The Dark of You - S01 E39

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The Dark of You - S01 E39

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 39

Break the chain

I stepped into the house with bags in each hand and placed them on the kitchen floor.

"Oh, thank you so much," Shantelle said as she came my way and picked the items out.

"It's nothing," I smiled as Lola came in behind me and laid the bags on the ground with a groan.

"Nothing?" She said out of breath and leaned against the counter.

"You paid for it all," Lola bent down as she reached for air and it made me chuckle.

"No, my dad paid for it. Not me," I stated correctly, but Lola waved it off.

"You didn't have to do that," Shantelle said worriedly.

"It's fine. My dad has more money than anyone needs to be honest," I shrugged but shivered as the cold air from outside hadn't left my body.

"Go find yourselves something warm to put on while Lola helps me with the groceries,"

"Dammit," Lola complained and I laughed as I exited the kitchen. Going out shopping alone with Lola was an experience. She is like a bunny that jumps all over the place. Her energy level is so high that I wondered if she was on drugs, but it seems just to be her personality.

She gets so excited about the little things and her mouth won't ever stop producing words. My head started to pound the moment we came out of the shop. She is slightly intense but in a positive way. To be in her presence felt as if I could breathe because she kept me so preoccupied from my mind.

Since Shantelle spoke to me yesterday, I haven't been able to shut her words out. Thoughts of Rylan kept themselves on repeat. I would love nothing more than to take Rylan's heart, but as complicated I am myself, I'm not sure I'm the right person for her. How is someone who is already drowning supposed to be able to pull someone else out of the deep end? Rylan needs a person she can depend on to bring her up. I'm not that.

I opened the door and there was no sign of Rylan as she is probably still in the barn to help Matt chop up wood. Most of the pieces that are left are too big for the fireplace because Chris hadn't really done the job correctly.

I looked through my suitcase until I found a hoodie. Then, as I was about to turn, the bathroom door opened and I stopped breathing as I became motionless by the half-naked view in front of me.

"Oh, fuck me," I said quietly. The hoodie slid down from my hands as my body became all wobbly. Rylan stood frozen in the door frame with a towel around her slim waist. I couldn't stop my mouth when it dropped open. I took her in and it's such a sight for sore eyes.

Those broad shoulders and strong arms flexed with tension. A need demands me to touch them, to feel them underneath my own skin. Drops of water slide down her bare skin until her firm breasts. They are as pale as the rest of her torso but so perfectly and beautifully shaped. The drops continued down to her belly and drifted over the solid muscles.

I reached out for air as I had forgotten to breathe. My attention went over to the rough skin on the side of her body. The tone of her skin is somewhat red in certain places. Every part of me itches to feel her. With a deep swallow, I trailed nervously over. Rylan's gaze stuck on me as she can't seem to move an inch of her body. Carefully I placed my hand over the rough skin at the side of her belly. I traced my fingertips up to her shoulder, where the burns ended.

I laid my hand on her cheek, where those spots of scars were dug into her skin. Those imperfections I have become so used to that they have turned beautiful. Rylan closed her eyes and leaned into my hand. I let out a relieved breath as if that were the answer I had craved for so long.

Here I thought that I had made up my mind that I wouldn't be good enough for her. Yet, the look on her face when I just touched her made me give in. The peace that settled on her brought me overboard. I guess that is why they say that we choose our battles, and this is not a battle I want to fight. For the first time in my life, I wish to lose.

"I want you," I whispered. Something shifted in Rylan as if it was a wake-up call. Her eyes narrowed as she gazed at me with a stern look in her blue eyes. I have come to realize that is how she watches me when something powerful enters her mind. Something that requires her to think for a moment. For a while, I have misunderstood it as anger, but now I know it means that her head twists and turns to make up her mind on what to say or do.

With a slight smile, I laid both my hands on her cheeks.

"You don't have to say anything, Rylan," She clenched and unclenched her jaw in discomfort. Then before I could even blink, she laid her hands on my hips to lift me. With a speeding heart, I wrapped my arms around her neck as my legs found her waist. My grip around her firm body tightened as she started to move.

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A nervous laugh escaped me as she leaned us down onto the bed slowly. Still, I couldn't find myself losing my grip around her. Rylan gazed softly into my eyes as she rested her forehead on mine. Worry dug into my chest as she closed her eyes roughly as if she was in a great deal of pain.

"What is it?" I asked and laid my hands on her cheeks.

"I don't break rules," She struggled to say as her eyes met mine again and it was almost as if reality hit me like a slap in the face.

"I know, Rylan," I tried to smile, but then a tiny chuckle escaped me and she narrowed her eyes.

"I, the person who gives a crap about rules and order, wants someone who prefers to maintain them," I said and she smiled faintly.

"After all this time, I thought I wanted my freedom, but you," I let out a deep breath.

"I want you more," The words slipped out of me so easily that they shocked me as much as they did Rylan.

"I know how that sounds," I chuckled as I didn't really understand it myself.

"For so long, all I wanted was to get rid of you, but you, Rylan, are not like any other person. You have the opposite effect on me," I bit my lip for a second as she watched me with that intent look in her eyes. It's as if nothing else in the world means a thing anymore.

"You keep me grounded and for some odd reason, I don't want to disappoint you," She tilted her head as confusion came into her eyes.

"There's something about you that always drives me into the right path because I," A blush took over my face as I dreaded to admit the words that want to come out.

"I want to make you proud," I rolled my eyes off myself and closed them as I needed to cringe. I could feel Rylan take a deep breath above me and I had to open my eyes. Right now, I wish she could tell me something, but at the same time, her quietness is safe. I bite my lip as the misery in her blue eyes tears at me. How can someone so tender be in so much pain?

"You have a shadow on your soul, Rylan," I swallowed deeply as those words were weightful and she clenched her jaw as she furrowed her eyebrows. Sometimes reading her can be difficult, but once in a while, her face gives everything away.

"And you have locked that beautiful heart of yours away in a cage, but once in a while, you let it out," I smiled as I stroked her cheeks with my fingertips so gentle as if I'm scared, she would break between my hands if not.

"You talk about me, but you, Rylan, when you let yourself out, you are beautiful," I said, but the intense frown on her face made my heart sink.

"You don't have to be alone," I placed my pointy finger on her forehead.

"And you don't have to be all alone in there either," I smiled faintly as I tapped on her head.

"You punish yourself for something. I don't know what it is, and I won't force you to tell me, but silence is the weight that drowns you and you have for so long. At some point, you'll have to break the chain and come back up," A pair of soft, thoughtful eyes went over me. Her lips parted for a while as if words wanted to come out, but a knock on the door made both of us freeze.

"Hadley," Lola shouted through the door and knocked again.

"Mom was wondering if you wanted to help us with dinner?" She asked and I smiled at the question. I like how much they want to include me in everything around here.

"I'll be there in a moment," I replied.

"Okay," She said and my attention went back to Rylan as she stood up from the bed. She reached me her hand. Gently she helped me up to my feet and I looked up into her eyes as I laid my hands on her collarbones.

"You need to break the chain, Rylan,"