Move Over

I stayed in my room for the remainder of the weekend. I hadn't even came out for meals. I couldn't eat, sleep, or talk. I was living in FEAR, something I have never experienced before. I just wanted Pekka here with me or Kol even Amos or Cyrus. Just family or even Tuukka, he would be great. Someone I could speak in Finnish with, that would understand beyond English.

It wasn't the fact that I was almost raped, it was that the guy who almost did is the same guy that already put me through hell and back. It was proof that anyone from my past in Finland could come here, and hunt me down.

There was a knock at my door and I flinched. Loud sounds got me every time, I couldn't control myself. I whimpered and huddled closer to the back board of the guest bed.

"g-g-go aw-way" I stuttered and the door knob turned. It stopped because I had locked the door that night. I couldn't manage it not being locked, along with the windows.

"It's Tuukka" he breathed, "Please let me in, Alek" His voice was refreshing compared to the numerous knocks and pleads from Seguin. I got up slowly, inching over to the door, debating if I should open it or not.

"One second" I whispered and pulled a AC/DC hoodie over my long sleeved shirt. I couldn't manage being naked right now, I could barely look at myself in the mirror.

I opened the door, Tuukka pushed it all the way open. He instantly attacked me in a bone crushing hug, lifting me up and twirling me around.

"I'm so sorry" he exclaimed, shutting the door, then locking it, with me still in his arms.

"What for?" I asked quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. He scoffed, as if it was evident.

"It was my fault you almost got raped, I should have followed you out there, not wait for Seguin to ask where you were" I could tell he was blaming himself, which he shouldn't. If anything he should be blaming it all on me- if I didn't go out there- If I didn't kiss him. I shuddered at the thought.

I hugged him back with all my strength, "It's not your fault" I whispered, unable to say it any louder. He nodded, however he didn't believe it.

I bit my lip and looked at him for a second, he had bloodshot eyes, deep purple circles under his eyes, his usually cheery smile was replaced by a deep frown and he looked like he hadn't shaved in a week.

"Are you okay?" I asked as he helped me over to sit on the bed. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, kissing my forehead.

"I haven't slept in 3 days, I've actually been downstairs watching the door." He answered, my mouth flew open but snapped shut. He did that for me? Awe. "I just want you to be safe," He whispered.

"Come. Sleep." I directed him, moving over so he had room to lay down. I patted a place next to me on the bed, and he yawned.

"Okay" he muttered and cautiously laid on the bed next to me. I was about to get up to sit in the chair in the corner but Tuukka grabbed my waist and dropped me into the bed beside him.

"I know you haven't slept, so sleep" he commanded and I blinked heavily, snuggling down into the blankets. He wrapped one of his arms around my waist and brought me closer to him.

And we slept, together, without a worry in the world.

Notes

ah...those mixed messages again.