Page 11 of My best friends little sister

4am, and I cant sleep. I keep replaying it in my mind, the way she looked at me, the way her body gave in to my touch, the way we almost kissed...almost. I sigh before getting up, I need some water.

The second I leave my room I hear muffled noises coming from the guest room, as I get closer they become more clear.

Crying and then suddenly...she screams. I bolt to my room grabbing my gun off the dresser and head straight for the guest room before pushing the door open.

Nobody's here but angel, i walk towards her sleeping body, her face is puffy and red and theres tears streaming down her face, shes pale and looks slightly sweaty, but her eyes aren't open.

Shes shifting around while talking in her sleep and I can feel her panic, shit is she having a nightmare? I rush to the side of her bed and kneel down next to her. I shake her shoulder lightly ''angelica?'' she doesnt wake up ''angel wake up, its just a dream'' still nothing.

I touch her face lightly and her breathing increases, what the fuck.

I recoil my touch and she starts breathing rapidly ''no please, please dont touch me.

Please I'm sorry'' my heart breaks at her panicked words and I touch her face again trying to wake her ''wake up bellissima, youre safe'' (beautiful)

Her face softens as she sees me and she breaks down into gut wrenching sobs, I pull her into my arms as I stroke her hair ''shh its okay, youre safe.

He cant hurt you anymore'' her body trembles in my arms as her sobs increase, my heart slowly breaking with each cry.

''Ive got you, I wont let anyone hurt you'' I stay there for awhile with her in my arms as she cries into my bare chest, I continue stroking her hair and whispering reassurance into her ear, she needs to know shes safe.

Once I can feel her calm down i pull back slightly and cup her cheek in my hand, ''Are you okay?

'' I whisper softly as i stroke her face, she gives me a small smile and nods ''I'm okay, thank you'' I smile back at her before kissing her head and standing up.

''Go back to sleep sweetheart, if you need me you know where I am okay?

'' she nods before I stand up and go to walk away.

Before i can even take 2 steps i feel her grab my hand and I stop

I hesitate for a second before caving and getting under the covers with her, she cuddles up to me and I wrap my arm tightly around her securing her body to mine.

''Thank you'' its a faint whisper against my chest but I heard it, I grab a strand of her curls and twirl it around in my fingers lightly

I dont do feelings. feelings are what make strong men weak and I cant be seen weak, not with what I do, and she cant be seen as my weakness because the second anyone realises I would do anything for her, they'll use that against me.

I rest my chin on her head as I feel myself start to doze off, her smell calming my senses and then darkness consumes me.

I dream of her, of angel, thinking about what life with her by my side would look like.

I would cherish her, worship the ground she walks on, I would die just to protect her.

I dream of happiness, a world where I can come home from the roughness of my life and be greeted by the loving warmth of her until suddenly shes taken from me.

her small fragile body falling to the floor with a thud, blood pooling around her chest. I collapse to my knees beside her and pull her into my arms, her body going limp in my hold as I sob uncontrollably.

I watch as the life slowly drains from her face right in front of me, I watch as she takes her last breath before her eyes darken and her soul leaves.

no more sparkle, no more light, just...void.

I jolt awake sweaty and breathing heavy, I look down to see angel still wrapped tightly in my arms, sleeping peacefully. shes okay, she's alive, shes safe in my arms.

Am I that heartless that I dont want to let her go? even though her life will be in danger?