Spookychild’s writings

Let the Sun In (Open the Door Book 1) https://a.co/d/flMVJW5

Abruptly, a thought popped into Darren’s mind. Lea was staring at the water. She had admitted to him once that her original plan on the night of the accident was to drown herself in the creek. But Lea had found the stream empty that day. Was she thinking about it again? He felt panic rising. 

“Lea?” Darren said again and lifted her hand, grasping it with his left, and attempted to tug her fingers off the pinkie.

Lea didn’t feel the touch. The only thing she felt was that her fingers were losing their grasp. She made a sound similar to a wounded animal’s cry. Then lifting the other arm off the side of the tub, Lea tried to grab Darren’s fingers that were slipping away. 

“Lea, it’s ok. ” He grabbed the other hand. Now Darren had both tightly in his grasp. “I am here, and I’m not going anywhere. I will always be right here, beside you.” She looked at the hands holding hers. Then she looked up at his face, having forgotten that he was there with her. “I am right here.” He added, looking directly into her eyes. 

Lea relaxed. Momentarily she thought the water was the only thing surrounding her. But it was OK. Darren hadn’t left her side. He had set her down and then crouched beside the tub.