Save Me From Myself

Chapter 5 (Part 2)

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I thought of random things for a while, just staring off into space. My thoughts drifted towards my eleventh birthday. I shook my head, trying to shake off the memory. Then it hit me. I've never noticed it before... Trevor was home alone. His parents weren't home.. Come to think of it, I stayed at his house for almost a year, and for the first month I was there, his babysitter or whoever she was, was only there for about an hour or so a day. 'I'll have to ask him about it later.' I thought to myself. Then, I was snapped out of my thoughts when someone called my name.

"Lyzah? Sweetie, are you okay?" Trevor asks, worriedly.

"Lyzah, sweetie, are you okay" Someone mocked him. I gasped loudly, and dropped my shoes that I didn't know I once held.

The shoes hit the ground with an echoing thud. My heart was beating quickly, and thudding in my ears. I started trembling, and my breaths were a bit shaky and came out in gasps.

I heard the door open, and I looked up at Trevor. His expression went from curious, to concerned in a matter of seconds. He basically sprinted towards me, and placed his hands on my arms, right above my elbows. I tensed, but quickly relaxed at his touch. I closed my eyes, and let myself fall into his arms. I didn't faint, I was just waiting for him to hold me close, where I could calm down, and try to explain.

And that's exactly what he did. He held me close, and kissed my forehead, my cheeks, my lips, my neck, and my left shoulder. Every time he kissed me, I relaxed a little more. I think he could sense this.. Because he was a little more calm, waiting for me to explain, if I wanted to.

I was completely calm now, but I was still spaced out. Trevor tensed when I didn't respond to him snapping his fingers in front of my face, he then shook me lightly by my shoulders. I immediately snap out of my daze and look into his eyes. My vision was blurred, and I couldn't see him clearly. I tried to wipe my tears away, but I still couldn't move. I tried to blink them away, but more would form.

I was still looking at Trevor, and he looked back at me. He seemed to understand some of it, even though the highly trained doctors couldn't. He just seemed to understand.

Trevor reached up to my face to wipe away a tear, and for some reason, I flinched from his touch. I was a bit shocked myself, and I quickly looked at Trevor. He looked a bit shocked also, but wasn't completely offended. He knew why I always flinched from anyone's touch for the first three months after my father abused me. He did his best to have me trust him, but I was always hesitant around him. I wanted to trust him, but for those first 3 months, I wanted nothing to do with men, and Trevor understood that, but he also told me that I can't live life always afraid. It pissed me off knowing he's always right.

"Lyzah, honey? What happened? Please tell me. I want to help you, but I can't unless you tell me." Trevor said with a calm, quiet tone.

I was still silent, and my eyes had moved from Trevor's, to the ground behind his shoulder. I breathed in, about to say something, but it came out in a shaky, inaudible sigh.

I closed my eyes, and took a couple deep breathes. Taking one more deep breath, I mustered up all the strength and courage I had.

"He's here... He's back for me" I whispered, keeping my eyes closed. I didn't want to see Trevor's expression. He's probably looking at me like I'm crazy.

I hope he understands....

💙TREVOR'S POV💙

"He's here... He's back for me." She whispered, her eyes still closed.

I was about to ask her what she meant, but then.. I understood. I understood everything. Her father.. He's back. I know he's dead. But that won't stop him from getting what he wants. He wants her. He wants to take her away from me. But I won't let him. I've been with her too long to let him take her away from me. I love and care about her too much to let him.