Chapter Thirteen

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Charlotte’s P.O.V Walking back into Rob's rooms, I just blanked and headed over to my familiar spot. The window. I loved the window. Freedom. ‘Why did you try to run away? Even after what I told you last night!’. He asked me, sadly. I felt really bad, Remembering... ~~~the evening before~~~ Gina and Brian had just left the room, Did she really just tell me she liked that man… That monster!? Looking over at Matt, I’ll get it out of him, All those things that he clearly keeps bottled up. ‘What was the bad thing?’ I asked He looked at me, all confused. ‘What?’ ‘What was the bad thing that made you this way’. He just rolled his eyes and went to walk away, but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back. From his facial expression, I could tell he didn’t want to talk about it. ‘I thought we were done talking about this!’ He said coldly. I shook my head. ‘Fine, you really wanna know?’ He started raising his voice, It scared me a little. ‘Fine, My newborn daughter and girlfriend were in a car crash and they died. It sent me off the rails. Things got worse when I found out the driver of the other car was drunk. He was a typical spoilt, rich brat so managed to avoid jail by going to rebab because mummy and daddy had the money to make everything go away. I found him, He had no remorse. I killed him and never felt better. I never stopped killing after that’. I was speechless. I didn’t know what to say. ‘I-I-’ ‘Drop it, Now’. I nodded. That’s what he was hiding? I could see all the pain in his face, It.. really upset me. ‘Oh my god, Rob, I’m so sorry’. I told him honestly. His eyes started to water, So, I pulled him into a hug quickily, before any of his tears escaped. He didn’t seem like the kind of man who would want anyone to see him cry. ‘I’m sorry’. After a few minutes, He pulled away from. There was still alone teardrop on his cheek. Raising my hand, I cupped his face and wiped the drop away with my thumb. ‘I’m sorry for what I did to you’ He whispered, Looking right into my eyes. I smiled, Under all the scary man stuff, He’s just sad... And probably lonely… and in so much pain. I think I could start trusting him now, Now I know his truths. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘I’m sorry Rob, But if you were me, Would you think you were safe here?’ I asked, Honestly. He looked upset again. Hesitantly, I grabbed his hand, Holding it, Comfortingly. ‘You still don’t feel safe? Not even with me?’ ‘I..’ I had to be honest with him.. And myself. ‘I guess... With you I do, Maybe with Brian but... With that Damon guy running around, No. I really don’t’. I told him. ‘I’ll Never let him near you. Ever again’. Something in his voice told me he was being honest... But was that a promise he was able to keep?
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