64- Silence and sass

Bellamy sighs and takes me by the hand. He leads me to the living room and sits on the couch, dragging me to sit next to him.

“I don’t want to argue. Let’s talk about this properly.” He insists. I sigh and nod my agreement.

“I just really don’t think I need them.” I start. Bellamy nods.

“I understand that. But I can’t trust that you’re safe when I can’t see you. I might be overreacting, I probably am. But my sister was just nearly killed by her fiancé and that was in a room full of people who care about her. Someone has already threatened you once and I’m on edge. I can’t stand the idea of leaving you unprotected. I have plenty of enemies and while people might not really know about us yet they’re still a threat to you. I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you because of me.” It’s really hard to hold firm to my argument after his confession, I’m wavering and I know it. I try not to completely give up.

“Surely we can come to some kind of compromise? What about someth