Don't Give Up On Me [Book 2]

Chapter 17

Leah's Point Of View.

"Get the fuck off, Hayden." I said, my blood boiling, although I was somewhat relieved that he didn't do anything to Jaymi.

"No I fucking won't." He said approaching me, trying to corner me, but I stood my ground.

He was so closed that I almost lost balance and fell backwards but I tried hard not to move, I wasn't going to show him any weakness for that matter, not in a situation like that.

His face showed me a twisted smile.

"I missed this closure." He mumbled, which caught me off guard, making me stumble back.

My hypothesis was answered now, he was definitely sick.

"Hayden what is wrong with you?" I asked, my voice coming out a lot mote secure than I thought it would be.

He only widened his smile, cornering me as he put his arm on the left side of my head; on the wall, to balance himself as he slung an arm around my waist.

"Nothing is wrong with me, I just missed you." He smiled, his crazy, almost drunk facial expression scaring me slightly.

"You're scaring me." I stated, gulping slightly.

He chuckled lightly, looking down to my body and then up into my eyes again.

"I don't care." He said and paused a few seconds before he spoke again," I have been waiting almost four years, just to be able to touch your hand," he took my hand lacing our fingers together, giving me a smile.

"Your arm," he said, his hand trailing up my arm, slowly and sweet, his fingertips barely touching it.

"Your neck," he continued, leaving goosebumps all over my body.

"Your face," he whispered as he trailed with his large hand around every little feature of my face.

"And your lips. Oh, how I missed them." He whispered, his thumb gliding along my lower lip, leaving me speechless.

I stared into the green orbs that I had been missing for so long. They were even more sparkling than I remembered them doing so. All of sudden though, he placed his hand on my hip and tightened his grip almost immediately.

"I have been thinking about you every day in those last 4 years, every fucking day I couldn't get you out of my head, pictures of you laughing, singing and fooling around always surrounding my thoughts," he chuckled humourlessly," I couldn't even sleep, because I'd imagine you kiss me and even the thought of that got me more exited than anything else. Heck, I'm dedicating my life to you. But," he looked down, pressing his thin lips into a line,"you haven't even shown up once, I was hurting, tortured by everything, that you had done to me. I killed for you, for you, my love," he spoke just above a whisper," and how dare you not even show up?!" He raised his voice and tightened his grip, which made me let out a yelp.

"I come back, back to you, after I have been in jail for something that all started because I let myself care for you. I-I come knock on that fucking door of yours, your mum telling me you live down the street. Okay, I drive down, still exited to see my only piece of heaven and guess what, she's not at home. But, how is that possible? The lights are on, and her mother did call her to let her know. I turned around to see fucking Zahir in a car, you and your son in the back, driving off, leaving me standing there." He said, speaking pure anger, but I knew I had to let him and just forget about what Zahir told me for once.

"I go inside, upstairs and see that baby room and a picture of you, him and that fucking kid. I-I just lost it. Everything I had once fought for was gone." He said, letting me waist go as he walked one step back.

"No! No, no, NO! FUCK NO! You're not a mother, he's not a father, That's not happening. No. NO!" He screamed, punching the wall beside my head, making me scream.

He ignored that, resting his head on the wall, mumbling things that I couldn't understand, so I took that as a chance to walk over to Jaymi.

As he realized what I was doing as I picked him up he turned around, almost frozen.

"No! I'm not letting you go back to him! I'm not letting you! You're staying here, did you hear me?!" He screamed, making me flinch as he pushed me out of the room, back to the room that Noah had let me out just an hour ago.

I was quick to walk over to the crib and place Jaymi there.

Hayden was still watching me, taking in sharp breaths as he fought tears.

"Just think about what you're doing for once, Hayden, do you actually think that capturing me in a room is doing any good to any of us? I have a life, a job, a house and a kid, you can't keep me here, just because you want to be with me."

"No, I won't let you go, you'll go back to him, I won't ever lose you again. No." He shook his head.

"Hayden-"

"NO! I AM NOT DOING THIS TO MYSELF AGAIN."

"Listen to me! I-"

"You're staying, that's final."

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Emotional much?