Ville meets a distraught girl in a bar in Helsinki, her life has been spiraling downwards ever since she was a little girl, she had lost herself in the world of drugs and mental issues have plagued her family for years. Will Ville be able to help he...
Sabrielle opened her eyes and nearly screamed. 'Where am I?' she thought. It was worse when she felt two hands wrapped around her. It was only by breathing slowly that Sabrielle recalled where she was and relaxed into Ville's arms. She had been staying here for a month already, and yet it was still hard to adjust. It was hard to believe she was living this wonderful dream. Did she really deserve this happiness?
Of course, it was not all heaven, there were moments when she would go into angry tirades looking for medications, and wanting just a taste or a pill of her Xanny or her Cocaine. In one instance after a particularly stressful evening at work, she felt in terrible need of something and began to rage as she could not find one pill or anything to calm her down in her purse. Anja had to call Ville who was forced to take her to the local hospital despite her refusal.
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She was close to collapsing when she heard him arrive at the coffee shop. She began to fight against the medical staff until his sweet voice broke through the black storm in her head. "DARLING! Please, calm down, it's all right, it's gonna be alright," Ville said, holding her close as her breath became less labored.
"I know this is hard, but I promise I will not leave you," he said, holding her hand on the stretcher and promising her he would not leave her side. As she slept, Ville sighed deeply, he knew what withdrawal felt like. He knew he could not push her to go straight to rehab. Yet, he was deeply concerned that if he did not, she would find a way to get pills, and then...
He shook his head as he went to have a smoke. Upon entering the room again he heard her say. "I...I'm sorry" and he rushed to her embracing her." I know you are trying to help. It's just, and it's so hard," she said, crying into her knees, which she held up as a barrier as she shook.
Ville approached her and cautiously cradled her in his arms, "I know it will be hard to face everything. Believe me, I was there, Sabrielle, I know," he said, using her name, not wanting to set off any triggers as she was so sensitive.
"But when I said I want to make you happy, I meant every word. If that means helping you go to rehab I will," Ville said and quickly added, "But I cannot force you to do it. You have to let me in," Ville said as Sabrielle began to relax in his arms. She knew she would never ever have this chance again not with someone as beautiful as him.
Sabrielle knew Ville was right. If she ever hoped to realize her dreams and leave her past behind, she was going to have to let go of her handicaps. "I...I need time, but...I, will try" she said.
"I'll let you know, once I am ready," she added, smiling at him as he held her close. "At least that is a start, but for now, how about you call in for the week, sweetheart. I am sure your manager Anja, will understand. Your moods are dropping more lately," he said, brushing her tears away. "I...ok, I guess she will understand," she said, "but I'll owe you mon-" Ville cut her off with a finger on her lips.
"I'll have no more of that nonsense at present. For now, I want to focus on you," Ville said, warming her heart. "So to begin, why don't you call in, and when they discharge you I will let you take a long nap, bath and we'll go eat somewhere? You need fresh air," Ville added. "Th-thanks, I'll do that," Sabrielle said. She did not believe how lucky she was to be with someone so beautiful and caring. She pondered this as she slept peacefully.
Ville walked out of the hospital sighing and feeling quite drained. He knew that something in her heart, in her past, that was haunting her beyond what she had yet to tell him. But he was also not going to push triggers that he did not know of.
If Sabrielle grew to trust him enough to let him know, then he would. Who had hurt her so much?
For now, all he could do, all he could hope for was for her to open her heart to him so that he might try to heal her.
