Cara

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Cara

"Baby, please, tell me it's you." Jack pleads and I can see the pain in his face. I try to speak but it hurts, probably from when Dan Harris kicked me.

I reach my hands out to him and he pulls me into his arms. He rests me on his lap as he rocks me back and forth while he cries.

"My moonflower," He kisses my cheeks. I groan at the pain in my stomach. His eyes widen. "What, baby, what is it?"

I point at my stomach and he lifts my shirt. Grimacing he puts it back down and kisses my head. He lifts me in his arms and takes me back up the stairs.

"Close your eyes, moonflower, I don't want you to see this." I nod and close my eyes, clutching my stomach.

"Okay, baby, your parents are right there but keep your eyes shut." He says and I can feel the warmth in the air. The sun on my skin. The soft breeze.

"Cara!" I hear my mom yell. I feel myself being placed on the ground, but Jack's hands are still on my waist. It's like he doesn't want to let go, as if when he does I'll disappear from his grasp.

"Open your eyes, moon." Jack says. That's when I see police everywhere, a man, Dan Harris being arrested. My parents and siblings making their way over to me.

"Cara." My mom and Dad engulf me in a warm embrace, I start sobbing in their arms, Laney and Cam run over and hug my legs.

"You're safe now," My Dad whispers. "God brought you back to us. Home. You're home."

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I wake up in a hospital bed, my parents, Jack, Laney and Cam all sitting here. Jack is awake and everyone is sleeping.

"My moonflower," He whispers and kisses my cheek. "So beautiful even in a hospital bed all disheveled. So pretty."

I scoot over and motion for him to sit next to me. He pulls me into a hug and he starts sobbing on my shoulder.

"Oh, Cara." Emma walks in, her blond hair in a messy bun, her eyes red. She walks over to me and shakily wraps her arms around me.

"Hi, Em." She sobs into my shirt along with Jack. Then here comes Sam. Here we go. He looks sad but knowing him he'll pretend he's not.

"Hey Cara wanna hear a pick up line?" He asks and I nod with a smile. He makes a dramatic preparation by using hand motions.

"Are you a book?" He says with a goofy smile. I nod going along with however this is going to end. He stifles a snicker by turning away for a second.

"Because I could read you all day." I nod with an amused expression. I hold up ten fingers indicating a ten out of ten score. He pumps his arm in victory and bear hugs all of us.

"Guess who that line worked on." Sam says giggling as he pokes Emma's side. My eyes widen and a smile forms on my face.

"Oh my gosh you two are together," I do my own victory arm pump and hug Emma with a squeal. "Makes sense. You two are perfect."

She looks up at me, teary eyed, with a smile. Always a smile, always optimistic, she runs her hand through his red hair. I just realized how quiet Jack is right now.

My heart literally melts. He fell asleep in the crook of my neck, his arm hung around my waist, one of his legs rested on mine.

"This is priceless," Sam says taking out his phone and taking a picture of Jack sleeping. "I'm so using this for blackmail!"

"You're ridiculous," Emma laughs. "But I think we better go. Let them have some alone time. And Cara's family just left, too, so."

He nods and gives me one more hug. Emma looks at me once more and kisses my head. "I love you, best friend."

"I love you more." And they leave. Jack moves a little nuzzling into my neck, subconsciously wrapping both arms around me.

After sleeping for a few more minutes he wakes up. He smiles when I stroke his hair and he looks up at me, eyes heavy lidded.

"Tell me a secret." He whispers. I look down at him and think for a moment. And then the perfect thing comes to mind.

"I'm writing a book." He looks up at me and smiles, then laying his head back down. He squeezes me once.

"Of course you are. You're amazing," He looks up at me again and strokes my cheek. "What's something you've never told anyone before?"

"Brad used to hit me," He freezes and looks at me with a dark gaze. "He would pretend it was a best friend thing until he started pushing me and punching."

"Baby, why didn't you tell me. Moonflower, you could've gotten seriously hurt." He sits up and runs his hands through his hair.

"I didn't tell anyone at all. Still haven't until now. Emma is the only one who knew but I made her swear not to tell. It finally stopped when he left after telling me he loved me that day in the park."

"Sweetheart," He sighs. "You can't just— okay I understand. It's just when I told about when my Dad was hurting me when I was a kid, it was stopped."

"I know. Speaking of your Dad— how do you feel that it was him who kidnapped me and hurt me?" I ask gently.

"I want to kill him. I want him to suffer for what he did to you but a part of me is sad that he hates me that much. So much he'd take away someone who makes me so happy. But after court we can let it all go. Let everything go."

"Tell me something happy," I say and look at him. "Tell me something exciting." He smiles and sighs.

"Emma wrote a song and I think you can use it for your solo at dance. I mean I know it's not my choice but I know you. Wanna hear?" He asks and I nod vigorously.

He plays the song and tears fall down my cheeks. She wrote a song about me and her, our friendship. This is the song I've been looking for.

"This is it," I whisper and he wipes my tears, smiling. "This is what I've been looking for all this time."

"I know sweetheart, I know." He kisses my lips softly. He pulls away slightly but leans back in. His mouth devours mine. You can tell he's missed this, missed us, missed me.

"I love you." He whispers and I look at him for a moment. My eyes search his and I lean in once more placing a soft kiss on his lips.

"I love you, too." I say and I've never seen him smile so big. He kisses me again and hugs me so tight. So tight I know he'll never let go.

Authors note:
NOT EDITED KEEP RUDE COMMENTS TO YOURSELF, please."

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