: DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any thing that is The Evil Within including Characters. I only own the OC and the plot.

Chapter 2: Breakfast Accident

Leslie smiled lightly and got up from the bed. He started to walk over towards the kitchen. I got up to follow him. As we walked into the kitchen I heard a knock at the front door. It was probably Sebastian to come check on me and Leslie. Leslie looked over at the door. He looked concerned. He still has a bit of trust issues.

"It's ok. I'll get it." I told Leslie.

"Be careful..." He said with concern.

I walked over to the front door and asked, "Who is it?"

"Who is it ever?" Sebastian answered.

I opened the door and invited him in. It's been like this. Every other day he comes over to see how we are. Leslie's not use to it. He gets nervous at anything. I try to watch TV with him and he has panic attacks, so we don't watch TV. If I start cooking and the pan makes noise he starts shacking. I just want the best for my love. I've been trying to get him to get used to everything. It's a lot of work but in time he will get better.

"So, How you two doing?" Sebastian asked while looking around.

"We are doing fine. Leslie is still a bit edgy but I think we will do alright." I smiled and headed toward the kitchen. "I'm about to make some breakfast. Would you like some?" I

then asked Sebastian.

"Nah, I just ate." Seb answered walking towards the kitchen.

I walked over to Leslie and kissed him softly on the cheek before going to the fridge. I took out some milk and some fruit, and then I closed the door. I set them on the counter. I then opened the cabinet and reached for a bowl. I almost had it when it slipped and fell onto the floor and shattered. I looked at the many shattered pieces on the floor. It wasn't til I saw a bit of blood that I realized that when the bowl shattered one of the pieces cut a bit of my ankle.

"Be Careful!..." Leslie yelled.

He startled be with his yell, I flinched. I looked at him then at Sebastian. I looked down at the floor and bent down. I started to pick up the broken pieces of bowl off the floor. Leslie never yells at me. I couldn't help but to silently cry to myself. I felt arms wrap around me from behind. It was Leslie. He was hugging me.

"Ask...ask...ask me...ask me...ok" He told me repeating his words in a softer tone.

"I could have gotten it. It just slipped. I ...I'm sorry." I sniffed, letting a few tears fall.

"I-I know. It is high up. High...high...high. I am bigger. I could reach it for you...if...if you need it." Leslie told me, sitting down and holding me.

Sebastian got up and cleaned up the mess. "You really should be more careful. Leslie is right. If you need help, ask for it." he advised me.

"I just wanted to make breakfast." I said, wiping a few tears away with my hand.

Sebastian's phone went off just then and he had to leave in a hurry, "I got to go. It's an emergency."

"Ok." I said, still sniffling.

Sebastian quickly went out the door. I was curious on why he had to leave. Maybe it was something to do with Joseph. He was in the medical hospital. I hope everything was ok. Leslie held me close on the kitchen floor. I smiled lightly. I loved when he holds me. I feel unbelievably safe. I feel so awful for breaking that bowl. I wanted to make Leslie some cereal.

"Are you still hungry?" I asked my white haired angel.

"You have a cut." He pointed out.

I look at my ankle at the dried blood. "Oh. Yeah...It's fine."

"Fine...fine...fine...fine." He repeated.

"You didn't answer my question." I said.

"No, not really..." He trailed off.

"Can we go back into the bedroom then?" I asked.

Leslie nodded. "But you..." He then pointed at the milk and fruit.

I smiled and got up from his hold. I walked over to the fridge and put away the items. I walked over to Leslie and helped him off the floor. I was still a bit shaken from what happened. Leslie got up and held me close again. Then he lifted me up. I was surprised that he lifted me. I yelp then giggled. He walked me over to the bed and laid me down gently.

"I'm sorry." I apologized.

"It's fine..." He accepted my apology.

He then kissed me gently on the lips. I smiled and looked into his eyes. There was something about his eyes. I just love his achromic eyes. I then looked at his face, his hair, trailing off to his arms. I looked back at his face and he was smiling. His smile milts my heart. I feel my body float as if it was on a cloud. I guess you can say I'm madly in love with him. I smiled at him and lightly touched his face.