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Started January 11, 2020 by @TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

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He smiled lightly, kissing her in return. "Mm, you hungry yet? Or do you just want to sit here?" He asked softly, still playing with her hair.
(Sorry it's not great. I'm running low on inspiration…)

"I just want to sit here" she said closing her eyes, her cheek pressed against his thigh

"Alright… but you need to eat at some point this morning." He said softly, tipping his head back against the couch.

"I will I promise" she said kissinng his thigh

Brad nodded softly, slowly starting to run his fingers through his hair. In his silence, his thoughts were mainly focused on their current situation. What was happening? Why did all of a sudden the two of them seem to be super unstable, with extra problems on top of their first set of problems? He was tired, and not in the mood for this. Not even in the slightest.

" Brad I'm scared" she said looking up at him "What if whatever is happening to us drives us apart" she said

Snapping out of his thoughts, he gave her an odd look. "How… I-" He seemed rather confused before shaking it off. "I doubt that will happen, Caroline. I'm not going anywhere, not for a long time."

"Promise?" She asked, her eyes already glossed over with tears

Taking her left hand, he ran his thumb over the ring on her finger. "Promise. Like I said earlier, this is proof I love you." He told her lightly, kissing the top of her hand.

She smiled gently as he kissed her hand " I love you too"

"I'm glad to hear that, darling." He hummed lightly, letting go of her hand with a light sigh. "I promise I'll do my best to protect you."

" Even from your father?" She mumbled under her breath

"Especially from my father, Caroline. He isn't going to physically hurt you, despite what you think. He isn't a violent man." Brad insisted, playing with her hair once again.

"I know but it's just the things he says makes me feel like I'm not good enough for you you deserve so much better than what I can give you that you deserve someone better" she said with a sigh

'That's how I feel all the time…' Sighing softly, Brad pushed his sudden thought way down, out of his mind. "Well, I'm not sure I can get him to stop that. I've been trying for years, asking him to stop ridiculing me. But I'm not sure he'll ever do that."

She sighed closing her eyes "if something happens to you again I don't care if he didn't mean it or not you got hurt I will step in brad I love you too much to let anything happen to you" she said

(I'm sorry, again. I'm still running low on inspiration.)

"I know you do, but I would rather deal with this myself. He's my father and I need to be the one who rights the situation. I don't want you to intervene in the situation. Please, don't." He slightly pleaded with her, still petting her head.

"Fine but what if I have another attack?" She asked

"What about it?" He asked softly, twisting her hair around his finger. "I don't understand what you mean."

"Nevermind" she said closing her eyes

"No- tell me. I just literally don't understand." He insisted, stopping in the middle of playing with her hair. "What is your concern about it?"

"Brad if I have a attack my breathing stops I could die but Taylor knows what to do" she said

"Caroline," Brad started, looking down at her with a tight frown. "You don't tell me these things- ever, it feels like. And when I ask you what to do, I feel like you're annoyed or upset with me. I'd just like to know how to help, and I can't really do that without asking you."

" like you said Brad you can't do anything about your father" she sighed

"How does that have anything to do with I just said?" He asked softly, giving her a confused look. "I… you know what, never mind. It doesn't matter."