CHAPTER THIRTEEN.

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Marshalls POV

I stood outside the bathroom door after Natalie locked it ,I heard her sigh and say"what did I do to deserve him?"I smiled

Natalie was everything I could ever wish for. She made me feel complete and she was understanding ,I would do anything for her and I know how rediculous I sound right now since I only just met her but I couldn't picture my future without her

I closed my eyes as placed my head on the poutside of the bathroom door "She will be the death of me " I sighed before I walked out the room to brace the rain again

I walked down the stairs and I couldn't help but think if we were moving too fast ,I didn't want too pressurise her into anything

I took the umbrella and began walking out to the car ,the rain pelted the flimsy umbrella and made me feel like I was fighting against mother natures elements ,

As I sat behind the wheel of the car I closed my eyes ,I immediately saw Natalie's tear stained face at the grave yard ,I opened my eyes as the familiar feeling of burning rage bubbles through me

How could someone want to hurt and break,someone as kind and loving as Natalie?

Seeing her that way makes me want to kill the person who put tears in her eyes ,it makes me want to be a better person
I

reached over the centre console and grabbed her purse off the floor as well as my bag from the back seat. Before I booted back to the house

When I entered the house again ,I began to fansitize of what it might be like to walk home one day after a busy day at work and find my wife making dinner in the kitchen as the smells waft through the house and I would scold her for doing it since I would have wanted to be in the kitchen helping

As a small child runs into the kitchen to hug me ...I was snapped from my reverie when I heard Mr Nielson clear his throat

He turned the faucet to fill a glass of water before asking me "seems like you moving in now?" He gestured to the bag at my feet with Natalie's purse on top

"Oh no ..I'm just staying till the weekend,since Natalie said she needed to put space between us and all ,and we agreed on me staying here for the rest of the week if that's okay with you of course " I say as I nervously run my hand through my hair

"Well ,I do trust you Marshall and Natalie is old enough to make her own decisions but just know that if you hurt her I will make sure the fish have a feast and don't think I won't ,I'm ex military so think wisely " he says and I feel like the air in the room just got sucked out

"Marshall would you be a dear and take this up to Natalie?" Mrs Nielson asks as she hands me a fluffy blanket throw thing while giving Mr Nielson a hard glare and if looks could kill the poor man would probanlky be taking his last breath

"No problem Mrs Nielson I am going there anyway " I say as I pick the bag up and make my way to the staircase

"Oh and Marshall ,I've made the guest room up but since you sleeping on Natalie's couch I don't think you'll need it ,but if you do feel free " Mrs Nielson said as Mr Nielson choked on his water

I thanked them both and walked up to Natalie's room ,I swing the door open and close it behind me making sure to lock it with a goofy smirk on my face that I had not noticed before until I thought of it

Great now I'm talking to myself

I walked further into the room and find Natalie curled up in a ball on the couch with a box of tissues that seem to be half way finished

I walked over to her and soon droopy red rimmed chocolate brown eyes meet my ochre ones

"Hey *sneeze*Marshall" she says as I place my bag and hers onto the armchair

Her voice is hoarse and barely audible and her eyes are puffy ,she shivered and tried to sit up

I helped her up before I closed the windows ,she continued to sneeze and I felt terrible seeing her like this

I handed her the blanket thing her mother have me and she cuddled into it

"Why don't you go have a bath and get out of those wet clothes *sneeze*" she managed to say

"Will you be okay?" I ask as I placed a kiss to her forehead

"I will be fine *sneeze*just a cold " she said her voice was so soft I nearly heard her

I nodded and walked to the bathroom with my bag

When I came out I heard Natalie whimpering and moaning in her sleep

"No....n.no Preston " she trashed around on the coach

I gently shook her awake in a desperate attempt to save her from her nightmares

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