Page 56 of My best friends little sister

I walk angel to the couch and gently set her down, grabbing a few pillows and a blanket for her. ''I remember that day. I didn't know it was you Dante...'' she whispers. He big green eyes piercing my brown ones, holding deep emotion.

She turns to look at Mateo who's sat in shock. Clearly overwhelmed and confused by the information hes hearing. ''That was when i found out what he was doing to you, wasn't it?'' she nods again and looks down at her hands.

She wanted to die? She was hoping she'd fucking freeze to death so she could escape him? ''You wanted to die angel?'' Mateo asks exactly what i was thinking. Angel nods and a sob escapes her lips. ''Come here...'' i pull her into me as she cries against my chest.

I shake away my thoughts and sigh, stroking her hair softly. ''That doesnt change the fact i was a coward angel. I could have protected you in that moment and i didn't. I had a gun, i could have ended his fucking life and i chose to walk away and leave you''

She shakes her head and pulls away from my chest, ''maybe thats true, but where would we be now?

I would have been sent away to live with a foster family.

I wouldn't have seen Mateo again. You and Mateo wouldn't be friends and that means that we would have never met Dante'' damn this fucking girl

I cant help but chuckle through my tears and she smiles, ''god angel, thats a bit morbid. Youre telling me it was a good thing that your father hurt you because if he hadn't, we wouldn't have met?'' she nods with her smile still plastered on her face.

Her cheeks go a light shade of pink and she nods hesitantly, ''good. Youre finally starting to understand just how beautiful you are''