RAIN
"I am so scared," I whisper.
"Of what?" Liam whispers back.
We are lying in front of the fire, hugging me from the back.
"Of how good this feels," I swallow, wishing I was as strong as the flames. "I have secrets, I am not ready to tell them. I don't know if I will ever tell them to you."
He is quiet and I wonder if he has reached his limit.
"I have secrets too," he whispers, pulling me flush against him as he sighs, his breath in my hair. "But I want to tell you everything."
"You don't have to," I touch his arm which is wrapped around my torso.
"I am scared too, rain."
"Why?"
"Because you might hate me," he confesses. "I did something and I am feeling awful because I don't regret it. I am a bad person."
"You could never be a bad person," I rub my feet with his. "Not to me, ever."
He laughs bitterly and then exhales. "I killed your whole pack."
