Something I'm Not 2- History (Sequel)

Chapter 24

"I was just Matt's sex slave for two months, why on earth would I want to exploit anything else of me to anyone else? I had a good job, I wasn't no one's slave, I didn't work for nobody, I had time to breathe. I don't want your help, I just want to be left alone."  she says and I bring the car to a stop. 

I can be blunt too. "Caroline, I'm trying to help you. You have nothing left, don't you realize that? I'm right fucking here trying to help you so quit trying to hold my past against me. I understand what I was scares the hell out of you and you probably don't trust anyone right now, but I am the same person I was before this happened. The man you claimed you loved. Tell me right the hell now, what I have to do to show that to you. The sooner we get past this the better for the both of us." I say staring at the wheel trying to think of a calmer way to say what I wanted but couldn't. 

"You can let it go. I don't care who you claim to be, I don't want help." she says and I sigh as she steps out of the car. This game hasn't changed. I get out of course and follow after her. "What the hell are you doing? You don't know where you're going." I call after her and she starts to jog away from me and I groan in frustration and run after her. Every stride hurt like a bitch but this is what she wants. She won't ever admit it, but she likes having someone to chase after her. 

She tried to run a little faster and went across the street into a field. But I caught up and when I caught an arm around her she thrashed and screamed and I pinned her to the ground. If she really wanted me off she would've elbowed me cause that's my weak spot but she didn't. Which means she must still care. 

She panted and sobbed at the same time and I had realized how much pinning her down like this must have been what Matt had done because she had melted into a mess underneath me. I had let her calm down before attempting to get her to talk. "Calm down Caroline. I'm not hurting you." I tell her and she looks away. "Get off me." she fights a little but she was far too weak and malnourished to even have a chance. "Will you run?" I ask her. "Yes." she answers and I sigh. "Then no. I almost lost my life to get you back and I'm not letting you go again. You can get as pissy as you want, but I'm helping you get back on your feet. I'm the only thing you got." I tell her firmly and she never looked so lost and fragile as she did now and it hurt but at least I made some sense.... hopefully. 

"I'm starting to think you just like me chasing you to be honest. I know you still have feelings for me, so calm the hell down, get in the car, and get over it. I'm not gonna baby you. I'm going to help you." I tell her and she stares at me stubbornly. "Can I let you up without running now?" I ask her and she shakes her head no. I groan and pull her up over my shoulder. She's a lot lighter than she used to be. "You shouldn't be carrying me with your rib." she says and I roll my eyes. "That's all I've seemed to do for you is get myself hurt." I mumble. "Then why go through the effort?" she pulls another string and I sigh. "Cause that's what people do when they love someone. That's something you taught me, remember?" I say and she huffs. "Love is a big waste of time." she says and I don't respond. It hurt. 

She crossed her arms in the car and ignored me, except when we went to the store for her to get clothes. "I can't believe I'm doing this." she mumbles and I sigh. "You're not one for shopping are you?" I ask and she shakes her head. "You're the strangest girl I've ever met." I say dryly. "Welcome to world fuck up." she says with a shrug and I grow a look of amusement. "Already there." 

I sat on the couch by the dressing rooms and let her have her space. I gave her my card, which took another argument but I won and let her do what she wanted. 

I had taken a shower that night before going to bed and had accidentally ran into her, it jarred my rib a little but she had glanced back down and up before looking away. I know she still wants me. My wounds were almost fully healed so it wasn't that she was looking at. 

"Um... I just wanted to thank you." she says and I shrug. "It wasn't anything." I tell her and she shrugs before turning to walk down the stairs. I leaned over the rail and looked down at her. "Hey Caroline." I say and she looks up at me. "You up for a movie?" I ask her and she looks around for a minute. "I guess." she says shyly and I smirk. "Go pick one out, I'll be down in a minute." I wink at her and she answers with a quiet "okay" and steps into the living room. I kept watching her as she sat in front of the TV and started looking at the movies. 

I had put on a loose t shirt and sweat pants before meeting her downstairs already on the couch. I had to laugh when I saw what she had picked. "Titanic? I never pictured you as the romance type." I admit and sit on the couch with my back to the arm rest. She shrugs. "I'm not, I hate romance's but I've always liked  this movie." she admits and I stare at her for minute before leaning forward to pull her onto my stomach. She tensed and grabbed my arm. "It's okay, relax." I tell her and pull my knee up to get comfortable. "I'm not exactly sure about this, Harry." she says starting to feel uneasy and I rest my chin on her shoulder and tighten my arms around her smaller torso. "We always sat like this when we watched movies." I remind her and she actually relaxes a little. "That was before-" she says and I smirk as I reach up and cover her mouth. "Please don't start another argument." I tell her and she sinks a little more onto me. "I have limits, just keep that in mind." she says through a sigh and I half smile. "I'm just simply keeping you warm, think of it that way. Another way to take care of you." I tell her and she doesn't answer but watches the movie.