The Help~(Completed♡)

Omitting Emotions

Harley's P.O.V.

Max pulled me up from his lap, trying to hug me as I moved away,

"No.", I whispered.

"Let me hug you. Please."

"I don't wanna be touched."

"Why? What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me Harley."

"Nothing is wrong." He sighed, trying to pull me back over his lap as I scrambled away from him, "No! No I'm sorry!"

"Then tell me what's wrong! You're not allowed to lie or hide things from me."

"I just want you to stop hitting me.", I whispered, "It's all you've done the three days we've been back."

"Because you've been a brat Harley." I sniffled a little, getting off the bed and storming out of our dorm. I went down the three flights of stairs and out into the courtyard, sitting on a bench towards the middle. I sat criss cross, letting Max's hoodie swallow me. I knew Max could see me from our room and I just hoped he'd leave me be for a bit. I love him, I just need some space sometimes and lately I've started realizing how little control I really had. And it was fucking with my head.

"Hey kid.", Damon answered the phone.

"Hey."

"What's wrong? You sound upset."

"I-I just-" I paused, "I-I don't know. I just needed to talk to you. I-I don't know what's wrong."

"Really? Because Max is worried about you too. He said you're not talking to him and you're going back to how you were before." I let out a shaky breath,

"I just- I'm-I'm scared."

"Why?"

"I feel like I don't have any control. Like I don't have a say. I hate feeling like that Dame. I-It's like I'm suffocating and I feel like I can't do anything about it. I-I know I should just talk to him but I'm scared of him getting mad or upset and trying to hit me instead of hearing me. He's never even gotten angry with me but I just have this irrational fear that trying to talk to him will lead to him being mad at me. I don't know what to do."

"Do you guys have a safeword?"

"No."

"You should. And he should know that."

"Do-Do I ask him?"

"Absolutely. If you want, I can stay on the phone when you talk to him and stay quiet. I know I'm not there physically but I'm still here for you. If something goes wrong, I'll be there in a second."

"I know bubba. I'll be fine. Thank you."

"Anytime. I love you. Call me after you guys talk."

"I love you too. I will."

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"I-I hate feeling like this.", I whispered, sitting across from Max, "But I don't feel safe in this relationship." I glanced up as he wiped tears from his cheeks,

"How can I fix it?"

"We need a safeword."

"We have a safeword love."

"No we don't." He nodded,

"We do. Look.", he said going to the desk. He pulled out a list of rules he'd made during our first session. I don't remember the session, only him going over the rules for the weeks after. "See?" At the bottom of the list, in big letters, it said: ***Safeword*** RED