Bittercoated

Lose What's Not Yours

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"So Fiona is................."

"Oren is Fiona's biological mother Louis. I'd never be able to give birth to my own baby." I swallow the lump in my throat as I let the begging teardrops pass by my warm cheeks. "I'd never be able to."

"I'm sorry Reen." Louis whispers as I feel him moving closer to me, his arm brushing mine. "I don't even know how to express the mixed emotion burning inside my head."

"You don't have to." I look at his piercing blue eyes. "When you told me about your past a while ago in the beach, somehow, I misunderstood you at first like anyone else, because you said you taped someone. But when I got to know the whole thing, which was confusing you for years, I felt you. I know the feeling Louis, how much courage it took to open yourself up and how it wasn't easy. I just put myself in your place and thought about the things which I haven't told you yet. It wasn't like I was hiding or I was afraid to tell you, I was struggling with myself to find a proper time and I'm sorry for that. You are more than welcome if you want to think about moving away from me or take some time to envision everything I just told you."

I smile faintly and make myself sit on the bed, fixing Harry's shirt on me before getting down from the bed. My head feels a bit lighter after telling Louis everything I wanted to tell him since the day I found myself falling for him.

As I intend to walk forward, I'm stopped by two hands resting on my sides firmly. I close my eyes as I feel the warmth of Louis' cheek against my back, slowly pulling me towards him by my sides and I don't deny. He turns me around to face him and makes me sit on his thighs, cupping my face gently. I look at him with intensity as he kisses my cold knuckles and takes my hands in his as it's the most vulnerable thing to exist.

"Remember the time when we were on the beach before all these happened, I loved you that time. After hearing all these, I love you the same, maybe more because with each passing moment, I'm falling for you more and more. I'm sorry I weren't with you in your past but I can't imagine my future without you." He makes me look at him. "If my past is bothering you...................."

"Not at all." I cut him off quickly with a protesting whisper. "I love you means I love all of you and your belongings. I'm just shocked that how our past is so related about which none of us had no idea."

I press my forehead against Louis' as we both look at each other with teary eyes. Louis' soft lips brushes against my forehead before he pulls me into a warm hug. I let my head rest on his chest as he caresses his palm against my back tenderly.

Somehow it's a feeling I always wanted to feel, a strong hand to hold mine when I'm weak, a warmth to feel against me when I'm cold. Whenever I look at him, I feel like, yes, I finally have what I always wanted. I wanted happiness and he's my epitome of happiness.

"I could be Fiona's............father." I hear Louis' whispering against my hair as I let my eyes close to blink away the tears.

"No you are Louis because Derick is not." I pull myself away from Louis and sigh heavily. "No wonder Fiona is with Oren. I don't know what's going on her mind but I know Fiona is safe with her. But.................I can't live without her Louis, I can't."

"You don't have to Reen. We'll find her and she'd be with you, with us, forever." He tells tilting his head down.

Louis plants small kisses over my cheeks as the fear of losing Fiona to Oren creeps my tears out again. I stand up hastily as a knock on the door alerts us. Harry enters the room with Bebe with some papers in their hand.