Our Darkness

Dhalia POV

I stay kneeling, with my hands holding onto him so he can't run. Running isn't an option, and maybe if Chase and Blake stopped letting him run after his episodes, he wouldn't be so bad.

Every part of me screamed to walk out after he admitted he was using me. It was like he was confirming Keeley's words, only I saw the truth. I saw how he flinched when I touched him.

The same way I would flinch when I felt like I didn't deserve love, but someone tried to get close. I move closer to him, watching him carefully. I know he wouldn't hurt me, not on purpose, but who knows when he gets lost in his mind if he will even see me?

"Jax," I whisper and wait, but he avoids looking at me.

"Why would you stay? I stabbed Blake. Why are you still here?"

Has he stabbed Blake? Nearly every part of me is saying run, hide and don't let them in. They are fucked up and crazy. Yet, there is that small part of me that says they are broken and need someone to see the true them beneath the shit.

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