"You know what? Everything....every bad thing that is happening to me is because of you and your lack of empathy and consideration. Always doing what you feel like in the moment. Not thinking about the pain you cause the people around you. Always so...
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Liam pov:
"I'm tired." I buried my face in Nyx's neck as he pressed the button on the elevator. We've been at this hospital practically all day, helping raise money for sick cancer kids.
I truly don't mind helping, especially because two important people in my life died from it. With the royal family promoting the charity, people are more open and likely to donate.
"Need a massage?" Nyx was teasing but serious at the same time. The minute the elevator opened I turned to our guards. "We will meet you downstairs."
Nyx pulled me inside and as it closed his arms moved to my shoulders. "Never had massage classes, forgive me if it's painful." He squeezed me, intentionally making it painful.
I hummed. "You're just making it worse." I pulled back and pressed the button on the elevator that leads to the garage. We were ten floors up so it'll probably take two or three minutes. I went back to Nyx and wrapped my arms around his waist. "When do you go back?" I asked, kissing his neck.
"I think two days, the merging is gonna eat up all my time."
"Well can you stay with me tonight?" I couldn't sleep last night because he wasn't next to me.
"Um sounds good to me." Nyx leaned back into my arms I enjoyed the feeling of his body against mine.
I went to kiss his neck when the elevator stopped, pushing us both to the wall. I'm not claustrophobic so the elevator stopping wasn't that big of a deal.
I let go of Nyx and pressed the help button. As soon as I pressed it, the lights turned off. I could feel myself start to panic.
I was holding on to the rails, shaking and hyperventilating when Nyx pulled his phone out and turned on his flashlight. "Liam." He walked towards me. "Liam, hey." Nyx tried touching me. "Liam, it's okay. We will get out soon."
"Don't! Don't to-touch me." I backed away from him. I backed myself in a corner. It was the only place I felt safe right now.
Images of Frank flooded through my head. He wore his gold brass knuckles on his right hand. Following Steven's orders, he hit me. He didn't stop even as I was bleeding. The force of his punches were enough to knock me breath out of me. I just want it to stop.
Nyx immediately stepped back to create the space I needed. He walked over to the elevator button and tried them but with no luck, he decided to yell for help. "Is anyone there?" his eyes moved back to me. "We need help!" Nyx became even more desperate. He walked over to me. "Someone is going to come and get us, in the meantime can you try to relax...please."
I shook my head. "I- I can't-" I sank to the floor. Images of Steven flashed through my mind. He'd never hit me, except from throwing me around from time to time. Yet, I feared him more than Frank.
Nyx ran over and kneeled in front of me. "What? Can calm you down? Please let me help you."
"I don't-" It's hot. I can't breathe. I can't stop shaking. I can't stop thinking of that night.
