An Angel's Miracle

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen

Colin held her like he would never let her go. He saw the pain slice through her, the memories she tried so hard to forget, the nightmares that had plagued every night of her life. He saw it all and it felt like a gift that she allowed him to see it, raw. He could do nothing to take everything back, if only he could turn back time and take her from that hell, but he couldn’t. That wasn’t even possible. Somehow, he felt useless.

But she wasn’t alone anymore; he would never allow her to be alone anymore. He swore, though it was unheard because he swore only in his mind, only God was the witness that he would stop at nothing until this woman could feel life was worth every pain. That life wasn’t as bleak as she thought, that miracles happen for those who wait.

He felt it when she stiffened under his embrace. “What is it, doll face?”

She shook her head, her hair teasing his nose. He buried his face deeper in her neck and he kissed her at the junction between her shoulders. “Tell me.”

Phyllis turned to look at him, his arms relaxed draped to her body. She searched his eyes, “You aren’t leaving.” She stated like she expected him to bolt right out of her house after what he had seen. It was as if she gutted him.

“Why would I leave? I just arrived.” He said, tracing the contour of her face, the slope of her cheeks and the plumpness of her lips. She opened her mouth to speak but he pressed one long finger to her lips and then pinned her with his eyes. He wouldn’t allow her to think anything; she just had to know that he wouldn’t go far from her.

Not anymore.

“I told you before and I’ll tell you again, and I won’t get tired of reminding you that I won’t go anywhere. It will be hard for you to get rid of me, doll face.” She gasped, and then her eyes watered. Colin watched in fascination as emotions played outwardly in her face, her lips quivered and she tried to speak but no words came out. Like what he just said was outlandish that she couldn’t believe it. This angel couldn’t believe it that someone was willing to stay by her side. If only he could kill those motherfuckers who did this to her even that selfish mother of hers, if only.

“That’s absurd.” The fascination left him as his arms convulsed around her. He badly needed to make her realize that he would never go anywhere. Fuck, he didn’t know why he felt this way but this felt so right. So fucking right that he knew he’d die trying so hard to make her realize her life wasn’t as bad as she thought. He’d make her see that.

“It wouldn’t hurt you to believe for the last time, Phyllis.” Colin said gruffly and he felt rather saw that Phyllis shook her head again.

“You’re wrong. It always hurt to believe---“ He shifted so he hovered her and the fierceness he felt must have shown in his face because he saw fear flash in her wide beautiful eyes. She shouldn’t be scared of him; only she could make him feel this strongly.

“Look in my eyes.” He clipped and she abided. “What can you see?” He asked.

Phyllis didn’t know how to answer. What, indeed, could she see in his eyes?

“Answer me.” He demanded. Then she looked at his eyes for real, searching for something that would reassure her but then what she saw knocked the living breath out of her. Could she believe it? Could she seriously believe it?

“You…” she stuttered. “Love me?” Impossible. Fucking impossible! Colin never wanted anything serious ever again, he told her that right from the start so why would he… No, she said it out loud, she realized. It was a mistake; she shouldn’t have said that and she was wrong. She knew it.