Unforgivable: Calum Hood Fanfiction

Broken

I'm your guardian angel.

The words ring through my head as I follow you to the interrogation room. Guardian angel... I'm your guardian angel.

I had avoided looking at you since we entered the room, afraid I would break down from seeing you in such a state. After what felt like hours, I finally turned my head. You sat in a fetal position on the hard wood chair, unshed tears glistening in your bloodshot eyes that were now void of emotion. If it weren't for the situation, I would comment on how absolutely adorable you looked, but considering what just happened, I didn't find this one bit adorable. I was scared. When I looked into your eyes, expecting to see sadness, anger, distress, I saw no emotion at all. And that terrified me. I have never seen you like this before, so full of emotions that you become numb, shutting yourself off from the universe as you feel like you're slowly dying from the inside out.

My thoughts are interrupted when the police officer enters the room, his firm face molding into a permanent frown. When he saw your condition, his frown slightly grew, but this time he looked sympathetic, which gave me hope that he would go easy on you. He looked fairly young, probably about 30, with stubble that lead up to a mane of gel-backed brunette hair. His dark brown eyes looked almost black, accentuated by slight bags that suggested he was utterly exhausted. The name "Nate" was printed onto his name tag, and he introduced himself with a gruff yet quiet voice, trying to be as gentle as possible with you. I walked over and sat beside you, my arms tightly curled around you. I knew you couldn't feel it, but I still felt the need to at least try and comfort you in some way. As Nate pulled out the chair and sat down, the chair scraped and squeaked against the cement floors, making you flinch. My heart broke at the sight of you so vulnerable. So miserable. So lost.

So broken.