Confronting the Past

I kissed the side of her head. "Shh, everything's going to be fine, I promise. I just need to you safe so I can concentrate on keeping Jake calm, OK?" I said honestly.

We reached my house and I opened the door quickly, heading over to the sofa. I sat down and held her on my lap, rocking her gently. "Please don't get in trouble, Liam, please," she begged, hugging me tighter.

"I won't. I need to go next door now. You stay here; don't come over until I come to get you. You understand? Can you do that for me?" I asked desperately.

She sniffed and pulled away without looking at me. "Just go then," she snapped angrily, moving off of my lap to sit on the sofa. She really didn't like this at all.

I groaned, hating her angry expression.