Beautifully Broken (in editing)

Chapter 12

Lilah's POV~~~~~~

It was dark. So dark that i couldn't see my hand in from of my face. I looked around, searching for a source of light as the panic started building in my chest. Something wasn't right. I walked foreward, my hands out in case i tripped or bumped into something.

The panic ws building, making my hands shake. I hated the dark. It smelled like feet and old rubber and i wrinkled my nose. I knew that smell. That disgusting smell was so familiar but i just couldn't remember where i knew it from. 

My breathing was rough and heavy. I squeezed my eyes shut against the dark. My head was pounding and my arm was sore and swollen. I felt like i had been run over by a bus. A cold bead of sweat trickled down my spine and i shivered. The darkness felt like it was pressing in from all sides and squeezing the air out of my lungs.

My hands were shaking and my knees felt like jello. "Help?" I called shakily. I don't really know why. Fear was burned into my mind, but this was a different fear. It was worse. My legs stopped working and i slid to the ground. I ended up crawlling right. 

There was a hazy slit of light up ahead. Relief washed through me like a tidal wave and i got up on my jello legs to make my way to it. I ran to the light, stumbling over something and yelping when it was warm. I didn't stop to investigate though. I was to scared. I didn't want to see. 

The light ended up being a door. I froze in front of the door. This door was all to familiar. It was a closet door. I remembered when i was five, being thrown roughly into this closet full of shoes. Scratches were embedded in the wood. I took a long breath and looked down at my nails, recoiling in horror. The were splintered and dirty, bits of wood stuck under my nails. 

I pinched my arm, begging to be woken up but nada. I was shaking harder now. This is only a nightmare, i told myself. It had to be. This place was gone a long time ago. Well not actually gone, but gone to me. 

I flung the door open and it banged against the wall behind it. I flinched and looked down the long hall of my old home. A house of horrors, i thought bitterly. The carpet was stained and dirty. So were the walls. 

I was gulping down the rancid smelling air. I had to breath, though it felt like i couldn't. 

Then there was a figure of a man. He was in the doorway at the end of the hall. I froze when i saw him. I whimpered. Please don't hurt me. Tears were making slow trails down my face and he stepped closer to me. I wanted to run but i couldn't move. Only gasp for air. 

As he stepped closer i screamed. I couldn't stop myself. The image was to terrible i think it will never wash from my brain. It was Hayden. But it wasn't Hayden. This Hayden's face was red and angry, twisted into a sneer. His green eyes were icy cold and filled with hate. The worst thing though, was the hole in the left side of his head. It was oozing blood and white liquid.

I screamed and thrashed as he grabbed for me.

Then i woke up. I let out a small scream and sat up so fast. I wasn't in my room. I was so disoriented i didn't know where i was. I covered my mouth and gulped in the fresh air. Something moved beside me and i fell off the bed in fear.

Hayden looked at me with wide, concerned eyes. The image of him from the dream flashed in my mind and i backed away with a whimper. I was still shaking and my chest was heaving. I really couldn't breath. My throat was locking up and my ears were ringing. The hurt look on his face almost broke my heart. 

"Delilah? Lilah talk to me." He knealed in front of me and i couldn't take it. I backed into the corner with a sob. "D-don't. Please. I-i Don't.." I stuttered. Everytime i looked at him the picture from the dream blocked out his face.

I put my head in my hands, grabbing fistfuls of hair and struggling to breathe. He grabbed my hand and i cringed. "No. No." I gasped out. He was looking at me with concerned eyes. "Lilah, it's me. I'm here. Nothing is going to hurt you. I would never hurt you." 

He was on his knees in front of me, one hand on mine. I couldn't stop shaking. He pulled me into his chest and i jumped and fought, sobbing and wiggling but he held me tight. "Sh.. Calm down." He spoke softly, like speaking to a scared animal. 

Sobs still wracked my frame. I twisted his shirt in my fists. His warm, safe arms stayed wrapped around me. He didn't act like i was a freak. He just stayed there, shushing me and letting me cling to him. 

I looked up at him. His face looked pained and sad. Why? I couldn't understand why he was sad. He looked back down at me and i crushed my lips to his. He went rigid, shocked for a moment before kissing me back.

I melted into him. He was holding me tightly to the point it felt like i couldn't breathe but the last thing i wanted was for him to let go. Our kisses were urgent, my tears smearing onto his face. I broke away, breathing heavily and he gazed at me with the pained look still on his face.

"Lilah... are you afraid of me?" His voice was soft and filled with hurt. I looked up in confusion. I had backed away from him and fought when he hugged me and then kissed him. Of course he would react strangely but i wasn't expecting this. 

"No.. No Hayden, why would i be afraid of you?" The look was still plastered to his face as he nodded his head down. He started to detach my arms from around his waist and i grabbed his hands. I was starting to panic again. Why was he pushing me away?

"Hayden. Look at me. Please." He turned his face towards mine and i decided it was time. My heart felt like it would break out of my ribcage. I had to do it or he wouldn't understand. I couldn't loose him. He made the pain go away,

I told him everything, from beginning to end. He didn't seem surprised. He just crushed me to his chest when i started hyperventilating and straining to get the words out. His face was burried in my hair and he was shaking to.

We could make it.

AUTHORS NOTE: Okay so iknow its short and all but you know what idc because im being lazy and stuffs. I'll probably come back and edit it later but i've had like 3 hours of sleep and can't function. I know, i'm so dedicated, to update Beautifully broken when i could be sleeping. :) Well enjoy, vote and stuffs/