Getting Him

Georgina and Liam decide to stay at Helen’s, taking the twins with them. Jackson and I are at home alone, or as alone as we can be, with two men constantly here on guard.

“Come upstairs. I have something for you.” He pulls me upstairs, and I follow. We walk towards one of the rooms. Walking in, it has changed, the colours and everything.

“I decided that morning you left I would change the room, I would make it something you liked as well. We worked on it while you were away.” I begin to cry. He didn’t leave me and forget I existed. His arms wrap around me, his lips kissing mine, slowly and gently.

My hands move, unfastening his buttons, sliding his shirt down. He steps back, and I remember how he couldn’t touch me before I left.

“Sorry, I forgot,” I smile. He looks at me, confused.

“Alena, the only thing stopping me from ripping your clothes off right now is not knowing how you will react. You have not spoken to me about what he did to you. I don’t want to touch you and hurt you phys