He Saved Me

Chapter eighty

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~Masons P.O.V~

Words are spewing out of Leah's mother's mouth faster than a volcano erupts. I'm watching Leah, knowing her walls are slowly breaking and her heart is racing.

I wrap my arm around her waist, whispering in her ear, 'Deep breaths' She nods, leaning into my chest.

"Mason, sweetie, thank you for protecting my daughter. I don't know what I would do without you" She turns her attention over to me.

I nod, withholding from the long line of profanities I wish to let out.

"I know you don't like me, and that's understandable. But I hope you both will forgive me" She continues.

Neither of us answer and she presses the issue. I can feel Leah slipping away. Each word her mother says, more and more pressure is being put on me to hold her up. She physically is struggling to be present in the conversation, I can only imagine how she is feeling mentally.

"Mom, please" She whispers, her grip on my arm tightening.

"Leah, you need to forgive me. You're my only daughter. You're all I have left" She cries.

"Mrs. Williams, with all due respect, Ma'am, I don't think Leah is in the right state to make a decision like that. You both have put her through a lot emotionally and physically and she needs time" I stop her from going on.

"Heather, you're better off without her. So are you Mason. She's just a burden. Kait was much better" Her father sneers, rolling his eyes.

"Coming from you" Leah mumbles.

"I think we should go. We have somewhere to be" I clear my throat, needing to escape this toxic environment. Leah doesn't need this on her plate. She has much more important things to be focusing on.

The second we leave the room, tears cascade down her face as she falls to the floor.

"Shįt" I curse, squatting in front of her.

"Baby, come on, let's get to the car. You're okay" I pick her up and rush out of the rehab center, thanking the lady at the desk.

When we get to the car I slip into the backseat, needing the room.

"Come on Le, they aren't worth those tears" I wipe her eyes, rocking her back and forth.

"Take me home" She stares up at me with sad, empty eyes.

My heart shatters hearing those three words. She sounds so lost.

"Of course, my love. I'll take you home" I kiss her forehead before moving her to the passenger seat.

The drive back to her house is silent. The radio plays all the songs that are typically lost by her voice. The once clear sky grays over as raindrops the size of baseballs pound against the car's windshield. The whole atmosphere has changed, and I fear what's to come next.

"Okay, Le. I'll pull up to the front door so you don't have to walk in the rain. Head up to your place. I'll be right up" I look over at her, she's staring out the window, a blank expression on her face.

When I pull up to the front, it takes her a second to register. She slowly opens the door and drags her feet through puddles, stopping to look down at her once dry feet.

I quickly park in a visitor's spot and rush to her, helping her up the stairs.

When we get to her apartment we're both soaked.