Connecting

Lola’s pov,

When Noah ran away from the crowd, Lola followed him. She had not spoken to him since he rescued her from Marc. She would have been dead if he hadn’t found her in time. She saw Noah run into the forest and she tried to follow his trail. She found him sitting against a tree with his head between his legs. He looked up when he heard her approach and Lola saw he had been crying. A little pinch went through her heart, for some reason she couldn’t bare seeing him so sad and vulnerable.

“Are you okay?” she softly asked.

Noah turned his head away, “You were right I was turning into my dad. Look at what I just did. I killed someone’s son because I missed all the signs. I hate that I must act cruelly to make people fear me.”

Lola sat down next to him, “I did not mean what I said about you turning into your dad. I was trying to hurt you I am sorry. But why do you behave so cruelly then if you hate it?”

Noah gritted his teeth, “I learned at a young age what happens when you are not f