The Coder

Chapter 10 - Into his warm arms

Hello my boo berries! i have some great news for ya!!!! I have a friend helping me out with prof reading and writing for this story and her name is @WatIsWrongWithMe . Soooooo anyway, I'll let you begin reading! Music once again by Myuuji, Check him out on youtube!!! :3 XOXO- Sparkle.

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Waylon's POV:

We had brought Miles back with us into our little "home" so that he would feel safe and wouldn't get hurt like he would roaming the halls. This broken man reminded me of, well.... me. He was in shock that was for sure, but he reminded me of when I was scared and alone when I first discovered my little "power." I was so terrified that I had lost myself in the darkness of my mind, and it seemed the same had happened to this man standing before me. I wanted to help him in some way, but the only way I could of how to do that was to keep him close to us so that he felt like he was safe, when really you are never safe around here.

I sat him down on the mattress and began looking him over for injuries. I sighed at my findings and took out our box full of medical supplies. He had three long scratches running down his face, his ring and pointer finger were gone on his left and right hand, and he had a gash in his right leg. This man had been through hell and back, that was for sure.

"Eddie, would you mind sewing up his clothes while I take care of his wounds?" My voice was soft so as to not scare Miles. He wasn't shaking anymore but he still seemed skittish. His eyes would dart between us and the door every few minute and he was picking at his nails like a child... This would take some time to get used to after all.

I grabbed a few of the clothes that Eddie had made to fit him and handed them to Miles. He wasn't that much shorter than Eddie and he definitely wouldn't fit in any of mine. I let him change in privacy and handed Eddie the clothes that Miles had given to us.

"What are we gonna do? Do we take care of him?" Concern was etched into Eddies face and his eyes looked into mine, searching for an answer. One I didn't have. Maybe we should? The stress was giving me a headache and my body ached from using so much electricity earlier. I leaned my head into his chest and let out another sigh. Once again, his body froze under mine... How could it still be so awkward?

"Maybe.... Yeah, I-I guess we should. He can't protect himself in a state like this, and he seems so scared." My voice was barely above a whisper leaving only Eddie to hear me. "I'm just so tired right now." After hearing what I had said Eddie seemed to relax and put his arms around me. Was he trying to comfort me? I couldn't tell, I was already falling asleep to the rhythm of his heartbeat. Man, I was exhausted.

Behind me I heard slight footsteps coming towards us, and then a tug at the hem of my shirt. I chuckled a bit and turned around to see Miles looking down at me with a slight smile on his lips. I couldn't help but laugh at him, he looked like he was drowning in the shirt and he stepped on the bottoms of the pants. I guess I misjudged his size by a bit. I led him back over to the mattress to begin tending to his wounds when I felt a hand squeeze my shoulder.

"You're to tired right now. Let me do it and you can go get some sleep." I knew he was right but I didn't know where I could sleep. They were using the mattress to take care of Miles, and that was the only one around. I sighed and stood up, looking around for a place to get some shut eye.

I wondered over to my crowded desk and sat down in the old rickety chair. It wasn't the comfiest place in the world but it was nice. it reminded me of the oh so many nights I would stay up and work on the camera till I would pass out. I leaned my head onto the cold surface of the desk and closed my eyes. It didn't take long for me to get some well needed sleep.

It wasn't long though that I felt two arms pick me up off the chair bridal style. I didn't want to open my eyes, I was too tired. They took me across the room where the person sat down and held me in their arms. I felt the warmth radiating off them and a cover wrapped around us. They buried their face into my neck and a chuckled... of course it was him.

"Thanks Eddie." I mumbled out before going out cold once again. in my sleep I could faintly make out words being whispered into my ear. They were hard to understand at first, but I think that the parts that I heard were important enough.

"....Darling..."

"... ... I won't... I won't let go....."

"... please...I need you, more than I want you..."