Taming Sawyer (editing)

Chapter 34

Peyton's POV
All I did was cry. I'm sitting in the passenger seat of Rein's car, and all I'm doing is crying. I can't help it. I feel dirty, I need to take a shower multiple times before I start to feel the slightest bit of clean. The ride to house was longer than usual since holiday traffic was terrible. I want to be in Sawyer's arms. I want to tell him what happened. I want him to care for me. I love Rein, but I'm compelled to be with him. He's my other half, even when we're not together.

The car pulled into my driveway where I saw Sawyer pacing back forth. I slowly raised myself out of the car, weak from crying, and shut the door before Rein drove away. Leaving me with him. Immediately he ran to me, collecting me in his arms, my face in the crook of his neck. A position we've always came to when we needed comfort.

"What happened, sweetheart?" Hearing him say the nickname he gave me for the first time in weeks was refreshing.

"Your dad," was all I was able to get out.

"What'd he say to you? I swear if he fuc-"

"It wasn't really what he said that scared me," I dug my face deeper into his neck, almost like I was trying to make myself one with him. I only felt safe with him. I knew he would protect and defend me with anyone. If he was there at the theater, it was scary to think of what he would've done to his father.

"Did he touch you?" His voice was so quiet I could barely hear him.

I nodded my head yes. "He wouldn't let me go... I tried so hard. No one was around. In that moment, I just wanted you there to save me," my tears were still falling, just more softly as time passed.

He started to try to pull away in anger, "I swear, I will kill that mother fuc-"

"No!" I screamed, holding his hand to keep him in place. "Please, stay with me. I don't want you to leave me,"

"I won't leave you," he pulled me back into his arms and held me tight. Placing a small kiss on my forehead as we stood out in my driveway.

I still didn't know what I wanted from this. From us. I knew I couldn't stay friends, the tension being to thick. I couldn't stay away from him for good, missing and needing him would be too much for either of us to handle. Maybe I should fully forgive him and put it all behind us. I can't hold on to this forever. He has already shown he cares, that he hurts, that it all was a mistake. The only thing he doesn't call a mistake is us. Our relationship. I used to call it a terrible mistake before I knew the real him. After that, it became fate as cheesy as it sounds. I was meant to come into his life to show him comfort and stability. He came into mine to show me love and care. Things we were both missing until our drunken beautiful tragedy together.

I was the one to pull away this time, "What do we do now?"

"About what?" He seemed slightly confused, yet he had a hint of an idea.

"Us," I whispered, scared to say it aloud. "Our relationship,"

"You're the only thing I have ever been sure of," he pulled me onto my porch and we sat down on my porch swing, holding hands. "I was never sure of leaving my hometown, moving here with Anna, letting Anna adopt me, becoming friends with the group I'm in, even being with Danielle. All of it was full of uncertainty. But when I saw you that day Sophomore year, I knew I wanted you in my life. I don't care if I had to have you hate me to have you there. There wasn't an ounce of pain when I was with you. All my problems would wash away as soon as I saw your perky smile, it didn't matter if I was the one causing you to, as long as you were happy, I was happy. If you were sad, I was sad, and then on. I need you in my life, sweetheart. And I'll do anything to make sure you stay there,"