They sat on the floor,in each other's arms.Everytime Liam closed his eyes Elizabeth would start talking again.
At first Liam thought nothing of it.But the more it happened the more obvious it became.She knew.
He didn't remember having the terrors but it didn't matter.He had been so caught up in wanting to stay with her he forgot that he'd have them.
Elizabeth didn't know what to say.She just didn't want him to fall asleep.She didn't think she could be of any help if he did.
She didn't ask him about them.Or about the scars nor where he had been.
She kept telling herself that she was giving him space and time.But deep down she knew that wasn't it.
She didn't know what he was hiding but she knew it couldn't be good.And in this one Saturday they've spent together she knew how invested she was.
She didn't want to think about it.But she knew that whatever Liam was hiding would take her down with him.
It would be cute to say she didn't care.That she loved him more.But it also wouldn't be true.
She couldn't help but feel like.Like he would rip her heart out.And she'd have no one to blame but herself because she'd be the one who gave it to him.
Owh Liam