“How are you feeling?” Luke is watching me with a nervousness I’ve never seen in him.
He knows he fucked up and I can tell it’s gutting him, but I’m too destroyed myself to placate him right now.
“Fine.”
“Baby, I’m sorry they got to him, but we’ll get him back.” His voice is sure and solid, but I can barely think right now.
“I kind of hate you right now,” I sniff, and he sighs.
“I know, but I love you.”
I swipe the tears away before looking at him. “I love-hate you, and it’s going to take some time to forgive you,” I let out a shattered breath, “but I need you. Please don’t make me sleep alone tonight.”
He crosses the room, pulling me into a hug as he sits down on the bed beside me.
“I will never leave you, Scratch. You’re my whole fucking world.” His voice is filled with emotion that I can’t face right now, so I hide in the crook of his neck.
“I need time,” I whisper, and he holds me tighter.
“I know, baby. I know.” He continues to hold me tight, rubbing his hands over my back to try and comfort me.
I’m not sure how long we sit there like that before he lays us down, but there are no more words said between us.
It’s silent comfort as I fight to sleep, the emotions welling up inside of me trying to drag me down.