More tears fell, the angle of my head causing them to drip over my lips, and his eyes flared, fixated on my mouth. “Madison—”
We were suddenly jarred to the side when a body slammed into his, catching us unaware and knocking him to the side. He’d barely centered his footing, holding me upright along with him, when the same small body shoved between us, pushing against Garrett’s chest with all his might.
“You get away from her!”
I darted forward, snatching Jamie’s flailing limbs and wrapping my arms around him from behind. “Stop! Stop, Jamie! He’s not hurting me.”
His arms fell, and I hugged him harder, trying not to sob at the shaking I could feel coursing through his frame. “I’m fine. I promise, I’m fine.”
Unlocking my arms, I twisted him, planting my hands on his cheeks, and making him meet my eyes. “Garrett wasn’t trying to hurt me. I’m safe, okay? You’re safe.”
He nodded, but I could tell he didn’t quite believe me as he wrapped his arms around me in a strangling hug.
Movement over his head caught my eye, and I looked up to see Layla ushering Garrett to the door. His face had shut down, his signature flat expression in place. I locked eyes with him and silently mouthed, “It’s all right.”
I stood there long after they left, hugging my child and staring at the abandoned coffee mugs on the bar, wishing I could remove every bad memory from his head. Every heartache, every fear, every pain. All of it. I wanted to write a book with a perfect, magical world and transport him there where nothing could ever hurt him.
There was nothing crueler than wanting to give someone everything and knowing you couldn’t. Knowing you were already predetermined to fail at it from the very beginning but trying your damnedest to succeed anyway.
Chapter Thirteen
I’d been worried for no reason. Patrolling the campus was, by far, one of the easiest jobs I’d ever had. It felt like I was being paid to be on vacation. No one was talking to me, touching me, or asking me questions. I wasn’t studying, and bonus, I was getting exercise.
It was amazing.
Obviously, there was the chance something could go wrong. The campus was closed besides a couple of straggling professors, so yes, unwelcome people could show up and cause an issue, but I’d decided to see the glass as half full for once. I was determined to enjoy the small sunlight the sky had finally bestowed upon me.
It was a surprisingly calm day, the eastern breeze napping for the time being. Wearing a beanie and a thin black jacket over my uniform, I was warm and comfortable as I made my way to the next building.
The only terrifying thing to happen to me so far occurred during my walk-through of my second building. I happened to be standing next to a maintenance room when the heater kicked on, and I almost jumped out of my shoes, I ran so fast. And once you’ve had a kid, being scared is no joke. I nearly peed myself.
Thinking about Jamie put a damper on my mood. The other night had been a hard one, but an important one in a way. When we’d finally left the kitchen, we’d curled up on my bed and talked about what he’d seen and how it’d made him feel.
I’d explained that Garrett had just been worried about my safety and hadn’t gone about it in the right way, but that didn’t mean he wanted to, or would ever, hurt me.
It shouldn’t have been as easy to admit as it was, because by all accounts I didn’t actually know my neighbor all that well. I didn’t know his past, other than his military history and the little he’d said about his parents.
But the thing that stuck with me was he didn’t put his hands on me other than to hold me steady. He didn’t shake me and demand I not go even though he might’ve wanted to. He’d simply pushed me metaphorically to see the truth for myself.
It’d been a dick move, and in the end, it hadn’t been necessary since I’d already been second-guessing the shift, but I understood the intention behind his method, as stupid of a method as it was. Hopefully it wouldn’t be an issue here soon anyway.