Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (primary phonics .TXT) 📕

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Delilah couldn’t remember the last time she has ever returned anyplace as her home or has ever been belonged to.
Being trapped in a basement where nothing but darkness was her sole companion.
For five years she has lived in that basement under the lustful eyes of the human scavengers. Until one fateful night, she managed to escape.
But where will she go now? She has no one and nowhere to go. Escaping wasn’t easy but preventing from getting caught is the real challenge. How long will she be able to protect herself?
Damien was everyone's nightmare, with those deep charcoal eyes, and even darker hair. However, despite the darkness, he is that angel for her, she always hoped to find.
But will the darkness ever make her see the brightest of the days she never saw before?
Only time can tell.

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“See two are done. They aren’t that bad.” I was brought out of my trance by his words as I looked at my nails. They didn’t look perfect, there like little smudges here and there but overall, I couldn’t stop admiring the tactics he was doing to just make me happy.

No one had ever done that. No one had ever cared if I was comfortable, or if I had any say in that matter or if I disagreed. They assumed and carried on, never looking out for me.

“You’re doing a nice job.” His smile widened, his dimples prominent more, and I couldn’t stop the feeling of safe, care and home around him.

Yes, home.

He felt too much like what I had ever imagined a home to be. Warm, cozy and safe. He was the exact synonym of that. I couldn’t deny that, however much I try.

His tongue poked out as he unscrewed the yellow paint and began to do my ring finger. His eyebrows furrowed with concentration with every coat he made.

I didn’t know how long, I kept starting at him and he was doing my nails, before he declared he was done.

I looked at my newly painted nails and they honestly looked good. I had never had anyone painting my nails, there were so many things I was doing for the first time with him.

“Did you like that?”

I smiled at him, nodding. “yes. They’re very pretty.” He stood up and walked around me while I looked at him confused. He pulled up my hair, before grabbing the scrunchie and making a bun of my hair.

“Not the best, but will do I think. They were irritating you so much.” His face in a frown as he gazed at the poorly made hair bun.

I looked at him as he began to collect the polishes but the frown on his face not leaving.

“Do you like painting others nails?” I nodded at that, my smile widening a little.

“Yes, I love that more.” I saw him looking down on the floor, quietly as if thinking so etching deep but he sighed and looked up.

“Okay, you can paint mine.” My eyes widened a little at that.

“What? Are you-“

“It’s fine. If you enjoy that you can do that on me.” My eyes welled up as I took the black paint from him. “but use black, it will look more manly.” I threatened to laugh at that, but I couldn’t. Something was always holding me back.

I took his hand and brought up the paint. His face in a frown as he eyed the paint, a look of distaste. He looked so cute that I wanted to just hug him and stay like that, allowing him to protect me. But how long? How long would he protect me? He couldn’t be everywhere, I had to learn to protect myself.

“Are you sure?” I could definitely see the reluctance in his eyes, but he shook his head.

“positive.”

By the time I was finished, he was looking at the paint hard as if wanting it to disappear. His eyes curious like a little child on Christmas as he gazed at him for so long until he sighed and went with it.

If I was being honest, with the tattoo , muscles and the painted nails, he was looking like hot and sweet. I sighed as he ushedred for me to get ready, since we have an appointment with the doctor.

I was reluctant at first, but Damien said therapy was needed, mostly for my mental health, and I found the same. This wasn’t the time to be unwilling something which was much needed but I agreed.

I didn’t know, what this therapy hold for me.

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