Twisted Perfection

Why? Come here.” He was babbling as he sat down on the lounger I’d been sitting in earlier and held me in his lap.
    He brushed my hair back out of my face and pressed a firm hard kiss to my lips.
    “You scared me to death, Della. Why didn’t you answer baby? Are you okay?”
    I didn’t want to tell him the truth but then I didn’t want to lie to him either. But I wasn’t positive his father had been here so I wasn’t going to bring that up.
    “I was talking to Braden and she said something that triggered a memory. She didn’t mean to it just happens sometimes. I think I blacked out. I woke up on the ground. She’s called me more times than you. I need to call her back she’s probably freaking out.”
    Woods pulled me into his arms. “Dammit. I hate that you went through that alone. I can’t stand it. Fuck,” he growled as he held me tight.
    He couldn’t keep doing this. He was getting too upset over my issues. I was already screwed up and I was just going to get worse. It was inevitable. Could he handle that? No. I knew he couldn’t. He would also want kids.
    “You can’t always be with me Woods. You have to accept this will happen sometimes when you aren’t around.”
    Woods let out a defeated sigh. “I can’t do that. I don’t ever want you alone when that happens. I’m going to find a cure. I’m going to find the best damn doctors out there that can help you with this. We can beat this. I promise you.” He sounded so determined. I hadn’t been honest with him. I hadn’t explained to him that this was just the beginning of my madness.
    The look in his eyes mirrored what I felt. Did that mean he loved me? Had I let him fall in love with me completely blind to whom it was he was loving?

Woods

    Della had talked to Braden and reassured her it wasn’t her fault then gone to lie down and take a nap. She seemed off. Something wasn’t right. I’d never known her to take a nap during the day. And when she’d told me about her episode she hadn’t told me everything. I could see something in her eyes. A hesitation.
    I stood at the door to the bedroom and watched her sleep. She was curled up in a ball, which she did often.
    Seeing her on the ground when I’d walked in had been like a kick to the stomach. I’d feared driving home that this was what had happened. I hadn’t been sure until I’d seen her there struggling to get up. I hated the idea of it. I hated that she even had the damn things. I was getting her help. Immediately.
    My father had also been conveniently missing today. I hadn’t been able to track him down and deal with him. It wasn’t fair that I had needed to leave Della here alone when she could have been at the club with me. I wasn’t doing this to her anymore. That was probably why she’d had the damn attack anyway. She’d been thinking about me hiding her from my dad and thinking she was a problem. I should have thought of that.
    A knock on the door broke into my thoughts and I closed the bedroom door so whoever it was didn’t wake up Della before I went to answer it.
    Tripp stood on the other side of the door with his hands tucked into the front of his jeans. I opened the door and stepped back to let him in.
    “Tripp,” I said in greeting.
    “Came to say goodbye. It’s time I left this place and found somewhere new. My dad came to see me yesterday and it didn’t go well,” he explained.
    I understood that. Maybe leaving was my only answer. It was his.
    “Where you headed?” I asked.
    He shrugged. “Don’t know yet. I’ll know it when I find it.”
    I nodded and glanced down the hallway. “I’d invite you in for a drink but Della is asleep. She had a bad morning and I don’t want to disturb her.”
    “I understand. I wanted to tell her bye too but I don’t have to. Just tell her for me.”
    I didn’t like him thinking he needed to tell her anything but I nodded. I didn’t need to be an ass about it. “I will.”
    “She sticking around then, I guess?”
    “Yeah.”
    “And your dad is okay with this? I heard that Angelina knows now. Word kind of got out.”
    Shit.
    “Haven’t talked to my dad.”
    “You need to. Before he gets to her first.”
    He was right, of course. I needed to make sure my dad stayed the hell away from Della.
    “I will.”
    “Is she forever for you then? She’s worth throwing it all away?”
    I knew he was asking as a friend who had made a similar choice but with a different outcome. “She’s it. No one else.