Part 5

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Gem's pov-

I woke up to breathing in my ear and soft snores. I peak open my eyes and notice it's Lachlan still holding me in his arms. I try to slip away but he pulls me closer even though I don't think he realizes it.

"Lachlan." I whisper but he doesn't respond. I glance at the clock and see it's only 3 a.m. I decide just to let him sleep and I began to think ,which is where I went wrong. You shouldn't be alive. It's your fault their dead. Your a worthless piece of shit. Nobody wants you. They only keep you because they pitty you. My breath quickened at each word that swirled through my mind. As my breathing sped up, I began to shake and I could feel tears slip out of my eyes. I covered my mouth and nose to keep from waking anyone up, especially Lachlan who would see everything. You deserve everything that has ever happened to you. Your a loser. Your a freak. Your a waste of space. JUST DIE ALREADY! I let a squeak escape my lips and that was enough to wake him up. He didn't sit up he just stared at me, letting his eyes try to focus on me.

"Gem? Are you okay?" He asks, his voice raspy from just waking up (and not gonna lie, I like it). I dreaded answering him, I knew he would be able to hear the pain in my voice. I took a deep breath silently then answered "Yah I'm fine." As confidently as I could but it came out strangled and visibly painful. I felt the bed shift as he sat up to where he was beside me. He gently tucked the strands of stray hair behind my ear as he looked at my face in the dim light. He took in a sharp breath and I expected him to lash out somehow for some reason but he didn't, instead he hugged me, even kissed the top of my head and it all shocked me. I sat there for a moment as he hugged me just in shock.

"I know your not okay." Was all he said and it was enough to make me lose it. I broke down sobbing and he just rocked me back and fourth, softly shooshing me as he kept repeating "Your okay, please, your okay." I never show anyone this side of me, why was I showing him? I then shook the thoughts out if my mind.

I was at a loss for words. Nobody had ever cared enough for me to try and comfort me, let alone admit that my pain could be visibly seen. The thought of someone caring broke me for only a moment before it made me smile. He actually cares. I think Someone actually cares. We are basically complete strangers besides the few times we have talked to each other before and he already cares enough to see past my fake smile and lies straight to my heart ache.

I pull back from the hug and smile at him. I wrap my arms around his neck and peck his cheek. "Thank you Lachy." I whisper and he just gives a chuckle.

"For what?" He asks slightly amused and at the same time confused.

"Just..." I ponder through every word that could be used to help in this situation but can't find the perfect one. "Thank you."

I didn't notice until I look at him in the dim moonlight that streams through gaps my curtain, that my arms are still wrapped around the back of his neck. My cheeks heat up and I quickly remove my arms. His smile shines slightly from the pale light.

"Your welcome." He mutters sweetly. "You should really get back to sleep, we all have to wake up in another two hours or so." I nodd at him as I tuck a stray stand of hair behind my ear. He gets up off the bed while I lie back down and try to get comfortable but end up letting out a sigh of frustration.

"Lachy." I hiss but not meanly " Im not tired." He sighs frustrated.

"For crying out loud." He laughs and I just smile at the remark. "Count sheep."

I just laugh " Fuck counting sheep, play a game with me." I barely see him roll his eyes and smile as he looks around the room and at the ceiling to avoid eye contact. After a moment of this, his attention goes back to me, I smile inoccently.

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