Chapter 4- Talking
"Yeah, I don't care," she said innocently as she got up and walked over to the bed. I lock the door and sat next to her on the bed and I can tell she is uncomfortable.
"Do you have some clothes I can put on for when I go to bed?" she asked shyly.
"Yeah, here you go," I said handing her a baggy T-shirt and a pair of my boxers.
"Thanks. I'll be right back," she said as she walked in the bathroom.
*Clairee's POV*
When I got to the bathroom I changed into his clothes and pulled my hair out of its ponytail. I walked out and he was lying on the bed.
"Hey," I said as I walked out of the bathroom.
"Come here," Luke said as he patted the bed. I sat down and we started talking.
"I can't take it anymore," he whispered in my ear.
"What did I do something wrong?" I asked.
"No, of course not," he said.
"Then what can't you take?" I asked shyly.
"Why anyone would tell someone what they told you. I mean who says that to a person? Did he do anything else to you? Please tell me if he did. I want to protect you," he said that last part softly.
"I don't know and a bad man I guess. No, he didn't I promise. I don't need protection, I'm not good for anyone," I said getting up off the bed.
"That's not true. You need protection, everyone does," he said.
"Where is the guest room, I'm tried?" I asked.
"It's down the hall, to the right, 3rd door on the left," he said. I could tell how sad he was but I don't want to slip and tell him my secret.
"Goodnight," I said leaving the room.
"Goodnight," I heard him whisper to himself.
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