The Babysitter

Pity

Chapter 41: (Aubrey's POV)- Pity

It was about four in the morning and I had woken up to get water, so I did and now I couldn't go back to sleep. I was feeling uneasy and I had no clue why. Nothing bad happened... yet. 

No one had a fight or argument but for some reason, I still felt like something bad had happened. I was trying so desperately hard to push the anxiousness away but it was getting the best of me. I started cracking my knuckles, a habit which was a lot more prominent when I was anxious and nervous. 

I felt Xavier shuffle beside me but I was zoned out, staring at the wall in front of me, while annoyingly, loudly cracking my knuckles. My attention was turned away from the wall when I felt warm hands over mine, grabbing them before I felt him wrap his other arm around my waist, pulling me closer while taking a deep breath. 

"Why are you so anxious at four in the morning? Everything okay?" he asked while I turned my gaze to him to see him slowly opening his eyes, looking at me. 

"I'm sorry if that woke you up. Go back to sleep." I pulled my hands away from his not because I didn't want him holding my hands because I was mentally too distracted. 

"Are you okay?" he asked now slowly sitting up while concern glimmered in his eyes under the dim lighting. 

"I just have a bad feeling but I'm okay." I sighed while staring down at my hands which rested in my lap. 

"A bad feeling about what?" he asked in confusion. I do not want to worry him. 

"I don't know. I think I'm just tired and lost too much blood so I'm going delusional." I joked, trying to lighten the mood but he clearly didn't find that funny and just looked at me with concern. "I was kidding but okay," I sighed, "I'm good, I'm fine, I promise." I gave him a small smile which he returned. 

"Maybe you just need to sleep? It'll help you feel better," he explained while lying back down as I did the same. 

"Yeah," I sighed, "Maybe you're right." I lied down and got comfortable before closing my eyes. I had no clue how long went by with me just lying there with my eyes closed but I could not sleep. 

Now I'm genuinely getting worried like seriously, what the hell is wrong with me? "Aubrey, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Xavier chuckled slightly while sitting back up as I did the same. 

"I don't know, I just can't sleep." I laughed while running my hands over my face frustratedly. He sighed while looking at me with concern as I stared off into the distance. And then out of nowhere, I started crying. 

Straight up bawling my eyes out. There is seriously something wrong with me. Why the hell did I just start crying? God help me, please. Either the emotions I was avoiding are getting the best of me, or I'm just about to get my period soon. 

Xavier didn't question me on why I was crying like I had expected him to, instead he just stayed quiet. 

Part of me wanted to be mad at that and asked him why he wasn't comforting me, but another part of me was grateful that he was allowing me to let it all out and wasn't disturbing me while I bawled my eyes out. 

After about thirty minutes, I was done. I was exhausted, tired, and drained from crying for that long. 

I hadn't cried for so long in a while and while I did cry after the whole Peter incident, I didn't cry for this long. Now that I was done, I lifted my head and let out a sigh while wiping whatever was left of my tears.

"Xavier, I think you should just go to your room. At least you can sleep there." I chuckled humorlessly. 

"I'm not leaving you." he shook his head. "I'm not leaving," he repeated before grabbing my hand and tugging it. I looked up at him, confused as to what he was asking but he gave me a small nod and tugged at my hand again.