Neighbor// l.h.

Chapter 7 (edited)

Luke's POV

I woke up to Lena squirming in my arms. A whimper escaped her lips as a single tear rolled down her cheek. 

"Hey, hey." I shook her shoulders gently. She swatted my hands away and clung to herself.

"Lena it's me. Calm down. It was just a dream." She unclenched those beautiful eyes and looked up at me.

Fear was on her face but quickly changed. Tears started to free fall and she clutched onto my shirt. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close.

What did I do to this poor girl? She was so innocent and precious, I ruined her. I knew this would happen, I knew this wouldn't work. Why did I let myself get into this situation? She doesn't deserve this. 

I tried to slide out of her grip but instead, she held onto my shirt even tighter and curled into me. There was no way I was leaving now.

I couldn't sleep so I watched her. No, I watched over her. I made a promise right there that I would never let anybody hurt her ever again. Not even myself, especially not myself. I have to make it up to her.

-----Lena's POV-----
Last night was horrific. I was almost raped and then dreamed about it. If Luke wasn't there I don't know what I would do. Probably succumb to a puddle on the floor. 

We've known each other for about a month and we are already super close. I don't understand it. I honestly don't understand him.

He acts as if he has known me forever as if we been together forever. When in reality we've been together for just shy of two weeks.

I'm so confused. I don't know if I can trust him not to show the side of him I recently witnessed. Judging by the events last night, how he protected me, how he stayed to keep me company; it makes me feel like he truly does care. But he also tried to leave in the middle of the night. I don't think he knew I was awake but I was.

I woke up to Luke looking down at me.

"Good morning Lena." The way he said my name in the deep Aussie accent gave me butterflies to no end.

"Mmm." I closed my eyes again and rolled over, my back facing him.

"How are you feeling?" He brushed my hair out of my face and kissed my cheek.

Like shit.

"I'm fine. It's not like he actually raped me." Why is dark humor my coping method?

"Lena don't talk like that. He might as well have. I'm so sorry that I caused this. It's all my fault. If I hadn't taken you to that damn club it wouldn't have happened. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Lena." His body started shaking and I could tell he was crying.

I turned back around and wrapped my arms around his chest.

"Luke it is not your fault. It's that dumbass' fault for getting drunk at a teen club. You saved me, Luke. You were the one who burst through the door and beat the shit out of that guy. You are the one who stayed last night. I know you wanted to leave but you stayed. Simply because I asked. None of this is your fault and don't you ever say that again. You hear me? Never."

He nodded his head and clasped his arms around me. We laid there simply hugging each other. Giving each other comfort for our own reasons.

We spent the next hour just laying there, occasionally speaking a few words. Him apologizing, me saying that it wasn't his fault.

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I know I know. A short chapter. But I just wanted their feelings to be shown.