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Chapter 37 - Better

*Lacey's POV*

"I'll happily scare my little girl with a bullet if it means she'll come running back!"
My fathers harsh words coarse through my mind as I stumble back to the room that me and Noah share, one arm wrapped around my back and the other on my stomach to support me. I don't think I'd make it back without him.

I trusted him, out of all the men that I thought would betray me and break my heart, I never suspected my own father.
I find my body feeling numb, the blood has been drained from my veins and pieces of my shattered heart float around my body trying to find one another. They won't.

One minute I was laughing and walking along the corridor with Soph and Ed, the next I see my parent's faces on a big screen. My mum's tear stained cheeks and my dad with that fire in his eyes that I used to love so much, but now I hate.
How could he want to scare his own daughter, his only child with her possible death?

I look down at the clothes I'm wearing. I want to change, I'm not 'training' as Noah would call it. Not today.
"I'm going to get changed," I say, the words barely audible but it's just loud enough for him to hear.

He nods his head at me and I grab some clothes out of the wardrobe, simple ones. I need to go back to the basics.

I leave the bedroom and go into the bathroom, I turn on the tap and splash my face with cold water using my fingers to massage my temples.
I have a headache.

I take off the black uniform that I was given and change into the simple white t-shirt and black track bottoms. I separate my hair and plait it, closing my eyes once the hair ties are in place.
How could he? He nearly killed me, he nearly killed the other man in my life. The better man. The man who actually cares. Who wants me. Who loves me. My dad put him in hospital, his wounds were caused by someone who shares the same blood as me.

I walk out of the bathroom the pressure in my chest almost unbearable, Noah has also changed out of his uniform and into something more casual; wearing a white t-shirt and grey track bottoms.

"I'm so sorry!" I can't help but burst into tears.

He gets up from the bed where he was sitting and walks over to me, pulling me close into his body so that I can breathe in his scent.
"My father put you in the hospital, if I- if I had never come here then you...you wouldn't h-have been there in the f-first place," I stutter my head a mess.

He rubs gentle circles on the bare skin of my lower back trying to soothe me, "if I hadn't ended up in hospital then I wouldn't have had the courage to tell you that I love you Lacey, and I do love you," he openly admits, "and I'm okay now, still sore but fine."

"You're still scarred, I've caused so much damage," I say my voice hoarse.

"I don't care, I have you and that's all that matters. Now come lay down before you fall down, please?" He asks me.

I grip onto him a little tighter as I have no words, I just look up at him and he directs me over towards the bed. As I lay down he grabs the TV remote and asks what I want to watch.
I suggest Bad Neighbours as we could both do with a laugh, plus I love Zac Efron!

He lays down next to me as he hits play and I settle down onto his chest as we watch the movie.
I just need this distraction right now.