Saverio

Part 20 - Protect

ALEC BRUADI

Honor's been asleep all day. I put her to bed shortly after she found out she was pregnant.

I couldn't get to sleep. My mind was going places.

I was contemplating on weather or not I should try and get ahold of Saverio again.

But I decided that I should let Honor decide.

Since this is their baby.

And he might answer Honor if she calls.

That's why I'm led next to her waiting for her to wake up.

I know she's upset and not in the mood for more shit.

But this needs to be sorted. Now!

She begins waking up, moving around the bed until she notices me.

We hold a stare, feeling flowing around us.

She's still upset. I'm still hurt.

I smile softly at her.

"Morning"

She attempts a smile. But pain overflows her once again.

She looks so drained. Mentally. Physically. And emotionally.

I reach from behind me. Grabbing a freshly made coffee and a few cookies to go with it.

She needs to eat something sweet.

I'm a guy, but I always found that sweet foods make me happy.

She grabs the mug and the plate from me.

Putting the plate onto the bed and gently placing both hands around the warmness of the mug.

I can see her body loosen it's tense feeling. Her body warming up.

Hopefully so does her heart.

I watch as she takes a sip of the coffee.

Her eyes shutting slowly, before opening them again.

She grabs a cookie from the plate, bitting some off.

She slowly chews onto it in her mouth.

I bite into my tongue.

Fuck! She's so damn broken.

"We have to talk." I whisper

She looks over at me, taking a moment to take in my words before nodding her head slightly.

I get out of the bed, walking over to the living room. Waiting for her to enter.

I know she's going to hate this conversation. I would too.

She looks so broken.

I just want the best for her.

I would have decided this already.

I would have decided to go all around the goddamn world just to find Saverio and get him to fix what he's broken.

His girl.

But this is her choice. Her right to chose.

Does she want to know the full truth of what happened?

Do I?

I know this must be hard for her. That's why I don't put my opinion in things before hers.

Because I know hers will be her needs. Mine is just desperation.

She enters the living room.

A blanket covering her whole body, and the coffee still in her hands.

She sits besides me with her legs folded and her arms above them, along with the coffee.