Hit me and call me a slut or whore I mean. But this time when he said no one would ever love me, something inside me snapped and I just ran out of the house." She paused.

"But as I was walking I felt someone following me. Like a dark shadow. But I was too scared to look behind me so I just sped walked to your house and knocked on your door." A sob ripped through her throat and pierced the air around us.

I took her in my arms and stroked her hair like the night before. "It's okay. Your safe now ma belle."

-

A ding from my phone woke me up.

I grabbed my phone from the nightstand once I checked to make sure Hayven was still asleep.

UNKNOWN: Looks like you couldn't protect your belle like you thought you. But that's the least of your worries when it comes to protecting her.

Until then, Silas
Unknown.

Who the fuck was this.

And how did they know that I called her ma belle.

But most importantly what do they mean thats the least of my worries when it comes to protecting her.

AUTHORS NOTE

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