Reflection... prt 2

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I stood for a second looking in the mirror, staring at my reflection... realising that if this really was the last thing I saw, then I was okay with that. I took the pills from on the counter and prepared myself to take them. But just as my hand was an inch or two away from my mouth he came bursting through the door, hitting them out of my hand and onto the floor below me. "What have you done?" I helped falling to the floor in despair. He sat down on the floor beside the sink and pulled me into his chest not saying a word, just holding me and reassuring me that I would be okay.
"Babe?... Al Come on." He lifted me up off the floor and put one arm under my legs and the others around my back, carrying me to the bed and placing my head gently onto the pillow. I was still crying, uncontrollably at this point. For some reason, the only time I felt safe and happy was with him. With Fp. "I'm sorry" I whispered before tears flooded from my eyes again. "Will you stop saying sorry. Your okay that's all that matters!" I rested my head on his chest once more listening to his heartbeat. He lifted my head up and a concerned look covered his full face. "What happened to your neck? It's all bruised." I couldn't bare to say it but as I stuttered a single word slipped from my lips "H-Hal..."
"Wait are you serious, that bastard I'm gonna kill him!" He leapt off the bed and headed towards my bedroom door. "No..." I whispered still in pain "please, just stay here... with me!" He took a double take looking at me then the door and back again, finally deciding to stay with me. "Of course I'll stay, your the only thing that matters to me." He walked over to the bed, crawling over to me and wrapping his arm around my waist.

I don't remember anything else from that night... I must have blacked out, all I remember is that he stayed with me. After everything he stayed with me. "Al... what are you thinking about?" I looked at him for a second, and took a breath before answering. "Do you remember that year in high school... when I got into a fight with Hal and you saved me?"
"Yeh... I do."
"I'm sorry."
"How many times, I said it to you then and I'll say it everyday if I have to! Stop saying sorry!"
He smiled before kissing my lips softly and laying back on the couch. I tucked my head into his shoulder as he started to play with my hair. "You scared me you know, then and now. It's just feels like... like we're repeating ourselves."
"I know, but those pills you found in my bag they weren't... I would never."
"I know. I trust you." He looked me in the eyes before pulling my legs underneath him and unbuttoning my top. I ripped the shirt from his back and started to unzip his pants. He began to kiss my neck forcefully and with passion, knowing that it drove me crazy. I pulled away for a second allowing me to look at him, he was my safe haven. He was my home. He quickly pressed his lips on mine once again before picking me up and carrying me to the bedroom.

The rest of the night was a blur, all I know is it was the best night of my life. I turned to face him knowing he was still sleeping like a baby. He looked so peaceful and calm, I kissed him on the head before walking to the bathroom to get dressed. I stood in the doorway for a while, looking at him and admiring his peaceful placement before leaving the trailer and walking towards my car. I sat in the drivers seat for a while trying to figure out what I would say to Betty. I hadn't seen her in 2 days, how was I supposed to explain that without mentioning Fp? I started the engine and prepared for the ride home. He must of heard the engine start as he stood at the window smiling, I blew a kiss towards him and drove of... not knowing what was to come.

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