𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝟓 || 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧

CHAPTER 40: 𓆩⟡𓆪

CW: Explicit sexual content
Note: I know you guys have been waiting for this one.. *wink*
Also sorry only one chapter update today cause of my mini hiatus D:

I catch her before she falls to the ground. Immediately, I regret everything I said to her, and my heart is beating so fast it's hard to breathe.

Please be okay.

"Shit! Liz, what happened?" Hugh asks, concern laced in his tone as he rushes up to me.

I grunt softly, "She passed out, Hugh. Christ. Help me take her up to your room." I tell him, pressing my nose into her ginger hair afterwards. It's gotten so thin.

He nods and holds his arms out, as if to take her completely away from me. No fucking way.

I give him a scowl, "Grab her legs." I mutter, and he obeys.

We carry her up the stairs to his bedroom, where we gently lay her on his bed.

I move her hair out of her face, subtly checking to see if she's breathing. She is. Thank Jesus.

My girl looks so peaceful sleeping, I almost want to crawl into bed beside her and cradle her close. If only Hugh wasn't here...

"Go fix up something edible in the kitchen, please. Nothing that's going to make her sick. Just something small, like fruit, so we don't scare her." I mutter.

He gives me a wary look, "And what are you going to do..?"

"I'm going to help her shower when she wakes. She needs it to cool her down, regulate her emotions."

"Ah.. okay. Well, I'll be waiting downstairs."

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After that fucker leaves, I take some clothes from his closet that should be comfortable for her.

I just choose a big t-shirt with some boxers. Boxers are pretty comfortable, you know.

She stirs from her sleep as I gather up things, like a towel and the clothes.

She squints at me, letting out a soft grumble.

"Shh, shh.. let's get you showered, okay?" I murmur, shifting the items to hang on one arm to caress her face with my free one.

Her eyes flutter shut and she nods, earning a soft smile from me.

I walk away to get everything settled in the bathroom first before I come back to the bedroom.

I shift her around, sitting her up first before helping her get off the bed. She doesn't fight me at all. I hold her gently as we walk to the bathroom, then I close the door behind us and lock it.

I then help her undress, firstly unzipping my jacket and taking it off of her. "I noticed this, by the way." I murmur. Her cheeks go pink. I grin, "Did you wear it on purpose?"

She nods as I get down on my knees, pulling her shorts and knickers down her legs. "I found it sometime ago. It made me think of you."

I hum softly in response, slowly rising back up to full height. I gaze into her eyes as I grab the ends of her top, bunching it up in my fists.

I make direct eye contact with her as I peel the fabric off of her body. Her skin is so warm, I almost want to pepper kisses all over her.

I toss the shirt to the side, leaving her in only her bra now. But my thoughts aren't lustful. I'm still angry she had let it get this far.

"I'm still mad," I murmur as I unclip her bra. The garment loosens on her shoulders and stops supporting her breasts.

"I know," She answers, her voice just as hushed.