Mercy

Chapter 44

My dad’s eyes widened, possibly surprised by what I had said. “Is it true?” I asked, my hands balled into fists at my side. Sam held such a sweet spot deep in my chest and the thought of someone hurting her about sent me over the edge. I knew Sam had a rough past by the way she acted when we first met but I could never imagine this. My dad stood there with an unconcerned look on his face. “Is what true? Yes, Miss Martinez and I have a past…” He leaned to the side, peeking around my legs so he could see her. I moved over, trying to block his view of her again. He let out a loud chuckle as he leaned back against the wall. “I’ve never seen you so protective. Did you get her pregnant or something?” My blood began to boil at his comment. “Don’t fucking talk about her like that. I love her. That’s why I am so protective of her.” I spat. I couldn’t get past the look on his face, there was no sympathy for the broken girl behind me; the girl he helped destroy. “Get out.” My voice growled as I pointed my finger towards the door. He raised his hands in mock defeat as he turned and left the room.

My only concern at this point was getting Sam out of here. I scooped her trembling frame into my arms and sat her on the bed. As fast as I could I grabbed a pair of my sweats and slipped them up her tiny legs, tying the drawstring tightly at her waist. Before we left I made sure to gather our things, tucking them under my arm. “Come on baby.” I whispered as I scooped her back into my arms and headed down the hallway.  My mind was still churning with all the information from this morning.

My eyes drifted over to Sam as we headed down the highway. She didn’t speak or move, her head rested against the window her eyes zoned out in thought. As we drove along I couldn’t help but feel selfish thinking how this might end us. I didn’t want to lose her but after news like this I’m not sure if she will ever want to be near me again. The car ride remained silent as we headed towards my house. Even though I wasn’t sure if she wanted to be near me there was no way I could let her be alone at a time like this. She needed me, and I wasn’t about to let her deal with all this on her own. Once the car came to a stop in front of my house I was a little surprised that she didn’t fight me, she climbed out of the car as I made my way over to her. She still didn’t speak but she let me lead her into the house and up to my bedroom. Once we were safely inside my room, I shut and locked the door behind me. She stood there in the middle of the room with a look I had never seen her have before. It was like she wasn’t even there, she was a shell standing in front of me.

Honestly, I had no idea what to do. Not only was this an absolutely insane situation but I had never cared for someone and needed to comfort them before. I hated to say it but I had been a very cold person before Sam came along.  I placed a kiss to the top of her head and rushed to the bathroom to run her a bath. Once I had started the water and laid her out a towel I headed back to the bedroom and guided her to the bath. “Just take a nice hot bath, okay?” I whispered as I helped her undress and climb into the water. She settled into the mounds of bubbles, her eyes still blank of any emotion.  I leaned down and kissed the top of her head before I headed out of the room.

As quietly as I could I left the room and headed straight to Trenton’s room and pushed the door open. He was still sprawled out half naked with a girl I assume he had picked up from the party the night before. “Trenton, Up. Now. Meet me in the kitchen.” My voice boomed through the room startling the blonde next to him. I was half way down the stairs when I heard Trenton coming down the stairs behind me. “What’s up?” He asked, tugging his shirt on over his head. I leaned against the counter, rubbing my hands across my face. “I have a problem and I have no fucking idea what to do…”

(..Sam’s POV..)

My hand skimmed over the bubbles floating on the surface of the bath Liam had helped me into. The morning kept replaying over and over in my head no matter how many times I tried to push it out. How did this happen? What are the odds I would fall in love with his son? Then there was Liam who was now being placed in the middle of this nightmare; but he didn’t leave me. He trusted me enough to believe what I said. A whole new feeling of sadness rushed over me when I thought about Liam. He must not have known just what his dad got up to and because of me he learned the truth. As much as I hated his father my heart ached for Liam and how he must be feeling now; I could tell before now that he and his dad had a close bond but now what would happen?

I let myself slowly sink below the surface of the water, holding my breath as I enjoyed the moment of warmth and silence that engulfed my whole body. Suddenly, I was yanked upwards to the surface of the water. My hands reached for my face to wipe away and bubbles before opening my eyes. There in front of me was a soaked Liam with a frightened look on his face. “Sam, what are you doing?” His voice thick with emotion as he pulled my wet body against his. For a moment I sat there completely confused until it hit me; had he thought I was trying to drown myself? “Liam.” I cooed softly, as I held him tightly. “I’m fine, I was just relaxing.” I mumbled softly, his arms still locked around me. “The fuck? Relaxing under the water?” Panic filled his voice as I pulled myself to my knees, hugging him tightly. “Liam, I promise I am fine. But I am not wearing any clothes…can you please get me a towel?” I kept my voice soft, leaning my head back to look at him.

His eyes scanned over my body before he slowly let go and grabbed the towel. “Thank you.” I said softly, wrapping the towel around my body that was still covered in bubbles. My heart ached as I looked up at him, his face still carrying a worried look. “I promise, I wasn’t trying to hurt myself.” Carefully I stepped out of the bath, leaning my body against him. His arms instantly shot around me, clinging to me as if it were life or death. I could tell just how much this news was haunting both of us. I wanted to talk to him and explain but what if it changed the way he looked at me? Would he think I was trash just like they had? I tried my best to push those thoughts out of my head as I enjoyed the feeling of being wrapped in his arms.

“I love you.” He whispered against my shoulder, his face buried in the crook of my neck. “Promise?” I asked, my fingers gripping onto his shirt. “I promise. I’m going to take care of this… of you… I promise.” He kissed my forehead before he lead me back to his room where he had laid out a fresh pair of his sweats and one of his tshirts. “Listen, I have to go handle some stuff, please don’t leave.” He said as he took a step towards the door. “I love you, Liam.” I whispered, his eyes moving to meet mine, a soft smile showing on his lips for just a moment. “I’ll be back in a little bit.” He made his way back over to me, pulling me against him as his lips crashed against mine. His kiss was needy and passionate but had a tenderness that I couldn’t explain. I hadn’t even recovered from his lips before the door shut behind him.