3. free

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Katherine's POV

I finally felt free.

Dillon rescued me.

"Thank you." I broke the silence as we walked along the sand of the beach.

"For what?" Dillon smiled.

I love that smile.

"For not letting me do this alone. I couldn't be in that place for much longer. You're the one that helped me to stay sane through it all." I may sound a bit emotional right now but it was emotional for me.

I was happy.

I finally felt safe.

I finally felt at peace.

And it's all because I have this boy by my side.

He squeezed my hand in a gentle assuring way as we stopped just to the edge of the water, the waves washing up to our feet, warm from the evening sun and retreating to go overlap with the other gentle waves again.

"I'll always be with you Katherine. Through thick, through thin. I mean it and I'll always mean it as long as I'm alive. Even in the afterlife my soul would long to protect yours because you're precious and dear to me." He spoke.

Gosh I love him.

I couldn't help but to tear up a little.

Don't judge me. I'm an emotional person.

"And that's one of the many reasons I love you. You have gotten me through many tough times in life and encouraged me and gave me the push to keep going. You're an amazing person and an amazing husband my love. I couldn't ask for anything more than just being with you, having you in my life." I poked is chest at the 'you'.

The sunset brought out the pretty sea blue of his eyes. The sound of seagulls in the distance, waves crashing against the sure and kids laughing a little away from us as their parents watched them chase each other around filled the air.

"You're gonna make me cry now." Dillon chuckled as he looked towards the sunset, a shade of orange and pink mixing together in the clouds, to hide his tears from me.

I held his face. "You don't have to do that. It's okay to cry in front of me." I assured.

I brought his face back to mine and pressed my forehead to his.

"It's okay. We're okay." I sighed in relief.

It's been a while since it's felt like that.

Not because of him, just because of life.

Life is tough.

"You're right. We're here with each other now and that's all that matters. You don't ever have to go back to that hell hole. Now you can be with me and I'll always be gentle with you." He kissed my cheek.

I smiled.

Home is four walls to some people but for me it's Dillon.

Dillon felt like home more than any house that I've lived in.

I feel...free.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. I hope he could tell what I wanted to say but instead of using words I decided to speak with more than that; with an action that screams one thousand.

I pulled him in for a kiss and when he kissed back I melted in his arms.

I'm finally free.

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