"What exactly do you want from me and why are you helping me? Its not like you care" I screamed at him tears threatening to fall. "Nobody does." i mumbled hoping he wouldn't
hear.
"I fucking care Jenna, I do." he replyed calmly. " I don't want anything from you. I wanna help you because I care for you. The moment i saw you..I wanted to help." he said to me softly
A sob escapes my mouth. I want his help I really do, but I can't risk it. I can't risk him getting hurt because of me. Because he tried to help me and they hurt him. I don't want him to get hurt because of me like everyone else has. I can't let it happen.
"Dean I know you care and thats the problem I can't let you." i say through tears "If you get hurt because of me I would never forgive myself. What if they hurt you? I can't let you care for me anymore. I just can't !" I screamed the last part to him and finally broke down
I sobbed. I couldn't take it anymore. He slowly walked over to me. He stood in front of me. I kept my head down refusing to look at him. I couldn't see his face, it will make this harder for me. He lifted my chin up with his finger and looked at me. I could see the worry and sadness in his eyes. I caused it and it made it worse for me. He looked at me just staring.
Then he embraced me in a hug. A hug that made me feel safe and like I was wanted. A hug that made everything melt away even if it was just for a little while. I felt content even if it was just for a few moments.
He pulled away and said "I will always be here for you Jenna always. Even when you push me away. I will always be here." he said softly making my heart jump.
"Thank you Dean. Thank you" I said to him burying my face in his chest.
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RomanceMeet Jenna Whitmore; nerdy, has contacts but always wears her glasses, sweatshirts everyday. Shes the type of girl that nobody really talks to, and if they do its mean or snarky comments. But she always stays happy..well kinda. She's abused at home...
