She's Just My Type // Bradley Will Simpson //

139 || I'm scared

Sofie's POV

Summer is right, I need to tell Brad about that phone call. But I'm scared. I'm scared of his reaction.

"What are you thinking about, babe?" I felt Brad hug me from behind. He put his hands on my stomach and started caressing it while kissing my neck.

"I need to tell you something..." I turned to face him. His expression changed to a worried look.

"What is it?" he asked inpatiently.

"I... I got a call a few days ago," I looked down at my hands.

"What call?"

"An unknown number. It was private. They told me to stay away from you or they will hurt me and Eloise," I said, feeling a tear rolling down my face.

"What the fuck?!" Brad yelled.

"I should've told you. I know you're mad at me," I said in a whisper.

"Babe, I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at whoever said that to you," he cupped my cheeks in his hands and looked into my eyes.

"I'm scared," I cried, burrying my head into the croock of his neck.

"Don't be. We will find that person and they'll pay for it," he caressed my back.

I just cried on his shoulder while he tried to calm me down.

"Sing?" I looked up at him.

"Anything for you," he shook a soft smile at me before starting to sing. I actually calmed down and fell asleep in his arms...