I Can't Let You Go

Bruises

She was laying on her bed and sleeping. Deeply and calmly. She did not even unpack her suitcases just put it aside in the room, undressed, and fell to the bed last night. As good as her time in San Francisco was... she would have missed gladly the previous evening. She just wanted to have some rest and forget that happened. She blamed herself. She had no idea what to think about it. Maybe she really did give signs to that man. Maybe... she was a kind and direct girl. Sometimes she does not notice when she is flirting with someone. Maybe she did that this time too, without knowing it, but that does not mean ... Phillip should have not misunderstood her actions. She turned to her other side, and she felt how someone grabbed her arm. She tried to open her eyes but she couldn't. Someone was pulling her arm more and more and she couldn't move. She felt how her heart was beating on her throat, and she tried to open her mouth too to scream but she couldn't. She was just lying there and can't do anything. That thing was pulling her arm much more, and that moment she finally could open her eyes and she almost jumped up on her bed. 
"Hey. Hey." Kit placed his hand to her face. "It is me." he smiled a bit. He saw how scared she is and he kissed her forehead. "Bad dream? I did not want to..." he started to explain."
"No. No. It was not your fault." Emilia sighed and took a deep breath. "Ahm... what... what are you doing here?"
"I thought you'll be happy to see me." Kit raised his brow.
"I am." she caressed his face. "I just... I had a bad dream. I am just... too tired." she wiped her hair back from her face and smiled at him. "I am so glad to see you." she leaned closer to kiss him, and he kissed her back, while they were falling to the bed in each other's embrace. Kit was over her and gave another kiss to her nose. 
"What happened?" Kit asked her. "In your dream" 
"I don't know. It was some nonsense thing. Probably." she swallowed. "But I am glad that you are here with me." she raised her hand to caress his face but that minute Kit noticed her arm. The bruises on her arm. He grabbed her wrist and sat up, while he was looking at it longingly. 
"Can I ... drink a coffee before we sink in that conversation?" Emilia asked him.
"What ..." Kit opened his mouth, but Emilia sit next to him and placed her finger to his lips. 
"Please" she smiled a bit. "That headache is killing me. You know the best jetlag sucks. And ... that is not important. Just some... misunderstandings." she looked down to her arm. Kit nodded but he was still holding her wrist. She wanted to stand up but he followed her and pulled her back. 
"No."
"Kit. Please."
"No. I was understanding. I was not debating while you were away, meanwhile, it killed me inside. I hated that you did not have a minute to talk with me. But now I want to know what the fuck is this, and how did you get those bruises." he looked nervous and serious. "Now." he made it clear. 
"See, that is why I did not want you to come here yesterday." she lowered her head. "I knew you... you'll overreact the situation." 
"Great. So you just blew me off ... because you thought it will pass for today? Or what? And I am not overreacting anything, I just want to know what happened, because it definitely looks like... if..." he stopped and raised her arm and just watching her purple-black spots. 
"Looks like what?" Emilia raised her brow.
"What happened?" Kit swallowed and looked into her eyes. Emilia sighed and walked back to the bed, and sit to the edge of it. 

SAN FRANCISCO - LAST NIGHT

Emilia smiled and talked with everyone that night. Her interview was so successful everyone loved it, and everyone wanted to know more. She loved to be in the spotlight and she loved that many people are interested in her charity and her work. She did not even notice that Phillip was next to her all night long. She did not care. She did not pay any attention to him at all. She was laughing with him, laughing at his jokes, but she did not give him any signs about she wants more from him than a business relationship. Her mother left them there at around 10 pm. She was tired, and they knew their plane is going to leave early in the morning, but Emilia wanted to perform her task and get more supporters because she believed in their work. She believed in Same You and what they work for. More supporters mean more publicity and that is what they needed. It was late at night, almost midnight when she decided to go to sleep and Phillip offered her to accompany her back to her room. They were in the hallway, and no one else was there instead of them.