In the arms of evil

For her? Anything.

Colton hasn't left my side in almost three weeks since I've been here in the hospital. Apparently he had an agreement with Marcus. He'd the job he was asked to do, after I leave the hospital. I was reluctant at first. Moaning and arguing, begging him to tell Marcus no. But I was in here for that very reason. He'd do the job and then they'd let him go. That was the deal made. And Colton made it known that should anything happen to me, it would be the end of Marcus and his gang.

Since being here, Garrett and Lucy have come to see me. He waited till I looked a little better to bring Lucy so she doesn't get scared. She had ended up falling asleep in my arms last week as I read her a book. Colton let us have our space, giving Garret a warning glare before leaving the room. Garrett told me not to worry about my job and that it'll still be there once I feel safe enough to return. Honestly, I don't know if I ever will.

Sammy has also dropped by on a few occasions. Mostly to apologise, bring me books that I ask for, and to watch me when Colton goes home to shower. But he rarely leaves my side. Colton has filled the room with peony's because they remind me of my mother. The entire room smells like a garden. Sometimes I lay in bed at night and imagine I'm running through the fields back at home like I used to as a child. It helped drift me off to sleep.

"So, everything seems to be healing up rather nicely" doctor Carmichael says, flipping through her sheets. "Looks like you can go home as soon as today." She looks at me smiling before her head and mine both turn to Colton as he states "you're coming to stay with me." Before I can even protest, he begins talking again "it's not safe Brook. You're coming to stay with me. End of." The doctor leaves us. "Colton,"
"no Brooklyn. I'm not letting you-"
"Okay." He shuts his mouth instantly, eyes analysing mine. "What?" He asks cautiously. "Okay" I repeat. "I'll be safer with you. I feel safer knowing you're with me. Protecting me. I want to go back with you." He stands there, not saying a word, processing what I'm saying. "Well, in that case, would you move in with me?" Now I'm the one laying there with my mouth gaped open. "I know it's a bad time, but I love you Brook. I was hoping you would live with me eventually. So how bout it? Want to live with me doll?" He smiles nervously. "Yes" I whisper, happy tears falling down my cheek. "Don't cry baby" he says, wiping them away with his thumb. "They're happy tears" I say, holding his hands as he cups my face. He smiles and brings his face down to kiss me passionately. "Let's go home" he whispers through the kiss, forehead pressed against mine.

Colton had made Sammy go to my place and pick up my clothes. He dropped by to give me something to change into at the hospital. An eggshell sweater and black sweats with doc Martins. "Thanks Sammy" Colton says, taking them from him and handing them to me. I take them from him, shuddering as my hands rub across him. "Brook..." Coltons once bright green eyes full of life now  looked pained and full of guilt. "I'm sorry" I mutter, tucking my hair behind my ear, looking down at my feet. I don't know why I reacted that way. But the thought of Sammy rummaging through my wardrobe and Colton touching them too made my skin crawl.

I rush into the bathroom and begin to undress when I realise I need Colton to help with the back of the gown I have on. "Uh...Colton?" I say through the tiny space I have the door cracked open to. "Yeah baby?" He says immediately, head turning to face me. "I need help" I say shyly. "Of course baby. I'll see you later Sammy" with that, Sammy leaves and Colton comes into the bathroom.

"I'm not them" he says, undoing the first knot. "I know. I'm sorry" I mutter, thumbs fumbling. He sighs, turning me around, taking my hands in his. I immediately relax. "It's just... you and Sammy touching my clothes... it just made me feel uneasy" I admit. Taking in a deep breath, understanding, he kisses my hands gently. "I'm sorry baby. I should have known." I smile at his understanding nature, thankful I have him by my  side. Turning me do my back is facing him, he undoes the rest of the knots. "Do you still want me here?" He asks cautiously before my gown comes off. "Yes" I answer, holding onto his hand they rest on my shoulders. He kisses my neck from behind reassuringly before he brings the gown down carefully and slowly.