Don't Ever Let Go (Chris Martin)

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(This is a dream/flashback from the past for those who might get confused 😂)

Lucy's POV:

Luce.... you need to end it with him". I slowly looked up and met my brother's anxious eyes. Previously emerald green, they had now turned cloudy with worry. He had every right to be. I had been going out with Carl for 6 months and he was starting to become controlling over me, and aggressive in his drunken state.

I brushed my fingers against my bruised, swollen eye and blinked away the tears and diverted my gaze away from Cain's. I suddenly made myself take particular interest in Autumn leaves as they blew down the path in front of us. We walked together, side by side. After a long period of silence, I sighed; knowing that he was right. I needed to end it with Carl. I needed help.

"I know.... but I - I can't " I told him , feeling the first tear flow freely down my cheek. "He'll kill me if I try anything... I'm scared Cain.." I added, more tears escaping my eyes. I felt his hand slip into mine and his grip tightened on it slightly, squeezing it reassuringly.

"Hey, I know... don't cry Luce... it'll all be okay, I'll help you get through this . You can move in with me an-"

"You go away in 3 weeks! And Carl's not stupid. He knows where you live. He'll know where I'm hiding..." I interrupted, disbelief clear in my voice. How the hell was he planning on helping me if he was jetting off to Afghanistan with the army?

"You didn't let me finish..." he stated, remaining calm and un phased by my sudden outburst. "We have to plan this carefully so that he doesn't expect anything fishy. Once I go away to Afghanistan, you move into my other flat in Leeds. You could share it with one of my mates, she'll look after you and he won't have a clue where to look for you. If all goes well, I'll be out there for 6 months, and I'll sort you out a new apartment of your own when I come back. How does that sound? Deal?" He asked, those brilliant green eyes gazing into mine thoughtfully. I nodded and pulled him into a hug, which he returned, nearly squeezing the life out of me.

"I love you so much , bro" I told him, hugging him tighter to me; the bitterly cold wind was starting to chill me to the bone.

"And I love you too" he replied with a laugh, kissing my forehead tenderly. He had always been there for me during childhood and now adulthood... We've never been apart for a long period of time and I was going to miss him.

We broke away from each other and continued our walk through the park, our bodies close and our hands still clasped together . " You and me... Us against the world, hey sis?" He asked, chuckling slightly. I laughed, tightening my grip on his hand.

"Always...." I whispered, smiling to myself.

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I woke with a start, sitting bolt upright in bed and tears streamed down my face. I swiped away at them, glancing at the alarm clock to see  that it was 4am. That dream had felt so real... It was real- a flashback? I remember Cain had warned me about Carl right in the beginning . He had helped me escape but Carl found me a few weeks after he left for Afghanistan. Then, Cain never did come home... he died thinking I was safe, that our plan had worked. But he never found out the truth...

I suddenly felt a hand on my side, making me jump in shock. In the semi dark lighting, I turned my head to see Chris had rolled over to face me and was gazing at me groggily- his eyes full of concern even though he was half asleep.