Darkness. Darkness is all that Veronica Mckenzie knew. Living in an abusive Foster home that came with two drunks as foster parents shut out all the light in her life. Barely eighteen Veronica is looking for a light at the end of the tunnel.
That li...
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Ronnie is asleep, Finally. Having her sleep holding my hand so tightly in hers made me want to protect her even though she has been a bit wary about me. I don't blame her though. It looks like she has been through a lot and I'm not going to push her into telling me. Hopefully, someday she will tell me on her own and I will be willing to listen to everything no matter when, where, or how she decides to tell me.
Ronnie had bruises some healed and some still fresh a part of me wondered what kind of person would want to hurt someone so beautiful. Seeing how gentle she is I don't think that she fought back, the best thing she did for herself was running away from whoever did this to her. Looking at her sleeping form made me grow even more protective of her as she slept I never left her side, a part of me did that because I was afraid that she would disappear and that I wouldn't be able to find her when she did. I sat in the chair at her bedside and I fell asleep my hand still in hers.
𝓗𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼 𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻....
I woke up and met hers. She was looking at me watching me sleep. I could feel her eyes on me when I was asleep. Not thinking I said the first thing that came to mind,
" You're still here? "
I say the words left my lips before I could stop them.
" And so are you. "
She replies smiling a little.
" How do you feel? "
I asked her. I honestly wanted to know if she is okay.
" Hungry "
She says frowning.
Her frown made me want to kiss that frown away so I stopped myself. She was already doing crazy things to me and my heart. How can some so fragile be so powerful and not know it?
" I'll get you something to eat. "
I offered.
She nods. I get up to leave but it felt strange to leave her.
" Lucas. "
She called my name, hearing her say my name was like music and I wanted to hearsay it again. Looking casually over my shoulder I answer,
" Yeah. "
She pauses before her face crumpled I quickly turn around and walked towards her. She puts up her hand and gestures for me to stop. Fighting my urge to go to her I standstill. When she didn't say anything I asked,
" Ronnie, what's wrong? "
She looks like she was about to cry but she shook her head as to not break down.
" Thank you "
She says so quickly that I would miss it had I not been paying attention to her.
" Sure. "
I say not knowing how to respond. I wasn't doing this for a thank you. I am doing this because I care about her. I didn't want to believe in love anymore or in love at first sight until her. And now she's in my life I want to keep her in it. She is different. Nothing like Hope. Hope broke my heart and when she did I didn't think that I would feel this way for anyone
