She woke up in the middle of the night and stood sat on the bed near him. Something was definitely so wrong. Her mind was going blank. Anxiety killed her from inside. She looked at him. He was sleeping while his arm was holding her waist. All the time just one thought occupied her mind 'Why she? Who was he who texted? What was the reason for the attacks on her?' Tears flowed down her face and her body racked with silent sobs.

Her racking body brought him out of his slumber. He sat there properly and cupped her face. "What happened cutie?" Care and concern all audible in his tone and visible on his face. This care and concern confused her even more. It was like she was in a dilemma. All ambivalent. The moment he got closer she was terrified with fear. He lifted her face to him. The innocence in her eyes moved him and shoved his strength to it's very foundation. Something was wrong. Her tears and fear made him lose his strength. He was numb. He was terrified.

"Will you ever hurt me?" She spoke low looking at him through her eyes half opened beacuse of tears. These words shattered him. Shattered him into pieces. Pieces that could not he attached. Not attached means it broke him. Her tears and this question was like a dagger that stabbed him multiple times. How could she think of this? How could she think he would hurt her?

"Never cutie. Never." He hugged her hard trying to hide the moisture in his eyes. A single question shook him so much. "Pinky promise" she held her small finger to him which he took at an instant promising her "I promise. I promise I will never hurt you. Nor let anyone hurt you. If anyone tries to hurt you he will have to face my dark side. I promise I will be always by you. I promise I will never leave you. But" she looked at him "promise me you won't ask this question now" she nodded and wiped her tears.

For her it was just a question but for him it was a poison that killed him. She loved him but couldn't express, he loved her but didn't express. He was waiting for the right time. The time when all the problems would go away. When she was safe. When They would leave her. In the meantime he fell for her more and more. This was pure love. He loved her, her soul, her innocence. It wasn't that love which meant extreme intimacy each and every time. He respected her, her wish and her comfort. Her innocence moved him. All he thought was that 'why was he the one who got such an innocent and pure soul?'

She stopped crying and cuddled into him more hiding her fear. Somewhere in her heart she was relieved. She trusted him. Trusted his intentions. Felt safe near him. She knew he would never hurt her but fear of the unknown made her doubt him. He took her into his embrace and rubbed her back till she slept. The rest of the night was restless for him. Why she thought so? Did he do anything wrong? Did she not trust him? Did he fail to win her trust? Did she not love him? But still he kept holding her nad caressing her hairs so that she could have a peaceful night.

Next day she woke up finding no one around her. She went towards the kitchen and still no sight of him. She searched the whole house but there was no sign of him. Her attention was grabbed by low noises from the basement. She tip toed towards the basement and stood at the door. She heard some voices. To her surprise it wasn't a single person.

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