Chapter Six.

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Chapter Six.

Rachel had as I expected, a restless night. She tossed and turned nearly the whole night.

Her eyes were stained glassy red and they had a burning feeling to them from the number of tears she had cried. She hadn't moved from the spot she was sitting in for four hours. The tears still trickled down her face and landed in what was now a puddle on her shirt. She didn't bother trying to stop. What was the point?

I leaned against the door flame and watched the scene unfold as my heart broke for the beautiful, courageous woman in front of me.

More tears were falling faster now and she felt her lungs constricting, making it harder for her to breathe. I knew if she didn't stop she would send herself into a panic attack but there was no stopping it.

I quietly move further into the kitchen and wrapped my arms around Rachel from behind and just held her tight.

More sobs wracked her body and the tears were falling even harder. There was so much devastation. So much loss. She couldn't take it anymore... She was tired of pretending that she was okay.

This was it, this was all the pent up emotions she'd been holding in for days, this is exactly what she needed and I wasn't going anywhere. No matter how long it took.

"I'm..I'm sor..sorry.." Rachel sobbed, taking quick and uneven gulps of air.

"Breath baby, I need you to try and calm down for me," I tell her gently.

"Will you stay with me?" Rachel asked with some uncertainty.

"You don't even have to ever ask me that. I'm never going anywhere." I replied as I pulled out a chair out and sat in front of her.

"It's 4.30 in the morning, I'm sorry for keeping you up. You have to work in the morning." Rachel apologized to me.

"Don't you dare apologize to me, what did I tell you on our wedding day?" I asked as I gently took her face in my hands.

Rachel looked at me in confusion, her big, beautiful Bambi eyes wide in wonder.

"I'd follow you to the ends of the earth," I repeated my words from that day.

"Oh, I forgot for a second there." Rachel giggled softly, which was music to my ears.

"And anyway. What's a couple of hours of lost sleep?" I smiled back at her,

Rachel gently rested her head on my chest and we sat like for a while, I began to wonder why she was so quiet. I looked down to realize that she had fallen asleep.

I stood as quietly and easy as I could, I leaned Rachel's head into the crock of my arm and tucked my other arm under her knees and gently lifted her up.

I carried her down the hall and up the stairs, Rachel always complained that she was too heavy, but to me, she was light as a feather. Then again I am 6'3 and built like a brick house so it was nothing to me carrying my wife to bed.

I called in sick as Rachel slept for a good few hours, she needed it. I knew when she woke up, she'd want to talk and if that's what she needed to do then I wasn't going to stand in her way and give her all the support and love she needed.

Rachel woke up just after 10 in the morning, still being groggy from sleep, her face echoed confusion as she looked around our bedroom.

"How did I get up here?" She asked, her voice still soft and the horse from sleep.

"You fell asleep on my chest last night, I carried you up to bed. Striped you of your clothes, left you in your tank top and underwear, so you wouldn't get too warm in your sleep." I replied as I put my laptop to the side to give her my full attention.

"Love, you know I'm too heavy for you to lift me. Thank you for sorting me out though last night." Rachel thanked me.

"Hush, there's nothing to you. You also have nothing to apologize for, I'd do anything for you." I smiled at her, pulling her into a hug.

"I don't know what happened last night, I don't know what came over me," Rachel whispered as she hung her head.

"You needed it and I'm here as long as you need me. Don't do that, don't hang your head as if you're ashamed of something. Don't you dare!" I gently reprimanded.

"There's stuff you don't know about me," Rachel whispered in reply.

"I know that nobody isn't perfect, it can't be that bad Rach. We all have our secrets and demons." I tell her softly.

"Never mind." Rachel tried to bluff her way out.

"No, no you were to tell me something. What was it?" Did I ask her?

"It was nothing, let's go downstairs and have some breakfast," Rachel replied, getting out of bed.

"What was it you were going to tell me?" I asked again as I looked her dead in the eye.

"Can we just leave it, please?" Rachel pleaded, but she knew me and knew that once I dug my heels in. I'm not letting it go.

"No, I've never given you any reason to doubt me, yet still you refuse to let me in," I told her.

"No, I can't. Not with this." Rachel replied.

"No matter what it is, it'll never change how I feel about you." I tried to reassure her.

"You don't know that you can't say that because you don't know how you'll react," Rachel told me.

"I won't know until you tell me." I ground out in frustration.

"I was a prostitute!" Rachel snapped before realizing what she had actually said.

I stared at her, not quite believing what I had just heard. Did I just hear her right?

"Repeat that?" I told her.

"It doesn't matter, ok. Just leave it." Rachel whispered, busying herself with making the bed, avoiding looking at me.

"I already knew," I tell her.

"What?." Rachel replies in shock as her head shoots up to stare at me.

"I said I already knew," I repeat myself.

"You knew and never said anything? How long have you know?." Rachel asked.

"From the start basically," I reply as I sat on the bed.

"And you never said anything, you still married me?" Rachel asked as she also sits on the bed.

"I'll admit at first it was a shock, but it doesn't change the person you are. I was there remember? I know how bad things were for you at home." I didn't dare add any more.

"You knew what was going on?" Rachel asked.

"It wasn't hard to figure out, you needed a friend and that is what I was. I did miss you and your wrong. I did notice." I told her.

"Noticed what?" Rachel asked in confusion.

"That you went missing, I noticed," I reply.

"It was you? You made that phone call to the police?" Rachel spoke as she figured it out.

"Yeah, it was me," I replied, bowing my head.

"You saved us that night, you had the courage to do what nobody else ever did," Rachel told me.

I gave her a confusing look.

"After dad was arrested, mum finally had the strength and courage to leave him for good. No more beatings or punishments or humiliation. She packs our bags and left that night." Rachel confided in me.

"What happened next?" I asked her.

"As you know he never let her go anything, so she never worked, so it was hard to find a job. She married a drunk and I couldn't go through that again. So I left." Rachel replied as she wiped a tear from her cheek.

"Did he ever lay a hand on you?" I asked as I clenched my jaw in anticipation of the answer.

"He tried, I ran away that night and never looked back," Rachel tells me.

Silence filled the room as a thousand thoughts ran through my head.

I had numbingly walked through life with routine until I met my Rachel again, I knew nothing of love or love.

And then I felt like she was sent to me; you, my beautiful wife, my Rachel.

She'd never realize what a true gift she was to me, so fine that it was something you can never be measured.

The love she gives me, a love so fine, so sweet, so kind; it's you, my love; you, my wife.

I promised her from day one that I would hug and kiss and hold her each day.

I promised her love with a devotion that will never ever fade away.

I promised her and swear to all above

To show her nothing but my pure love.

I will admire the blessing of her boundless love,

Because I know that she is a true gift from heaven above.

I will not hurt her with my frustrations.

I will hold her close and kiss her with loving admiration.

I will always appreciate her commitment to me.

Give me a chance, for can't you see?

This is not a game of chance that we play.

It is true love that I swear is committed to staying.

You say that at times you are afraid.

This one I can find no rhyme so let me be clear:

I will love you endlessly. Devote my life to making you happy, admire you each day for the person you are, Take interest in the things that you like to do.

Admire your beauty daily in awe and reflect it back to you, be attentive to you and your needs. Be forgiving, listen to you with never a harsh word in return.

Show you by my actions that I love you, be more open and have more fun with you, never go to bed without you.

Rub you, kiss you, bathe you, lift you up or whatever it takes when you are feeling down.

I will kiss you and love you all that I possibly can,

And don't be embarrassed to be seen holding my hand.

I will treasure each day as if it were our last,

And at the end of your life, you won't regret me being your past.

You are the sunshine in my morning, and like a bird, I will sing you a song.

I know that in this life when I am troubled, though it's you who keeps me strong.

You are the future mother of my children and the air that gives me life,

My truest friend of all, my heart, my soul, my wife.

"I don't bloody deserve you, do you know that?" She whispered.

"No, it's I that doesn't deserve you," I tell her, pulling her in a hug.

"Here," I told her as a handed her a journal.

"What's this?" Rachel asked, taking the journal out of my outstretched hand.

"I thought maybe when things get a bit too much, you could write it down," I reply.

The only response I got was a passionate kiss, but that was all I needed.

A/N Here's chapter six, I hope you have enjoyed reading it! If you have any questions, PM me or please review! Here's the shoutout.

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I'm a Rachel and Eddie fan but the way you have written these chapters is lovely, I'm looking forward to reading more!

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This chapter is so good!

I love the last part

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