Wicked Games

25 - Eliana

Chapter Twenty-Five | Eliana

Tears threaten to spill out of my eyes, and frustration begins to seep in. I have no idea who I'm looking at right now, but it certainly isn't Reid Warner. But I need to push down any anger and frustration I have and remember what he's going through.

His breathing is heavy and his eyes pierce into my soul setting my blood on fire.

"We'll try again in the morning," I whisper, and take a step back ready to leave, but Reid grabs a hold of my hand, his face becoming panicked again. "We'll try again in the morning," I repeat myself and pull my hand out of his hold, eventually making it out of the bathroom.

I head toward his door, but he gets there quicker than I do, pressing himself against it to stop me from leaving.

"Where are you going?" He questions me, his eyes alternating between myself and the bed behind me. "This is your room. I have the nightlights. H-Here!" He rushes over to the switch on the wall, and frantically turns every single one on until about twenty butterflies are projected onto the wall and ceiling.

My eyes clench shut. I feel like I've just experienced whiplash. One second Reid is all stubborn and hard-headed about taking the medication, and now he's scared and frantic, trying to make me stay. "Reid," I whisper his name, but he doesn't hear me over his frantic movements. "Reid," I say his name a little louder and his muscular body tenses, and he slowly turns his head to look at me.

There's a sharp pain in my chest right now as I watch him fall apart. And I know he's just as frustrated as I am. I know deep within, part of him wants to take those pills but something else is blocking him from being able to do so.

"Don't leave me, please." He quietly pleads, and I let out a defeated sigh and slip my boots off.

I tell him to get out of his damp clothes, and hand him some fresh pyjama bottoms. I flick back his side of the duvet, and watch him climb into the bed, resting his head against the pillow, and I can't help but reach forward and run my fingers through his soft, wavy hair. I decide to place myself on top of the covers and rest my back against the headboard.

"W-What are you doing?" He frowns, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Go to sleep, Reid." My voice cracks and I begin to stroke his hair until his eyes start to flutter closed.

"I love you, butterfly." He mumbles, slowly falling into a deep slumber, and I bite my trembling lip, placing a kiss on top of his head before carefully climbing off the bed, and exiting his bedroom.

The moment I've closed the door, I cover my mouth to muffle the sob that escapes it and clench my eyes shut.

"Ana?" River's voice enters my ear, and I can see the concern written all over her pretty face. I can't help but rush toward her and throw my arms around her body as I sob into her neck, and she doesn't hesitate to wrap her arms around me, stroking my back, whispering that everything is going to be okay. But will it?

The longer Reid doesn't take his medication, the worse this will all get. I have to make him take his pills.

"Can I stay with you tonight?" I croak and River nods her head, grabs my hand, and leads me toward her bedroom. I'm surprised to see Elena in her room when I enter, but I choose not to question it, and take a quick shower which turns into a twenty-minute crying fest and when I walk out, my face is all puffy from the tears I cried out.

"Have you sorted Reid out?" Elena questions, lying on top of River's bed. I shake my head and lie next to her, and she wraps her arms around me. "He's an idiot."