Trapped by the Devil

Chapter 15

Eric's P.O.V

"Which do you prefer?" She asks watching me waiting for a response.

I run my hand through my hair thinking of how to respond. I stare down at my lap hesitating.

"I prefer human blood but I'll won't ever hurt you like I did before," I say softly not meeting her eyes.

I hear her sigh as I look up at her. I see a few tears drop down her face as I move closer to give her a hug.

She pushes me away and tries to stand up but I stop her so she doesn't hurt herself. "Edlynn, you need to rest."

She sits back down and pulls her knees to her chest and winces in pain but doesn't move from that position.

Edlynn's P.O.V

"Eric i-i don't want to stay here." I murmur while hiding my face in my knees. He scares me and I don't want to be here with him. "Why are you being nice to me?" I ask quietly.

"Because you remind me of my sister. She passed away because I wasn't there to protect her. I want to keep you safe and protect you because I couldn't protect her." Eric says with tears starting to fall down his face. I look up at him unsure of what to do.

"I-I'm sorry about your sister." I murmur. He just smiles slightly and takes my hand. He rubs his thumb over the back of it.

"It's okay sweetheart. It wasn't your fault but you should get some rest. Your body needs it to help you recover." He says softly standing up and putting a light, gentle kiss on my forehead. "I'll be close so just call my name and I should hear but don't get up on your own." He warns me.

I nod my head and watch him walk away out of the room. I try to roll on my good side but wince. The pain goes away shortly after so I close my eyes and try to drift off into sleep.

"Mom, dad?" I say seeing two people standing in front of me. They both nod their head. They hug me tight and smile.

"I'm glad you are home." My father says as he slowly lets go.

I look around where I am. It doesn't look familiar but the people do. The area is all white making me confused as to where I really am.

"Where are we?" I ask staring at the people before me.

"You are home now." My mother says softly running her hand through my hair.

I just stare at her blankly not believing her. How is this my home? I don't remember it at all.

I see two smaller figures walking over to me and my parents. I realize it's my younger brother and sister.

I smile and hug them both tightly. "It's so great to see both of you," I say and pull away smiling.

Suddenly I'm pulled away and the people who I finally remember as my family disappears into the distance.

I wake to Eric shaking my shoulder. My eyes slowly open and I just try to roll over to get away from him wanting to go back to sleep. Craving to see the image of my family. Being able to actually remember who they are and see their faces.

"Edlynn, sweetheart, I need to change the dressing on your wound." He says softly pulling my hair away from my face.

I sigh and roll onto my back so that he can change the dressing. He smiles and kisses my forehead.

"How did you sleep?" He asks while removing the old dirty cloth that's on the knife wound.

"Good." I smile. He smiles and nods cleaning it with a washcloth causing me to wince. "Ow." I cry out.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm almost done." He finishes and puts everything away and cleans his hands. He comes back and smiles. "You should probably get up and try walking a little bit. I'll help you, okay?" He asks softly.

I hesitate but nod my head softly. "O-okay," I say softly and sit up wincing. Eric wraps an arm around my waist to help me up. Once I'm up he keeps holding on and helps me walk. He leads me downstairs slowly and to the living room. I sit down on the couch and he sits down next to me. He grabs the remote and turns on the tv.

"How are you feeling? Was that okay or too much?" He asks after turning on a horror movie.

"I-I'm okay," I say softly even though I was in a lot of pain. He sighs knowing that I wasn't. He pulls me to him and hugs me close but gently.

"I'm so sorry that this happened to you." He whispers into my ear as he twirls my hair around his finger. "Why don't you just lay here and relax?" He asks softly and I nod my head. He lays down on the couch with me. His arms are wrapped around my waist as we start to watch the movie.

I end up turning and hiding my face in his chest during a scary part. Scary movies were never something that I liked but I didn't say anything when he turned it on. I close my eyes and keep my face hidden in his chest for the rest of the movie. He keeps his arms wrapped around me holding me close to him.

"Sweetie?" I hear whispered into my ear.

"Yeah." I groan out. Not wanting to move. I'm comfortable and don't want to move out from his grip.

"The movie is over. You can come out. I'm sorry I didn't know you didn't like scary movies." I just shake my head against his chest and curl up closer. He chuckles and softly rubs his hands through my hair. "Looks like you don't want to move. That's okay but please rest my sweetheart." He whispers while running his hand softly through my hair and holding me close to him.

I slowly drift off to sleep snuggled close to him.