the suicide hotline | ✔️

23.

"because i have feelings for you wendy, and i care about you. and when you care for someone you protect that certain someone from getting hurt again." i couldn't move that was my reaction.

brad actually does like me and i find it unbelievable.

"why me? i have so much problems." i laugh to hide my pain

"seriously?" he clicks his tongue.

"i like you because you're... different? i don't how to explain my feelings quite yet. you're different in a way that's good, you don't try to flirt with every guy you see, you don't need to wear provocative clothes to show off your beauty. you're beautiful and mainly.. you let me find a way into your heart somehow after all the pain you've been in." he explains and i look like i've been hit by a train.

it's quite and i can hear the busy street behind us.

"look. you don't have to say i-"

"i have feelings for you.." i confess and hide my eyes.

he lifts up his head, from when he put it down with disappointment.

"you do?" he asks and i reply with a nod.

"yes."

i see a soft smile and my heart flutters, i return the smile and he grabs my hand suddenly.

"so stay with me then. i'll swear to you you cannot be hurt as long as you're in my presence." he says with a plead, i squeeze his hand in return.

"i will stay." i reply and he hugs me suddenly.

"...thank you." i hear him quietly say.

"why?" i curiously ask

"for giving me a chance."

i am frozen still and i hear nothing but silence.
it was safe silence. i felt safe. for once, i was happy and safe now.

he tightens his arms around me and i rest my head on his chest.

i could fall asleep just like that.

soon enough we pull away

i turn to look at the clock and realize it's 10pm

i turn away to yawn and look back at him who's fixing his sweatshirt.

"i'm tired..." i reveals and he looks up after putting his hood on.

"come on then." he beckons me to his room.

i nervously follow him and he moves the comforter for me to squeeze into, i move over so he has room to lay down.

he opens his arms out to me and i blush suddenly.

"it's okay, just come." he answers and i nod, moving into his arms.

"i can hear your little heart, it sounds like it's gonna burst." he laughs

"don't worry we aren't doing anything, i just wanted to stay like this. sorry to make you nervous." he explains and i bury my head deeper into his chest.

"it's okay. i was just confused." i confess and i feel his hand on my head.

"wendy, at first i was so confused if i liked you or if it was just my mind messing with me but then i looked at my heart and the heart doesn't lie and i knew i developed feelings for you. the moment you called the hotline and i heard your quiet voice and how it trembled. you don't understand how bad i wanted to save you, or at least help you." he stated and relaxed me.

"you did save me." i remember and i feel his embrace get tighter.

"i really tried for you." i explain and he pulls me away

"i know you did and i'm glad you let me try. i know you were hesitant at first." he exclaims and i feel myself drift off and my breathing become slower.

i hear a faint voice in the background just before i fall into a deep sleep.

"what'd i do to deserve you, wendy. i am gonna dedicate my life to you and you'll never be as happy as you will be soon."

i soon fall asleep to that voice on repeat in my head.