Could this be love?

Elliot laid her on his bed. His bedsheets were white with a brown cover. He pillows were brown as well. The bed was super soft.

"Lay with me. Keep me safe!" Zoey begged. Elliot cuddled close to Zoey while she rested her head on his chest. He combed through her hair with his strong fingers. She was feeling safer every breath she took. Elliot could tell she was becoming comfortable.

"I'm very sorry, Zoey." Elliot said. He was very upset about what happened to her. After all he loves her more than his own life.

"Not your fault." Zoey said as she took Elliot's smell in. He smelled of pasteries.

"I know, but if I didn't hesitate."

"So that was you on the train?" Zoey said as she moved her head to where she could see his sad face.

"Yes. I thought you may head into danger."

"You were right."

"Sadly." Elliot pulled Zoey closer to him. Elliot never wanted that moment to end. Could this be love? Zoey thought. Elliot was looking at Zoey wearing his white shirt and his pair of black stretch pants. He wondered if they dated, if she would wear his clothes a lot. They laid there in silence till there was a knock at the bedroom door. No one said anything in hopes that the person would leave. Plus Zoey didn't want to tell anyone about what happened to her. She didn't even want Elliot to know. Everyone knew she wouldn't be home till the next day. The cafe was closed so they both knew it would be one of the Mews or Wesley. The door opened after awhile.

"Elliot? Whats going on?" Wesley said as he walked into the room with a shocked face.

"Nothing."

"Why is Zoey back?" Wesley looked worried. Zoey, defeated and weak, just laid there on Elliot. Elliot held her tighter like Wesley might snatch her right out of his hands.

"Something happened to her." Elliot said while looking at her with love in his eyes.

"Dren?"

"Worse!" yelled Elliot with anger. His eyes even flickered with fire. Zoey sat up quickly. Elliot did the same.

"Don't tell! Please don't tell!" Zoey said on the verge of tears. She grabbed one of his brown pillows and hugged it close to her.

"Zoey, what happened? You can tell me." Wesley said as he joined Zoey and Elliot on the bed. The light from the window laid directly on Zoey as if she was under a spot light.

"Don't worry about it." Zoey said as a tear strolled down her rose colored cheek.

"I need to, Zoey."

"I can tell Wesley in private for you, Zoe." Zoey just nodded. She knew he was going to find out anyway. They walked out the door. They shut the door, but it didn't shut all the way. She could hear them talking in the dimmly lit hallway.

"She was raped by Mark, Wes." Elliot said with saddness in his voice.

"The guy she was dating? That guy who comes everyday to just say hi? The guy who invited her to the concert?" Before Wesley could ramble on Elliot slapped him.

"Calm down! Yes. I heard her screaming so I busted the door open. Terrible sight."

"You slapped me! Don't do that again. Well what did you do to him, Elliot?" Wesley knew he had done something. Elliot would always fight back and he would do the same for Zoey. Wesley knew how much Elliot truely loved her. Everyone did. Elliot said nothing.

"Elliot! What did you do?"

"Punched him!"

"Not good. Not good at all." Wesley said while shaking his head.

"It was horrible. She was naked and she even has a few bruises. She was stretched out on the bed like she had just given up. When she saw me though she curled in a ball."

"Well when raped your not clothed. I am going to bring her one of the tarts." Wesley went to the kitchen. He only had to go down the stairs. The stairs lead to the kitchen.

"Elliot, how could this happen?" Zoey began to cry as soon he walked into the room. Elliot rushed over to her as she fell to her knees. He got on his knees too and held her close. He held her tight and secure. She cried on his white, crisp shirt that was becoming soggy with every tear. Elliot rubbed Zoey's back in a calming way. Wesley saw them and didn't want to interrupt. So he left the tart on the wood table by the door. They didn't hear Wesley come or leave.

"Elliot?"

"Yeah, Zoe?"

"I have figured out something." Zoey said has she lifed her head.

"What's that?" Elliot asked as he looked into her glistening eyes. He knew something big was about to be said.

"It's..." Zoey stopped what she is saying.

What do you think Zoey is going to say? I already know cuz it is already wrote.. I also hope that the details are better...I had a few ppl say I needed better details...Thanks for reading...