chapter 64

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"You, always you" her words echoed in my mind on repeat, I couldn't help but wonder did she have feelings for me. Maybe there was a chance we could be together again and her memory never coming back.
Part of me wanted it to come back so she would remember what we had. The other part of me wanted her to never remember as her life had been filled with pain, I wanted this to be a fresh start, for her to be happy.

It was now 10pm, after hanging with her new 'friends' we went home and ordered pizza. We sat watching a film whilst eating it. Whilst we watched, I couldnt help but think back to when we first watched a film together, she was too scared to sit on the sofa but now she happily sat next to me eating the pizza.
The film finished and she was half asleep so I carried her to bed, which now brings me to my current position,  laid on my bed surrounded by paperwork but my only focus was her words.
Maybe we could be together again?
Maybe everything will work out ok?
Maybe I dont need to get rid of jake? Of course it would still be nice to end him, getting him out the way was my top priority though but I knew I couldnt kill him or Harper would hate me.
"James" I hear her say, I look up and see her face stained with tears. Shit.
"Hey, what happened" I ask getting up and pulling her into a hug.
Fuck.
"I had a nightmare" she mumbles into my chest.
Fuck. Has she remembered? This is bad. Fuck.
"Do you wanna talk about it" I ask cautiously but she shakes her head. Usually it bothered me when she nodded but right now it made be upset, knowing she was keeping the pain to herself, I wanted to be the one to share her pain and take it away.
"do you wanna err maybe sleep in here tonight" I ask finding myself nervous.  I was about to add how I would sleep on the sofa and she can take the bed but she answers "please" and I smile. "Of course, let me just move the papers" i quickly pile the papers off my bed and move them, as soon as I do, she gets in bed. I smile, a part of me happy she had a nightmare, how fucked up is that. I cant believe that thought even crossed my mind but I think at this point all I want is her and if that means a nightmare to be with her then I'd take it. Of course I hated seeing her like this and wanted nothing more than to see her smile.
I quickly get into the bed and before I even get the chance to pull her closer she snuggles up into my chest.

I dont know how long it's been but I've been laid with her in my arms, holding her protectively whilst stroking her hair.

I fucking love this girl so much and she has no idea.

Morning came around and she was still in my arms, I saw her eyes flutter open and snap mine shut, not wanted to know I had been watching her. After a minute I reopen them pretending to wake up.
"Hey" I say and she looks afraid,  likes seen a ghost.
"I dreamed that two people tried to take me and you let them" she says and I cringe knowing I did that. She was remembering. This was bad. But then again this was a nightmare she had before she was taken, before she even met her parents.
Maybe that's all it was, a nightmare.
"Dont worry, I'm not letting you go again" I say not realizing I said 'again' until I had finished saying it. She caught on unfortunately "what do you mean again" she asked and I close my eyes taking a deep breath, I had to tell her or she would do her own research and find out everything.  "Well you were kidnapped from Max's apartment and none of us were there so what I mean by again is that I'm not letting anything like that happen agsin" I tell her, which was the truth just minus me freezing when I found out who her parents were.
"Who kidnapped me" she asked, I had mentioned she was kidnapped and abused whilst in the hospital when she noticed the old bruises and new ones, there was no over explanation however I would never tell her what the guards or her so called parents did especially her 'father'.
"Just someone from my past" I say and a confused look passes on her face "why though" that was a good question, even I didnt exactly know why but after the events that took place in my office she was clearly trying to get back with me and the only way to do that was to get rid of Harper.
"I guess she had something against me and took it out on you" I say not wanting to tell her the truth.
"Why me though"
She was getting closer to the truth, part of me wanted to tell her but I didnt want to make things awkward between us.
"We were good friends so we were  close, she saw kidnapping you as a way to hurt me" I explain which was true just not the good friends.
"Let's get breakfast" I say trying to change the subject. It seemed she had other ideas though "how do I know you're not the kidnapper" her words struck a nerve. She cant really think that, can she?
"kidnappers dont usually sleep with their hostage" I simply say getting out of bed. "But maybe you are some sick kinda kidnapper who got angry hurt me badly and I ended up in hospital,  now that I'm out you are trying a new approach because I cant remember" she said and luckily my back was facing her and she couldnt see my face, I was angry that she could even consider that but at the same time upset at how she could think that. She continued "you also have severe anger issues so maybe you hurt me accidentally" fuck. How could she think that. "I have never laid a hand on you, sure we have had arguments in the past but never have I been physically violent with you" I say, my voice raised whilst turning to face her.  She looked confused and scared from the tone I was using but I wasnt done.
"Think what you want but trust me on this if i did kidnap you, we wouldnt have gone out, I wouldnt have let you talk to those people, I wouldnt have let you sleep in my bed, I wouldnt have asked for your forgiveness, I wouldnt have watched a film with you, I wouldnt have even brought you to a hospital. If I had kidnapped you, you would be locked away with no one to talk to or comfort you, minimum food and no warmth, you would be alone. Next time you fucking accuse me of kidnapping you, make sure to check your facts" I rant, my voice raised slightly. I take a breath and see she is on the verge of tears however I had become trapped in my work mode so they had no effect on me.

"I am going down to make breakfast, something a kidnapper wouldnt do. Feel free to join me once you're done"

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