My heart is stripped just for you(H2OVanoss)

Part 51 - On the trip

Today earlier, because I'm having a night shift. Thank you so much for your undying support. Enjoy ^.^
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(Delirious POV)
When I opened my eyes, I was feeling like somebody hit me right to the head. The next thing calling for its attention was my throat, as it was dry as Sahara.

I slowly sat up, recalling the memories from what happened. Looking around, I recognized the room I was lying on, the man sleeping in the chair. I almost naked, just in my underwear, my clothes nowhere to be seen.

Getting off the bed, I covered him with my duvet, still little bit confused what he was doing here, and what I was doing here in the first place, but I was grateful nonetheless.

He drugged me. He fucking drugged me. How could I even think that he changed?! Thank you.

I silently grabbed nearest clothes, dressing up. It was way bigger, and I knew it belonged to Evan. I walked out of the room, going downstairs. It seemed it was only 6 am, so I decided to cook a breakfast. Show him I appreciated his efforts, tell him how sorry I was for acting like a dumb trusting bitch.

"Jonathan?" I heard a familiar voice, surprised to hear it here.

"Luke!"

I was so afraid he would be angry, he would yell at me, or in the worst scenario ignore me, but he pulled me into a hug. I didn't hold the tears inside me, cursing myself how stupid I was to forget how Oliver was treating me.

"I'm so glad you're ok,"  he whispered, and I sobbed.

"I'm so sorry. Im so sorry we fought. I thought... I thought he changed," I apologized, enjoying his embrace.

"It's ok. I'm not mad," he assured me, and I instinctively smiled.

"Still, I won't forgive myself for my behavior."

"I'm not the one who found you and practically saved you," he pointed out, and I sighed, not wanting to pull away from his safety. 

"Evan," I guessed, feeling him nod his head. 

"Whatever happened between you two, and I won't ask because I remember how it happened the last time, should be pushed aside. You owe him, Jonathan, you know that."

He's right. If Evan didn't find me, I would have been at God knows what place by now, maybe even dead.

"Can't you just make me invisible?" I asked in whisper, when he hugged me tighter.

"You can do it, Jonathan. I know you can."

"Do I need to do it now?" I asked him, looking up to meet his brown eyes.

"We're kinda stuck here since Oliver found out where you live. So take your time, but don't think I won't push you into it. Now, do you need help with the food?" He ruffled my hair, stepping away from me.

"If you don't have anything better to do," I mumbled.

"I don't, it's 6:30 am. Sit down, I'll finish it," he commanded softly.

He's just too kind to me.

"You should be yelling at me, you know. We fought, I ran away, I risked my life, yet you're still calm like nothing happened," I continued silently.