Atlas gently leads me to his home which is supprisingly unfamiliar even though I've been there countless times. Something was different this time im just not sure of what. His home is decorated in modern decor I place my self on a black sofa and make myself comfortable. Atlas strolled into the kitchen and came back and sat beside me with a glass a water. He handed me the glass which I sipped away at slowly. I stared longingly into what little water was left in the glass feeling Atlas's eyes trained on my own.
I glance up an empty look in my eyes "c-c-can we talk now?" I say with a lump in my throat.He looks shaken by how torn up i appear. How weak he must think I am. "It's okay your safe here." He speaks calmly as he grasps my hand. I flinch slightly I wasn't expecting him to do that. He looks longingly into my eyes and asks, "what happend up there Ebony?"
"well I met a little girl." I say trying to hide the pain in my voice. My voice is still shaken but I manage to say, "do you remember how when I was younger before I died I was abused?" He looks at me before pausing, "yes." "Well this little girl I found her in the pouring rain sobbing on her hands and knees. So I asked her what happend to her..."
Atlas's expression shifts from concern to confusion. I sigh heavily, " she told me her father abuses her." I pause not sure of how he will react. "So i taugh her how to summon me..." Atlas with out a word wraps me in a tight hug before whispering in my ear, "shhh it's gonna be okay Ebony I promise." He pats my head and I can't help but feel vulnerable as he embraces me. Soon I feel tears stream down my face immediately I buried my face in his shoulder wishing I could stop my tears with shear force. All the overwhelming emotion finally catches up with me and I drift to sleep in Atlas's arms.