Pulse

Chapter 10

Layla

"Why do you think you're undeserving of me? I was curious. Surely this man must know how handsome and good-looking he is...even how sweet he can be when he lets his guard down.

"I have no idea what I am doing, I have a bad temper and I can get in my head and not be the best person. I have issues and I tend to just keep it all to myself.
I don't share my feelings, I don't do the boyfriend thing cause it scares the hell out me and I feel you deserve someone who will always be there. I won't always be here and I'm not ready to give up what I love." He speaks from his heart I can see that clearly.

"Well for someone that doesn't share their feelings I think you did very well.
I'm not asking you to be there 24/7 and I'll do my best to not be that clingy girl; let's just not put pressure on any of this. Do what feels right." I say with hopefulness and understanding. This man is worth taking a leap of faith with.

Knock knock

We both turn and see Brigg's dad enter.

"Hey. So I brought a change of clothes for you." He pushed a wheelchair in with a bag of clothes hanging from his wrist.

"Thanks, dad."

"Do you need help getting dressed? His dad offered.

"Nah, I got this," Briggs asked me to get his crutches. I helped him get up getting him positioned and steady he made his way over to his dad.

I could see tears in his dad's eyes watching his son moving around. Like a father seeing his son doing something so phenomenal as just walking. You can see the unconditional love of a father.

"How are you feeling Briggs? He asked him.

"Sore, but I'm moving more." He shrugged his shoulders trying to sound like the strong soldier he is. But you can tell he's not feeling that strong.

"You look good." His dad brushed his hand up Briggs back.

"Guess I have no complaints when most of the men were taken out."
Briggs's voice wavered sounding still distraught and emotional about hearing they had been wiped out.
Both men just teared up and gave a look of understanding.

I moved in and slide my arm around Briggs back. "Thank you, two for fighting for us. I can see the heartache and pain of what you've seen and been through, but I can see the strong fighters in both of you that make you the heroes of this world." I say generously, so thankful for men like these two. We take for granted what men like these are doing.

"Thank you, Layla." His dad said.

"Briggs you got a good one. I'll wait outside." His dad says.

"I know dad, she's definitely one of the good ones." Briggs looked down at me and winked, his smile sending a chill up my back.

His dad nodded at me and smiled. He walked out.

I walked beside Briggs in case he needed me. He was doing really good but you could tell it was taking a lot out of him and he was in pain but trying to cover it up by looking fine.

"Do you want help?" I asked offering my help. I don't want him to feel babied or like he can't do anything but I want him to know I am here if he needs me.

"I got it." He smoothed his hand over my hip cause my body to hum with tingles.

He goes inside the washroom I waited outside. He left the door open. I watched as he struggled to get his pants on. It took everything in me not to help. I have to let him figure it out on his own. He needs this. To feel strong and capable of even the hardest task right now that we find easy or not even something to overthink.