Sorry this one is quite short as well. I'm planning to do a really long one next chapter!
Bella xxxxxx
Chapter 4
Sophie
"No, you will not take her from me!" My mothers voice shrieks the words at my father.
"It's me you want. I turned you in. I couldn't just sit and watch as countless more people are slaughtered for your pleasure. Let go of her." my dad replies, standing up but with dozens of cuts or bruises forming over his body.
My mother holds a knife in her hand. "Don't come any closer or she dies!" she says, making a small cut on my upper arm with her knife.
"Will, Will, help!" I find myself shouting. I've never done this before. I've had this dream countless times before and that's never happened.
"Shhh, Sophie, it's okay. I'm here." Will's calming voice fills the room as I wake up sobbing in his arms. He holds me close, his arms enveloping me in a warm embrace. I don't know what the time is but I'm guessing its still night time.
"Stay with me." I say desperately to Will.
"Always." he replies and climbs into bed with me.
Will
Well, I am now in bed with my soulfinder. To those of you who thought "Cheeky!" shut the hell up! Now she's facing me properly I can appreciate how beautiful she is. Her hair is a beautiful red, long and flowing, and reaches to her hips. I guess she wasn't able to cut it when she was locked up. Her eyelashes are long and her lips look soft and beautiful. She wraps her leg around mine and pulls me closer, my hands still round her waist. I fall asleep.
When we wake up again it's around midday. My dad comes in to check on her and frowns when he sees we're in the same bed. How predictable.
Will, why are you in her bed? Did you...
Dad, we didn't do anything. She was having nightmares and she was screaming. She asked me to stay with her so I did. She was yelling her head off and sobbing. I couldn't just leave her.
Okay, son. Sorry about jumping to the wrong conclusions.
That's okay, Dad. Where's Sky?
"Come honey," I say to her. "Do you want a shower?" She looks at me shyly and nods.
I lead her to the bathroom and show her where everything is - shampoo, shower gel, spare razors, everything else she might need. I run into Sky on the way out, carrying some clothes that are clearly not hers - they're way too big.
"Honey, I'm gonna go make you breakfast, okay?" I tell her.
"Okay." she replies. "I won't be long."