*maybe a trigger warning...?*
Faith's PoV
"maybe it wasn't me" Rye spoke suddenly. i turn to look at him.
"what do you mean?" i ask, confused, taking a seat on the sofa in our suite.
"i mean, maybe it wasn't the way i spoke to your dad that made him react like that. maybe it was the realisation that his own granddaughter doesn't want to see him cause she's afraid" he tells me, sitting down beside me.
"i guess.. but i guess that's what we needed huh?" i say, resting my head on Rye's shoulder as his arm wraps around me.
"do you think Mia will want to see him at some point?" Rye asks.
"maybe not want, but have to" i sigh.
"we'll stay with her the whole time if it ever happens yeah?" He says and i nod, smiling.
"you're the best, you know that right?" i turn my head to look at Rye and a smile spreads across his face.
"as are you" he leans forward, kissing me softly and i smile, kissing him back. we pull apart not long after and i cuddle into his side.
we lay there for a while, cuddled up on the sofa, "come dine with me" playing on the tv. neither of us chose to watch it, it was just on already. in fact, we weren't even watching it, or paying much attention anyways.
i lay with rye. my head on his chest, our legs tangled together, his chest moving up and down slowly as he inhaled and exhaled.
my right hand intertwined with his left, his other hand gently playing with my hair. my face rested in the crook of his neck as he placed soft kisses on the top of my forehead every now and then.
it was perfect. to me. to us.
laying with the one i love, not caring about the world around us, only focused on what we were going in this very moment.
but obviously, the one i love is rye, and something will always be there to boost his excitement..
"oh my god" rye whisper-shouts from below me. i look up at him to find his dark brown eyes already staring down at me, sparkling with excitement making me smile.
"oh my god what?" i ask and he grins ear to ear.
"there's a pool" rye beams and i chuckle, sitting up.
"i'm guessing you wanna go in the pool?"
there was no need for a spoken answer. the minute those words left my mouth, he nodded his head repeatedly and sat up, rubbing his eyes, with a grin still plastered across his face. god he is adorable.
"are you coming?" rye asked and i almost said yes straight away due to the look on his face. just as i was about to say yes, i paused and bit my lip.
i cant.
"oh, it's okay, you can, i'll sit by the pool side" i smile weakly and his face sort of.. dropped.
"wha- why not? it'll be fun- oh" his face softened and i look down at my hands.
it's silent.. and i hated it.
"rye-"
"i love you" is all he says, causing me to look up at him.
"i love you too" i smile as he takes my hands in his.
"i love you. who you are. your personality. what you look like. everything" he pauses and i know i'm blushing.
"and, i don't want you to be afraid to show me something that's been a big part of your life.. i don't want you to feel like you have to hide. because i'm here to make you feel safe, like you can trust me, be yourself, and not have to hide anything.. i love you, faith. you, and, its not gonna change.." he finishes. i don't even realise i'm crying until he wipes away my tears.
it's silent again. but, not awkward.
rye sits there, just watching me as thoughts flood into my mind.
i don't want to hide anything.
i want to be myself.
i want to open up to him.
because i love him.
i trust him.
i sigh, before doing something i didn't think i'd ever do. my hands go to the hem of my hoodie and i pull it up over my head, before placing it down on the seat beside me, cold air immediately hitting my bare skin of my torso, with only one cover being my bra..
exposed. fully. my body, covered in a few bruises which had somehow became permanent and my scars.. both from myself and incidents in my old home.
i had kept my head down, the whole time, unable to lift it. unsure of Rye's reaction.
but the minute i felt his hands take mine, as he pulled me towards him, onto his lap and just hugged me. gently and with so much care. the kind of hug that made you feel safe and content.
Rye placed soft kisses to my bare shoulder before pulling back to look at me, his hand holding my face, glassy eyes as if he may cry.. but a smile.. not a look of horror, a smile.
"i lied, maybe there was one change.. that being" rye paused and i bit my lip, "i think i love you even more" he finished..
and with that, he placed a soft, gently kiss on my lips quickly, before lifting my right arm and again, placing a soft kiss to each, bruise, scar or mark there, then repeating on my left.
and then i smiled, as he traced a finger over each mark on my waist, hip then finally the one scar he had already seen, being the one i'd shown not too long ago. the scar being from the beer slash given my my drunken father.
"these.. yes, they shouldn't be on you.. yes this may sound weird, but, i sort of like them. they just prove to me that yeah.. i know you've been through a lot, but you've been through it. as in, its over now.. you got through it. because you were strong faith.. these just prove how strong you really are. marks that are meant to represent something that weakened you at the time, has become a symbol of your strength.. and i love that faith, i love you"
"rye.. i-i don't know what to say-"
"then don't say anything" he smiles and i chuckle.
"well.. maybe one thing.. i love you too" i smile back at him before pressing my lips against his once more.
A/N- mate
it took me like 4 months
but i finally came up with something
that im sort of
proud of.
i hope you liked this chapter :,)
and i hope it sort of makes up for my absence.
let's hope i get another chapter out soon eh😂
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Found ;; Rye Beaumont
Fanfiction"i was once lost.. but now, thanks to faith.. i had found my old self.. and i was forever grateful. for.. i'd found myself in her." [ Sequel to Lost ;; Rye Beaumont ]
