Our Little Secret (h.s.) // editing

"A Promise Is A Promise."

~Harry~

 She wouldn't stop shaking, and I had no idea how to stop her. I tried holding her tighter, I tried kissing her, telling her everything was going to be okay. But nothing I did was working, so I just continued to hold her in the living room. I was able to migrate her to the couch, where she rested on my chest, and had finally fell asleep after an hour.

Her head was now rested on my lap, and her body in a tight line across the couch. I would not dare let her go. My hand was placed tightly in hers, as one would while having a cease. Not the nicest imagery, I am aware, but that is the only way I am able to describe it.

Just knowing that waste of space bastard was on my porch is enough to make me want to pull a gun. He had no right coming to my house, Janissa's one safe place.

"I want to see her..."

 

His words playing over in my head. I know if he sees her, he will want to take her, and I know that she does not want to be around him. Judging by her reaction, I don't think she was even sure he was in town. I just pray that he did not come with her mother. My mind keeps reminding me that this is her family, that she is a grown woman, and can handle her self.

But, my heart is telling me to look at her. To look at her, and decipher if she is really able to hold her ground against, not only a man, but her own sadistic father. To remember feeling her shake in my arms, and imagine sending her off to fend for herself.

I can't do that. Every nerve in my body is telling me to end this sick chase her father had been taking part in for years. Everywhere she goes, he seems to follow her. Every-time she believes she is safe, that mother fucker has to ruin it. Well, not here, not this time. I will not have him make her afraid to be in my house, with me. He can threaten me, beat me, but he sure as hell with have to kill me if he was to go near my family.

Throw all of this anger, I nearly forgot I was leaving in less than 12 hours. How am I going to protect her if I am over 3,000 miles away. I can't leave her and Jess her, especially with John around. He would know that I left, and who knows what he would do then.

That's it. Now she has to come with me. I don't care what she says, it has now become physically dangerous for her to stay in this house alone. I should have continued to go to the gym with her, and have her beat the shit out of me. At least then I would know that she was safe.

I am broke from my thoughts when Janissa stirs in her sleep, clutching my hand even tighter. Her eyes slowly flutter open before locking with mine.

"Good morning, gorgeous." I smile, looking down at the beautiful girl that I can call mine. The beautiful girl I would die for before I let her even chip a nail. "How did you sleep?"

"Terrible." She responds, sitting up, and scooting into my side. I welcome her with open arms, letting her rest against my neck.

"You need to come with me." I whisper to her. She does not move, nor does she make a sound. "I don't like the idea of you being here alone with him around."

"I know." She removed herself from my neck, and her eyes lock with mine. She hold me eye contact before dropping them to our hands. "I just don't want t afraid anymore. It had been long enough."

"Then we will start ting again, and you won't be." A small smile creeps onto her lips as she places a small kiss to the back of my knuckles. "I'm going to go pack my stuff." Her smile disappears as she removes herself from my embrace, and heads upstairs.

As soon as I removed myself from the couch, my phone began to ring. Drathford Primary School, popping up on my Caller ID.

"Hello." I answer, exhausted.