I Choose You

Chapter 42: Dose Of Liam

         For the next few days, Hope hasn't seen Sloane, texting Liam about an hour earlier as he's on his way over.

         "Still nothing?" Liam asks, walking through the door.

          "Nothing. I know she's in there. I hear her sometimes."

          Liam nods, walking down the hall and knocking on the door. No answer. He turns the doorknob, it opening before stepping in and closing it behind him. He sees Sloane laying in the bed facing the wall, still in his shirt from the other day.

         "Sloane?" he calls out, but she doesn't say anything. He sits down on the bed, sliding his hand on her arm. "Hey, Hope and I are worried about you."

          Still nothing.

          "Sloane, talk to me please."

          "What are you doing here?" she asks quietly, her voice raspy.

          "I wanted to make sure you're okay."

          "I'm fine."

          "No, you're not," Liam sighs. He leans down and kisses over the back of her neck, sliding a hand on her hip. He then tickles her a little, trying to get her to smile. "Look at me."

          She looks at him, Liam kissing her forehead. "Hope called you didn't she."

          "Yeah maybe," Liam chuckles.

          "You're a bad liar."

         "Yeah, she called me. She was worried about you."

          "I know."

          "I meet with my new lawyer tomorrow," Liam smiles.

          "Yeah?"

          "Yeah. Can you go with me?"

          "Really?"

           "I mean, is that too early? You don't have to."

          "I don't look lawyer presentable."

          "Babe," Liam smiles, "please?"  

          Sloane nods smiling.

          "Really?"

          "I can probably hide the bruises. I don't want to ruin your chances."

          "You're not gonna ruin my chances."