Revealed

Chapter 27

Liz's P.O.V

6 years.
That is a lot of time to build something.
George was six years old.
I had known him way before that..cared for him from way before that...was entrusted with his life and protection for more than 6 years.

And today is his 7th birthday.
I see a blonde boy in his birthday crown and clothes blowing on the candles of his Hulk cake and smiling ear to ear.A sparkle in his tired eyes.

He looks at me and whispers"Thank you."
And I just kiss him on the cheeks.

This is what I wanted.Happiness for him.For us.For her.

But was that too much to ask?
Happiness?

Because all I can see now admist the kids in hospital gowns and party hats,whistles and cupcake fights,fruit punch and oxygen masks is Sebastian Grey staring up at me through the doors.

All I can hear is my heartbeat sky-rocketing and the sweet voice of a child calling "Mommy!"

And someone tugs at my top,I look down to see him.
"Go play with your friends."I say with an unsteady voice and heavy heart.I kiss him on his forehead with shivering lips.

Ever see a mirror shatter?
This is what it looks like.
Millions and millions of pieces it leaves behind.

I have to do this.

I go to the doors and move past Sebastian's scritinizing gaze down the corridors and out in the parking lot.

I hear his footsteps behind me.
I will have to tell him.Maybe he will help me.Maybe.

I stop after a while.
"I gave you the benefit of the doubt."He sighs.
"I asked you to tell me everything that can be of use to your brother.I don't know about you,Elizabeth but I have to keep my word.I have to protect you.Even if it is from yourself."
He growled at me.

I turn around.
And after a mini staring contest,I have the courage to speak.
"No one knows."I whisper.

"What?"Sebastian hisses as he moves closer and holds my arm tightly.
I wince and back away from his touch.

"Let me go,Sebastian.I said no one knows about him."I said annoyed.

"No one knows that you have a child?How can you....it's not possible!"He says running his hands through his hair.

"I know.But I'm not Elizabeth Steele here.I'm Elizabeth Jones.28 year old.A widow,working at a diner."I said slowly.

He storms up to me and pulls me towards him by the elbow.
"Shut up.I don't care who you are.I should have killed you.I'm not here to deal with your shit."

"Let me go."I said twisting my arm.
He just stood there glaring at me.
"I never asked you to save me or not kill me or deal with my shit.Just let me go."I said his nails digging into my skin.

"Mommy?"a voice said from behind.

I craned my neck to look behind Sebastian and saw George.
Sebastian let me go immediately as if snapping out of a trance.

"Who is this?"George asked as I lifted him up.

"He's a friend."I said softly,unsure of how a stiffened Sebastian will react.