Mialotte ❤️‍🩹

Oh Pretty Baby, I Wanna Carve You Out Of Stone

A/N - another short one but i miss mialotte and here we are

Mia's POV

I'm suddenly awoken and I'm not too sure why. Well, I wasn't sure, until I heard the heavy uneven breaths coming from the woman next to me. I turn to see Char clutching her chest, tears falling from her eyes. "Hey sweetheart, look at me, what's wrong?" I asked her. The younger woman did nothing other than shake her head, I take this as a sign that she's not ready to talk yet. I accept this, opting to calm her down first before I attempt to pry.

"Charlotte, look at me, give me your hands," I say this sternly but softly at the same time, whilst holding my hands out to her. Char's hands intertwine with mine and I use my thumbs to rub the back of them. "Listen to me, listen to my voice and my words okay?" I asserted, the only thing I want is for my sweetheart to be safe. She nods, her tears already beginning to slow. "Charlotte, focus on me, my words. Look at me baby, pay attention to me and only me. You're safe with me, no one and nothing can change that, I'm here and I promise you're safe."

I keep hold of her hands, squeezing them occasionally to remind her that I am here. Her breathing slows, her eyes fixed on mine. "That's it baby, slow breaths, in and out," I whisper, letting go of one hand to offer her a hug. She quickly falls into my embrace, letting go of my other hand as she does. I move my hand to her hair, combing through it with my hands. The tears come to a stop, replaced with the hums of comfort. I don't let go, I keep her close and safe.

"Ready to talk yet?" I ask. She shakes her head, struggling to speak. I hold her closer to me. "Sleep," her words are almost inaudible, "I'm scared." I realise what she's trying to say and my heart drops. "Aww baby, are you scared to go back to sleep?" She softly nods, and I pull her in tighter. "Come on sweetheart, I'm here, lie down, you're safe, I promise I'm here," I affirmed. I gently squeezed her, before bringing her back to lie down. My hands never leave her body, a constant reassurance of my presence and love. I hold her from behind, stroking her arm, and placing soft kisses on her back. I will do everything in my power to keep my sweetheart safe, I'd take away all her pain and fear and all the negatives just to keep her safe. "Mia," Charlotte begins. I hum in response. "Promise you'll never leave me."

The words stung a little, I never would. I know that she consciously knows that I won't, but right now I don't think she can tell herself that. It makes me wonder even more what her nightmare was about. "I promise that I will never ever in my life leave you Charlotte, I love you so much," I reply, putting as much emotion into my words as I can. The younger woman finally settles, mumbling a few words before she falls back asleep, "I love you too, Amelia."