For the Sake of Love [EDITING]

Chapter Four

SO SO SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE >_<

Its just that the only time I actually get to write chapters is the weekend, and sometimes I am not in the mood to write :$. I also wanted to apologize about how Gabriel was portrayed in the previous chapter, GABRIEL ISN'T EMOTIONAL. I also apologize in this chapter as well, he isn't emotional!! I tried to portray him in other ways but I couldn't, I am really sorry >_<

Anyways, here is the chapter! Also ignore any mistakes :$

XxCookie1999xX <3

KELLY'S POV

I headed straight towards the washroom, changing into a short-sleeved black shirt. I looked at my cut. It was long and it was hideous. I sighed, knowing that Gabriel would overreact and blame himself.

I sighed again, he is so stubborn.

I walked out the washroom to find him sitting on one of the two beds in the room, staring at a point in the distance. I closed the door which snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Kelly," he said, standing up, his eyes filled with worry. "Your arm..."

I extended my arm and watched him come forward slowly with hesitation. He touched my scar gently which made me wince in pain. He glanced at me, worry filling his eyes.

"Kelly...I am so sorry. It is all my fault...I am so sorry."

I sighed furiously.

"Gabriel, I am tired of this mess, I told you things like these happen! It's not your fault!"

He flinched, taken aback by my anger.

"It is! The freaks are after me, not you! If it wasn't for me you wouldn't have gotten hurt!" he yelled, glaring. He sighed furiously and sat on his bed, placing his head in his hands.

I snorted. "You are the biggest idiot I ever met Gabriel." I headed towards the unoccupied bed and laid down on it. I gently put the covers on top of me, closing my eyes.

"No Kelly." he said.

I didn't reply at him.

"Kelly."

Silence.

"Kelly I am serious right now."

Just then the covers that were on top of me were lifted off. I looked up at him to see him glaring down at me, his expression serious.

"No Kelly you aren't sleeping with your arm like this!"

I met his eyes, otherwise I didn't reply back.

"Kelly I am serious, please don't let me use force with you. You are not sleeping with your arm like this."

I glared back at him, otherwise, I didn't bother moving.

He sighed a with frustration and took his shirt off. I decided to take interest in my nails to prevent myself from looking at his chest.

He grabbed me by the wrist hard, not hard enough to cause a bruise though. He placed his other hand around my waist and carried me to the other bed. He sat me down gently and kneeled down so we were eye-to-eye.

"Listen Kelly, right now at this moment I don't care if you are mad at me. You are going to let me wrap your arm okay?"

I didn't reply, just looked at the floor while he took his shirt and wrapped it around my arm.

"I am done." he said, his voice barely a whisper. "I am sorry Kelly, I hope you will forgive me one day."

His arms wrapped around me and he rocked me gently.