chapter 45

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Laila's POV

"Be careful. You don't want to hurt yourself", he said acting like my crutch like someone who had just broken their leg. He carried me from the car and I had to force him to put me down.
" you realise I didn't break my leg, huh?"_ i asked and he chuckled. I wondered how many times he laughed in a day, he always masked a serious face I was afraid he never knew the rhythm of laughter.
"Whim again and I will slid you in my arms and carry you like a little baby, just like last time", he arched his head towards me raising his eyebrows with a smirk on his face. This dude. I held his strong muscles as he opened the front door.
" you mean to say like bridal style?", I glanced at me and I gave him a smirk raising my eyebrows at him continuously. He chuckled again this time louder. I liked this part of him. Playful and laughing.
"I didn't say that, unless you're implying I....", I shushed him by placing on his lip which I regretted doing after it lit strange feelings in me. He helped me sit on the couch. I mean he was treating me like a small baby but I kinda enjoyed it.
" would you like to sit or lie down? How do you feel more comfortable. Do you want juice or water? Lay do you need anything, just tell me", he said worry dripping in his voice. Poor guy. He really made sure I felt comfortable.
"Calm down dude. I'm okay. All I need Is you...", I singsonged the last line with my terrible voice. He sat on the couch opposite me crisscrossing his legs before him his hands laying apart on the heads of the couch.
He studied me. I watched his jaw clench with a serious look on his face. I was afraid of what he was thinking. He seemed like he could punch someone on the face. I cleared my throat, gaining his attention.
" what are you thinking about? You didn't tell me why you did not come home last time", his eyes lit with a sparkle and I laughed amusingly.
"What?", I said laughing. His behavior was startling me. I never saw him so carefree and jovial.
" you said home. Uhm, I never thought you'd ever think of this place as home", he still maintained the same smile. What was he thinking.
"I thought you hate me because I caused a rift between you and your family. I swear it wasn't my intention. If only I knew your mum would...", he continued to say when I rose my sit and he watched me walk to him. Why was he apologizing? I never blamed him at all. I never thought he's the one who caused the rift. He was all wrong.
Instead I saw him as a savior. He saved me from my mum. From Don. From Rymana too. And from myself. I didn't know what I'd have done if I had continued living at home. I'd have gone insane. I'd have killed myself. I thanked him for what he had done for me. For who he made me to be when I was around him. I had already started to accept myself. To love myself. I love him.
I shook my thoughts continuously to stop messing my mind. I only loved him like a friend. That's all. That's all there was.
" I'm really so sorry Lay. Its okay to blame me.I'll totally understand if you hate me by now. For leaving you alone in this house. For making things hard for you in school. For not taking care of you when I should. For making you go through hard situations in your home. I...", I cupped my hands on his cheek to stop him blaming himself for all my misfortune. A tear escaped his eye and he stood up ready to go to his room. He couldn't allow me to see him broken? To see him cry, and blaming himself for everything i went through? Why was he thinking he was the reason? What was he insinuating?
I stood up and grabbed his hand before he walked away. He sniffed hard before I turned him to me. I had to assure him that he wasn't the reason.
"I've never felt happy Hellboy. Everyday of my life I wished to commit suicide and end all my pain", he flinched and looked at me.
" I thought my life was a mess and I was only but a curse. My boyfriend always reminded me how unfortunate I was and my mother didn't make it easy for me either. I thought the world hated me...", I stroke his cheek and his look softened.
"But you changed all that Hellboy. You saved me from my abusive mother and from my violent boyfriend", he clenched his jaw hard.
"You saved me from myself. You always make me feel loved and cared for and not a single day I ever regretted living here." He stroke my cheek back smiling. My breathe hitched as I continued.
"Everyone dictated how I should live my life. My mum wanted me to please my boyfriend...", tears welled up in my eyes as I relived the memories.
" He wanted me to do breast augmentation and plastic surgery because he thinks I'm not beautiful enough for him. He used to remind me everyday how ugly my body is and he always beat me up when I did not agree with him.", he pulled me into a tight hug and I felt his body stiffen. I wanted to say it all out. I wanted to share with someone else about how I felt inside. And I was glad it was Hellboy.
"He has a video of my naked body and he always threatens to post it online if I leave him, Hellboy", he pushed me away from him so he could look at me, surprise face masked all over him face.
" what?",

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