I did just that, listening to the calm rythm of his heart I tried to make mine the same.
Every passing second helped, slowly the panic attack resided, instead I was left in the arms of the man who took me away from dad in the first place.
The man who ruined any bit of sanity I had left, unwillingly anger took over me, enveloping the calm. I pushed him away harshly and wobbled away.
Letting the tears roll down my cheeks I sniffled whilst Andrei just looked at me blankly once again, his hands clenched by his sides.
"Your the reason, YOUR THE REASON WHY I'M NOT WITH DAD RIGHT NOW. ANDREI IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT" I yelled out, rage coursed through my body as he stayed silent.
"ANDREI I WANT TO GO HOME.....I NEED TO GO HOME" my body gave up on me, the lack of food and water finally showing it's effects "please" I gently fell onto his carpeted ground, the thud resonating through the room.
"Sargents going to kill dad, I'm not going to be there to protect him" I mumbled, I was fucking selfish. If I didn't catch Andrei's attention or be rude to him maybe I would have been home by now, maybe dad would have be safe.
But my in the moment thinking and Heinz sight always seems to be of 20/20.
Too distracted by my thoughts I didn't realise Andrei came closer, he bent down to my level with an emotionless look.
He looked like he had something to say but instead he grabbed my arms and pulled me onto his body, he held me like a child. My legs around his waist and arms around his neck.
"Let go of me" I breathed tiredly, my plea didn't affect him. Andrei held me tighter and walked out of the room.
He stopped my panic attack, he somehow made me relax and no one but dad could do that. How could he have such an effect on me.
My thoughts were slowly dying as I concentrated on his heartbeat once again.
"Go to sleep" he whispered, without knowing it I listened, my eyes started to flutter and a yawn escaped my lips.
Andrei's pov
I know right!!!!!!!
Gently opening my room door I took her straight to the bed, I slowly laid her down.
What am I doing, why the fuck was I feeling affected by her tears. As soon as the tears left her eyes I had to clench my fists so I didn't grab her again.
There's something in me that can't see her upset, It's like my entire body burns up when ever I see her tears.
Staring at her face my brain shot back to her first question. Who's following her dad? I didn't put a hit on him or even protection and who the hell is Sargent?
Running a hand through my hair tiredly I tucked her into the covers before heading towards the door, the meeting was still not over, the men were probably scared.
No one has ever spoken to me like that, so the fact that she did made me angry yet weirdly excited at the same time. Her feistyness lights something up inside of me, the way her tongue glides over her lips when she does something she knows I'll be mad about.
It's absolutely fucking beautiful. The way she flicks her curly hair in my face when she's being sassy. The way she struts away from me when she's mad, I'm fucked.
Dammit, pushing the thoughts away I stalked back towards the men in my living room, they were all sat in the same places wearing fearful looks.
I sat on the chair and grabbed the file I was looking at before, my eyes were skimming over the words yet no information entered my brain, she wouldn't leave my fucking mind.
"Sir, is she always so..." before he could finish his sentence I threw the file on the ground and groaned angrily, rubbing my forehead with the tips of my fingers I stood up.
"Randomly violent, yes"
"I was going to say bowel shakingly scary" he peeped out, removing my gaze from the ground I looked at him.
"Yes, but she's mine"