Five Feet Apart

chapter 3; hopeful

YOUR POV

„Hey it's okay.", he said and i looked at him.
„No, nothing is okay", I cried and he began to talk again.
„Can i clean your cuts? Can I see it. I won't tell barb, but I need to see it."
I nodded.
He squatted in front of me and looked at my arm.
„God", he said under his breath.
I cried harder and he looked up to me.
„I have to get a first aid kit, uhm, just stay here and please don't do something stupid"
I nodded and waited.
Sat there and did nothing.

WILL'S POV

I was so overwhelmed, really.
But she needed my help and I wanted help her.
She's such a beautiful girl.
I searched for the first aid kit.
„Will, you in y/n's room? I need to look for her-"
„No", I said and moved in front of her door.
She pushed me away.
„Barb please she did something stupid but I promised her you won't find out and I just want to talk to her about it. I promise she won't cut but if she knows you found out, it just will make it worse. Please"

„How bad is it?", she asked after a break.
„Just one two small cuts, but I want to clean them. Can I please have a first aid kit?"
She rolled her eyes and gave me one.
„Thank you", I said and she looked me deep in my eyes.
„Take Care of her will. She's my niece. She's sensitive."
I nodded and she went away, I went back in her room.

„Hey", i said softly and squatted in front of her.
I looked at the cuts, the deep cuts.
She cried and looked at them and she was broken.
I cleaned them and put and bandage around it.
I sat down next to her and she leaned on my shoulder.
I put my arm around her, wanted her to feel save.
She stopped crying.
„Down for a hot chocolate?", I asked her after 10 minutes of being quiet, but she didn't answer.
She fell asleep.

I laid her down, covered her with a blanket.
When I wanted to go back to my room, she started talking to me again.
„Please don't go, don't leave me alone.", she whispered.
Should I? Fuck it.
I went to her bed, sat down and took of my shoes.
I laid down next to her, even if I had no space.
„Come here I said and she laid her head on my breast and I circled her neck with my thumb.
It felt so right.
After Stella died, I thought I could never love again.

But now I was... hopeful.