Is he worth it?

Chapter 19 I need time.

Noah's POV

I looked up to see a tall man with a shot gun clocked aimed at me. I instantly drop PJ, pull my gun out and put her behind me in one swift movement.

"Bill!! It's okay! I remember! He's not going to hurt me!" PJ yelled while quickly walking towards him. What on earth is she thinking.

"PJ get back!" I yelled. A car honks getting our attention. A small lady with short hair gets out of the car.

"Hey! What's going on!" She screamed.

"Carol! It's okay! I remember now! I remember my name. This is my boyfriend." PJ said out of breath.

"Are you sure honey? We can take care of him for you?" Carol said with wide eyes. Take care of me? What the fuck does she mean by that? 

"No. No. I promise. My name is Parker-Jane. This is my boyfriend Noah. He was looking for me. Someone kidnapped me and I escaped and then I saw your house and ran there." PJ was crying. Frantically trying to explain. I put my gun away and walked over to her and she turned around and hugged my waist so tight sobbing into my shirt. Carol looked at me suspiciously and then over to bill who was still pointing his shot gun at me.

"Oh, for fuck sakes Bill, put that thing away." Carol said while rolling her eyes. I am so relieved to have PJ in my arms alive rather than finding her lifeless body in the forest. Also, grateful that she found Bill and Carol. I can tell she was protected when she was here. 

"Well why don't you guys come in and have some lemonade? I'm so glad I know your real name now . Now we have something to call you. Although I'll still probably call you all my little sweet names because now I'm accustomed to them all." Carol was talking while walking back up to the porch not realizing we weren't following. PJ pulls from me and looks up to read my face.

"We have to go." I whisper. She turns to face Carol. 

"It's okay. Thank you, Carol for offering, but we have to get going. I'm eager to get back." PJ speaks up, walking over to Carol. She wraps her arms around Carol.

"Thank you so much for taking me in. I can't imagine where I would be if you guys hadn't taken me in."

"Of course! My goodness. You come back and visit us okay? We really want to see you again." Carol said and PJ nodded. Then Carol whispered in PJs ear, but I couldn't hear what she was saying. PJ just pulled away and nodded. She then walked over to Bill giving him a hug. I started to feel a little bit jealous. PJ doesn't need to hug other men. Her embrace should only be for one man in her life and that me. I really need to get a fucking grip. 

PJs POV

I climbed up in the back of Noah's truck to find Tony in the driver's seat. I gave him a small smile.

"Welcome back." He smiles and then looks away. Noah got into the back with me and sat so close to me. Almost as if he wasn't touching me this all wouldn't be real. Like I would disappear if he wasn't touching me in some way.

"Drive us to her house." Noah said with his deep husky voice. Sending a tingle down my spine. I missed hearing his words fill my ears. Being in that barn all that kept me going was his voice. I wished that I could hear it every single second I was trapped there. 

We were 10 minutes into the drive, and I started to get anxious. I couldn't help but bounce my leg rapidly. Noah must have noticed because he put his hand on my leg to let me know he was here. I smiled at him.

"Tell me what you are thinking." He says to me. I slightly laugh with tears brimming my eyes.

"Well for starters. Why did you find me and not the police? Where is my mom? Does she even know I was gone? What about my friends? What do they even think? What are you involved with because you've never carried a gun before? I am so confused. I feel weird. I feel disoriented after everything I have been through. I didn't even remember who I was for a whole fucking week. I'm fucking scared." I say tears flowing down my face. It felt like I couldn't breathe. Like someone was crushing my air way. He just looked at me with a blank stare and then pulled me into a hug. The pressure from his hug felt nice. Smelling him was starting to calm me down. Reminding me I'm safe now.