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The next morning at Sam's was quiet, no one said much through breakfast and as they got ready to go to the funeral for Lierah's uncle. Lierah was standing in her bedroom in front of the window. She had her light brown hair straightened and was wearing a long black dress. Paul stood in the doorway of her room and looked at her. He knew today was going to be hard for her, she hadn't said much at all this morning as well. He hoped he was able to do what she needed today. Paul took a deep breath and walked in the room and over to Lierah and stopped behind her.
"Is it time to leave already?" she asked quietly.
"No Lierah we still have a few minutes," Paul told her and she turned around and looked up at him. He was dressed in a pair of black dress pants and a white button down shirt. He looked really sexy all dressed up.
"You look nice Paul," she said softly and he smiled.
"Thanks," he smiled. "I love you," he whispered and leaned down and touched his lips to his. "I'll be beside you the whole time ok."
"Ok Paul," she said softly. "I love you to." She told him. "And I'm glad you'll be there with me today," she admitted and Paul saw the tears fill her eyes and he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him.
"Everythings going to be ok," Paul whispered as she laid her head against his chest. "I'm going to be right there beside you the whole time," he assured her as her ran his fingers through her hair. "I won't leave you." he said again, he knew he was saying the same thing over and over but it seemed to be what she needed to hear.
"You promise?" she asked and Paul heard her voice start to break.
"Hey," he said and pulled away and she looked up at him. He placed one of his palms on each of her cheeks so he held her face in his hands. "I promise Lierah,"
"Ok Paul," she said softly and he leaned down and touched his lips to hers.
"I love you."
"I love you to," she said and Paul moved his hand to tuck her hair behind her ear. Lierah laid her head back against his chest and wrapped her arms around him. Paul slid his arms around Lierah and held her, a few minutes later Sam stepped in the doorway.
"Paul," Sam said and he looked over to him. "Its time to go."
"Ok, we'll be right there," Paul told him and Sam nodded and walked away.
"Lierah," Paul said and she pulled away and looked up at him. "Its time to go."
"Ok," she nodded and she stepped away from him and Paul took her hand in his. "Lets go." She whispered and Paul led her out of the bedroom.
Paul and Lierah rode together in his truck to the church they were having the service for her uncle at. Paul parked his truck outside the church and looked over at her.
"You ready?" he asked.
"As ready as I'm ever going to be," she told him.
"Ok," he said and opened the door and got out. He walked around the truck and opened the door and took her hand in his as she got out of the truck. Paul tightened his grip on her hand. "I'm right by you the whole time," he promised and she nodded.
"Lets go," she told him and he led her inside the church. Paul led her to a seat up front where everyone else was gathered and they sat down. The minister walked in a few minutes later and began the service.
As the minister talked about Lierah's uncle Paul could feel all the emotions running through Lierah. He heard her sniffle and looked over at her and saw her wipe her eyes.
"Lierah," Paul whispered and he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer to him. She laid her head against his chest and she felt him take her hand in his and more tears fell down her cheeks.
"I'm still here," Paul said quietly. "Everything is going to be ok," he assured her as he held her in his arms as Lierah sobbed.
Everyone went back to Sam's after the service for Lierah's uncle. Lierah hadn't said much at all to anyone, not even Paul. When they got back to Sam's Lierah went up to her room and shut the door.
"Paul…" Sam began.
"Sam she won't talk right now, she hasn't said anything since we walked in the church today," Paul told him. "I am worried about her but I can't force her to talk or do anything."
"I know you can't, she'll talk eventually."
"I hope so," Paul said and walked passed Sam and went to Lierah's room. Paul stopped in front of her closed door and knocked.
"Come in," she said and Paul opened the door and walked inside and shut the door behind him. He saw Lierah had changed into jeans and a t-shirt. She was standing in front of the window looking out of it again. He walked over to her and stopped behind her.
"Lierah," Paul said and she turned around and looked up at him. "You want to talk about it?"
"I'm ok Paul," she said.
"Lierah…."
"Paul don't ok," she said and he took a deep breath and nodded.
"You know if you need anything you can ask me and I'll do everything I can to try and do it."
"I know Paul," she whispered. "I'm just tired of everyone asking me if I'm ok."
"I know you must be but everyone is just worried about you Lierah and they want to help you if you need it."
"I get that Paul I just….nevermind." she shook her head.
"No what is it Lierah?" he asked.
"Can we go to your house?" she asked.
"Just us?" Paul asked surprised.
"Yeah I really just would rather be alone…well alone with you," she said softly.
"You want to go for a few hours."
"I was thinking more over night," she said. "Please."
"Ok Lierah, I'll tell Sam, you pack whatever you need for the night and we'll go to my house and do whatever you want."
"Thanks Paul," she smiled and he leaned down and touched his lips to hers.
"Be right back," he said.
Paul found Sam sitting in the living room and he was actually by himself. Paul walked over and sat by him.
"What's going on?" Sam asked.
"Lierah wants to go to my house tonight and be alone," he told him.
"Over night?" Sam asked.
"Yes Sam but not the way you're thinking," Paul told him. "She won't talk much and she says she's just tired of everyone asking if she's ok," he told her.
"Everyone is just worried about her."
"I know Sam and she knows that to," Paul told him. "But maybe if we're alone she'll talk to me."
"Ok Paul, just be careful."
"I will Sam." He promised and stood up.
"And Paul," Sam said and he turned to look at him. "Don't take advantage of the situation."
"Sam I wouldn't do that to her," Paul said offended.
"Ok Paul," Sam said. "Still just be careful."
Paul made his way back to Lierah's room. He knocked on the door and opened it.
"Hey," Paul said and Lierah turned around.
"Hey," she said.
"Whenever you're ready to go we can leave," he told her as he walked in.
"Really?" she asked. "Sam didn't object."
"Not to much," Paul assured her. "He also knows I'll take care of you."
"Yeah he does,"Lierah sighed and looked up at him. "Thank you Paul."
"You know you don't have to thank me, I'd do anything for you."
"I know that Paul," she said softly. "Lets get out of here," she told him and walked over and grabbed her bag.
"Let me have it," Paul said and took it from her. "I'll carry it."
"Thanks Paul."
Paul and Lierah said their goodbye's to everyone before Paul led her out to his truck. He opened the door for her and put her bag inside and then waited for her to get in and shut the door behind her before walking around and sliding behind the wheel.
"You ready?" he asked.
"Yeah I'm ready," Lierah said and Paul started the truck and drove away from Sam's house.
The short ride to Paul's house was quiet between Lierah and Paul. Neither one of them said anything until Paul parked his truck outside his house.
"You ready to go inside?"
"Yeah," Lierah answered and Paul opened the door and got out as Lierah opened her door and got out of the truck. She grabbed her bag and turned around and saw Paul in front of her.
"I'll carry your bag in," he told her and took it from her.
"Thanks."
When they walked in Paul turned the lights on and closed the door.
"I'll take your bag to the extra room, you can sit down and I'll be right back."
"Ok Paul," she said and walked over and sat on the couch. Paul returned a few seconds later and sat by Lierah on the couch.
"Do you need anything or want anything?" Paul asked.
"No Paul I'm ok."
"Lierah…."
"I'm ok Paul." She assured him. "I don't really feel like talking."
"I get it Lierah but you do eventually need to talk," he told her. "To someone."
"I came here with you so people wouldn't be constantly asking if I'm ok!" she exclaimed. "I don't feel like talking right now." She snapped
"Ok Lierah but trust me its not good to keep everything in."
"I understand that Paul!" she yelled and ran her fingers through her hair letting out a frustrated sigh. "I know you must be hungry I haven't seen you eat much today, I'll go fix something," she said quickly and stood up but Paul grabbed her hand and stopped her. "What?"
"I know you're just trying to avoid talking to me." He told her.
"Maybe," she admitted and he let go of her hand and watched her walk into the kitchen.
Paul leaned back on the couch and covered his face with his hands. He knew he couldn't make her talk if she didn't want to but he also knew she needed to talk to someone eventually. He got off the couch and went to the kitchen to see what Lierah was doing. When he got in the kitchen he saw Lierah was sliding something in the oven.
"Lierah," Paul said and she closed the oven and turned around.
"Hey I put that lasagna that was in your freezer in the oven."
"Ok," Paul said as he walked over to her. "If you change your mind about talking all you have to do is let me know."
"Thanks Paul," she said and turned around and looked up him. "I know all of this isn't easy for you."
"It doesn't matter Lierah and if you don't want to talk to me its ok," he told her. "I'll understand if you'd rather talk to someone else when you want to talk."
"Paul, I'm not going to break, I'll be ok."
"If you say so," Paul sighed and Lierah took his hands in hers.
"You worry to much," Lierah told him.
"I know," he said. "That seems to be my thing now," he smiled slightly.
"Yeah it does."
"You know I love you."
"I know Paul and I love you to."
After eating Lierah sent Paul into the living room and cleaned the kitchen up from dinner. Paul knew she was trying to avoid talking to him and he didn't know what to do except stop asking her to talk to him like she asked. Maybe she would talk to him if he stopped asking her to. Lierah walked in the room a few minutes later and sat next to Paul.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier," she apologized.
"Its ok Lierah I understand you're upset," he told her.
"My uncle was more like a parent than my uncle," she told Paul. "He took care of me and made sure I had everything I needed and most of what I wanted like a parent would."
"I know Lierah, I know your parents aren't great and I know how much you must have loved your uncle and I'm sorry this happened."
"I don't think I'll ever not miss him and I don't know how I'm going to pack up the house or even go back inside it," she confessed and wiped away tears that fell down her cheeks.
"You don't have to pack up things until you're ready." Paul told her.
"I don't even know what's going to happen with the house," she told him. "I'm pretty sure my dad will sell it."
"And I'm sure your uncle would have wanted you to have it rather than it be sold." Paul told her.
"I don't know if I could live there without him," Lierah told him.
"I understand completely," Paul told her. "You know that."
"I know Paul," she said softly. "You always seem to understand me or what I need completely." she told him and laid her hand against his cheek.
"That's because I'm supposed to," he smiled and placed his hand over hers. "We're perfect for each other," he said and moved her hand off his cheek and held it in his. She smiled up at him and he leaned down and touched his lips to hers. Lierah slid her arms around him and she felt Paul's hands touch her hips and she tensed a moment before relaxing. Paul pulled away and looked at her.
"I'm sorry," she said. "But I'm good," she told him. "I promise." She said and leaned up and kissed him, Paul moved his lips against hers. And ran his hands over her back and began pushing her shirt up and she pulled away and looked up at him.
"Lierah," he whispered.
"Its ok," she told him and laid her hand against his cheek. "But not tonight ok," she said as she looked at him.
"Whatever you want Lierah," he told her and took her hand in his.
"Soon Paul, I promise."
"Whenever you're ready, Lierah." He told her and she smiled.
"I love you," she told him.
"I love you to."
"Do you want to watch a movie or something?" Paul asked.
"Ok," she agreed.
"Anything you want to watch or not watch?"
"No Paul whatever you pick is fine," she told him and he smiled and walked over and held a movie up for her. "You have Pretty Woman?" she asked shocked and he shrugged.
"Want to watch it?" he asked
"Yeah," she smiled and Paul put it in the DVD player and walked over and sat next to her.
"I'm guessing you've seen this movie a lot," he stated.
"Yeah I have," she sighed. "I like it." She told him.
"Why?" Paul asked.
"Romance, the love story, two people that never could have ended up together, end up together."
"Oh," he said.
After watching the movie Lierah decided she was ready to go to bed so Paul walked with her to the spare bedroom and they stopped in front of it.
"If you need me I'm right down the hall," he told her and she nodded.
"I know Paul."
"Well have a good night," he said and leaned down and kissed her lips.
"Good night Paul," she said and looked up at him before walking inside the bedroom and closing the door behind her.