Into your arms

Plan

Emilias Pov

I look at Leah with a hesitant face. I don't want to do this. I can't. While looking at her I think about how sweet she has been to me and how good of a person she is. She doesn't deserve this. I can't do this to her.

"I can't do this. I can't tell him. It feels so wrong. The only thing I kept wanting to do since I left him was to protect you. I can't throw you at him now." I say. I just can't write that message.

"Give me your phone and I do it. I don't want you to think that this is your fault. I'm throwing myself on him, it's not you doing it." Leah says and holds her hand out for me to give her my phone. It still feels wrong.

"What will you tell him?" I ask and hesitantly give her my phone.

"That I'll be going to training at 2 tomorrow." She says while typing. At least not today. I need a bit of time to mentally prepare for what will happen. I close my eyes because I can't watch how she sends that message.

"I know how hard this is but tomorrow evening we will be here and he will be gone. Forever. It will pay off, I promise." She says. Her words don't help me. I'm not sure if she is aware of how dangerous this actually is. She thinks she can fight him off but she can't. She has no idea what he is like that is why I wanted to go. My brain keeps replaying these moments when he was beating me and kicking me. I'm so scared of this happening to Leah. She is my everything and I wanted to protect her. Now I feel like I failed at that.

"Leah?"

"Yeah?"

"What is your plan? Like exactly?" I ask. I want to make sure that this isn't completely stupid and that there is a point in doing this. It all sounds like a ridiculous plan.

"He will take me and you will track my phone to see where he brings me. Then you will wait a bit before following us. Wait outside the house and call the police. You can't go into the house and he can't see you." She says.

"What if he throws your phone away?" I ask out of worry. Kidnappers often do that. Leah thinks for a moment.

"Do you remember that tracking thing I got for your key?"

"Yes." I nod. She got it for me because I always lost my keys.

"Do you still got it?"

"Yes." It's always at my keys.

"I will put it in my pocket." She says.

"Put it in your bra." I suggest instead. I want to be sure that it will arrive at his house.

"Really?"

"Yeah. I want to make sure." I say. I can't lose her. I wouldn't survive if she would be gone.

The rest of day is hard. I can't stop thinking about tomorrow and how this will end. Leah seems to be rather calm. I don't know how she does that. She feels so safe because she thinks she knows him but she doesn't. No one knows his real personality except for me.

In the evening I stand in front of the bathroom mirror. Leah is already waiting for me in bed. I look at myself. I look like a complete mess and that is how I feel. I failed at everything. I mainly failed at protecting Leah. I feel all the pain that Mark caused me and how it will take over Leah. I slowly lift up my shirt and look at the scars on my chest and stomach that he left. I hate them and knowing that the person who did this to me will be alone with Leah tomorrow is making my stomach twist. I keep standing still in front of the mirror and just stare at myself. This is what he made out of me. I don't want him to make this out of Leah as well.

"Are you okay?" I hear Leah coming in the bathroom. I probably took too long and she got worried. I turn my head at her and pull my shirt down again.

"You know what he did to me and still you are not scared of going there. How can you not be scared?" I ask. Leah comes over at me and stands behind me. She tightly wraps her arms around my waist and I hold on to her arm. It feels good to be in her arms.