Tied....Their protector

Heart awakening

~~~~PHI'S POV~~~~

I watch as Garrett dances gracefully with the red head and their smiles light up the room.

He glances my way and his smile falls slightly, but he turns his attention back to the red head and it returns brighter than before.

My heart crumbles and it feels as though it concave's on itself.

I close my eyes and re-open them to find that the scene changed. Now instead of the ballroom, I stand in the door way of Garret's room.

He is hovering above a blonde girl; both of them naked and the heavy air suffocates me.

"Get out!" The girl shrieks at me.

Garrett looks over at me uninterested in the situation,"why are you still here?" He asks running a hand throw the small hairs that fall into his eyes.

"I-I- I'm sorry." I gasp, shuffling backwards and closing the door.

I can hear them talk and then moans and the mattress squeezing under their weight breaks me from my ice and I run down the halls of the mansion.

That was the first time he brought a woman home to sleep with him.......

I cried for hours, I cried even after I heard her leave through the front door the next day.

After her, there were so many that came and went; some didn't even want to leave, they thought that Garrett loved them....but he doesn't love anyone.

I blink away tears as I remember the time we first met; he was standing outside in the garden playing with Bruce and Grace. They ran around as his mother linked arms with me and lead me towards them, Garret's father sat at a white table off to the side watching his children play and cheering them on.

"Kids, come over here." Their mother called out to them which got their attention and they walked over.

The minute Garret's eyes came in contact with mine the tie was connected. He smiled wildly and ran to me, he scooped me up and twirled me around.

His mothers laughter was filled with so much happiness for her son and his fathers too. Bryce and Grace had never seen their brother so happy.

But all of those smiles were before their parents accident.

Garrett closed off from everyone and everything that could possibly make him feel.

Bryce and Grace held onto each other, they where always their for each other when times got hard.

As for me....I helped them with everything I could, I fought to make them smile again and to embrace life.

Which I finally got them to do.....except Garrett.

Every time he pushed me away.

Every time he walked passed me with another girl under his arm.

Every time I heard them in our room.

Every time his eyes connected with mine after his parents death they would turn cold and send a chill down my spine as though I should join them.

I couldn't be what he needed......and that killed me more than anything... He didn't feel like I could help, that I was there for him, that I could make him feel better.

Instead he shut me out. He found physical comfort in random woman. He blocked out all emotion.

I'm useless to him.

I place my hands over my eyes wanting the memories to stop. I wanted to be as cold as he is. I don't want to care anymore.

"Phi." My name echoes in the darkness I've surrounded myself in.

"Phi." It echoes again, I lower my hands slowly and see a small light from behind a large oak door with beautiful craved designs. I reach out and grab the gold, old fashioned door knob; slowly I turn it and open the door a little more.

My eyes flutter open and I gasp, I place a hand on my chest sitting up fast.

"Wow. Hey it's ok." I turn to see Garrett who was sitting on a chair now on his feet and a bittersweet expression on his face.

"Ah." I go to say something but my voice is nothing but a sound followed by a sharp pain.

"The doctor said that you wouldn't be able to talk for a while, but once the swelling goes down you should be able to again." He explains as I touch my sore neck.

I can still feel his hands on my neck and how it felt to die.

"Want some water?" He asks walking over to the bathroom and looking over his shoulder at me.

I nod slowly.

He disappears into the bathroom for a few minutes and when he comes out he has a cup of water and a hand out holding some pills.

Before he gives me the water he places the pills in the cup and twirls it gently so that the pills spin around at the bottom of the glass, slowly getting smaller and smaller before they completely disappear.

"That should help." He hands me the cup and smiles weakly.

I give him one back which makes him smile back, but pain fills his eyes.

I drink the glass quickly and it tastes bitter from the medication, but the cool liquid soothes my throat and fills my empty stomach making me feel full.

Glancing over at him, he is fiddling with his fingers; I reach out and grab his hand and he looks up at me surprised. I stick my pointer finger out and trace the letters.
"W.h.a.t.s w.r.o.n.g ?"

He laughs a little and shakes his head,"Nothing's wrong." He gives me a fake smile and I glare at him, which makes him laugh loudly.

"Ok.ok, I'm mad at myself."

"W.h.y?" I trace on his forearm.

"Because I didn't protect you. I told you to protect Bryce-" before he could finish, I scramble to get out of the bed.

Garrett holds me back,"His perfectly fine Phi. His ok." He says with his hands still on my shoulders.

"I didn't mean what I said back then. The deal. I never want to lose you Phi, your apart of my family and I can see that now." He places one of his hands on the side of my cheek and I lean into it, craving his touch now sense I haven't felt it in so long.

"Seeing you at the ball and then having you ripped away from me; it scared me so much not having you by my side. I know that I don't deserve a chance with you after all the things I've put you through, but I want you to be by my side Phi, no other girl."

I close my eyes and reminisces in the sweet words and the feelings they give me to finally
hear them from him.

I go to open my eyes but something warm touches my lips, they are soft and smooth. For a moment I am shocked, but as they move I move in sync with them.

A connection that I've only felt once before and it was while I was sleeping.

A kiss.

He thinks I don't know he stole a kiss from me while I was sleeping after our fight; but I felt it, it was hard to mistake when it felt so right.