6.nightmares

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this is a warning if you do not like scenes with violence or abuse including strong language and graphic scenes if you don't like this you can skip the chapter.


                                                                           *triggering images*

my heart ached for the life I could have had however I do not regret the life I am living now I love that I can spend time with people who adore me like a family and to have someone you can fall back on when you feel stressed or sick of life it ha...

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my heart ached for the life I could have had however I do not regret the life I am living now I love that I can spend time with people who adore me like a family and to have someone you can fall back on when you feel stressed or sick of life it has now been over a week since my mental breakdown at school and so I decided to seek medical attention and it works.

 being able to talk about anything that has happened in my life to someone who could not judge me or pity me like lion does even though I am grateful he just likes to treat me like a baby and I hate it I always have that's why I have never told anyone scared that they will look at me differently and treat me like a China doll and it was not nice.

 it was my first meeting today with the therapist and I was nervous as sweat began to seep into my skin a hand reached across the table and interlocked with my hand, I turned to face the gorgeous specimen staring at me with worry splashed across his ocean blue eyes he was pleading for me to smile he has been worried ever since I told him I wanted to see a therapist it took me ages to convince him for me to go and the only way I could do it was if he could get one of the most expensive and best therapist. I let one spill my feature and it got him chuckling.

"Mr. Wilkins, what do you find so funny" we looked at each other and we cracked a big smile.

Mr. Kirt looked at us with slits in his eyes and I could tell if looks could kill we would be 70 feet under I swear.

"Nothing sir, just carry on" lion waved Mr. Kirt off to continue the lesson.

It shocked me how easy it was for lion to get his way with one move of his hand and he had everyone at his beckoning call. It was funny to see them squabble against the stare lion would shoot them. I never once dared overstep and would rather be in the dark. lion's eyes focused on me again asking the question he was trying to say.

"are you okay" I swear to God if I get another one of these questions, I am throwing myself out the window next to me.

"yes I am just nervous and stop asking it's getting annoying" I shot him a look as if to say really don't start I know how to throw a punch.

he responded with a nod he is driving me insane no matter how many times I tell him I'm fine he doesn't think it's right. halfway through the lesson, I must have fallen asleep as I felt a grasp on my hand and I knew it was lion when he gently kissed my knuckles.

"cupcake it's time to wake up, lesson has finished" his velvet voice filling my ears.

We had not made anything official as lion thought it was too fast and he thought he would hurt me if anything happened. I didn't care anymore at one point I am going to make this man mine if it's the last thing I do.

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