Alpha Damon (Sienna) novel Chapter 303

Ethan:

I watched as Sienna left her, standing for a few moments before she walked inside her room. I waited, debating, knowing that I was the last person that she wanted to see, and yet, wanting to be the person who stood by her side.

I walked to the kitchen and carried the tray of food that I asked the maids to prepare for her. She needed to eat, and I knew that I was going to need to find an excuse to go and talk to her. Else, she is not going to let me.

“Just go to her, Ethan.” I muttered to myself. “What’s the worse that could happen? She already kicked you out of her life more than once. The most she’d do is do it again.”

I knocked on her door before I could talk myself out of it. I didn’t wait for a response before pushing it open, slowly. She sat on the floor, knees pulled to her chest, her arms wrapped around herself like armor that didn’t work anymore.

“Delilah.”

She didn’t look up. She didn’t bother turning her attention to me, though I knew that I already caught it.

“Is this a bad time?” I asked gently, even though I already knew the answer. “Do you want to tell me what’s bothering you?” “It’s always a bad time with you,” she said softly. “I think that you know that the one thing that could be bothering me is your presence around me.”

It should’ve hurt. But I was past pain. “I brough you something to eat.”

That made her look. “I’m not hungry.”

“You haven’t eaten in almost a day.” I said, taking a step closer.

“Maybe I’m just tired of forcing things down.”

I sighed and set the tray down anyway. I didn’t sit too close, just near enough that she’d know I wasn’t leaving. She stared at the wall like it might move if she looked hard enough. As long as I wasn’t in her vision, she would be more than willing to stare at it. Again, I chose to ignore the feeling that I had.

“I don’t know what happened to you when she had you,” I said after a long silence. “But I know what it’s doing to you now. And it’s killing me to stand by and watch. Talk to me, Delilah.”

“Then don’t watch,” she snapped, turning toward me. “Go away. And if you think that this is because of her, then you’re very wrong. I want you to just go away.”

“No.”

“Ethan…”

“No,” I said again, firmer this time. “You don’t get to push me out like I’m just another mistake. You don’t get to push me out like I am some stranger to you. This might be open with Sienna and with everyone else, but it is not open with me.” “Sienna is my sister. You chose to play…”

“I can’t,” she whispered. “I’m sorry… I just can’t.”

I nodded, even though everything in me ached. “Okay. It’s alright.”

“I just… I don’t want to feel anything right now.” She whispered. “And I know that if I give in… I’m going to feel more than I would want to. And I can’t do that. Not now, Ethan.”

“I’ll sit with you in the nothing, then.” She let out a broken sound, half laugh, half sob. I sat by her side, resting my back against the bed. She didn’t move at first, she pull away, but when she leaned her head on my shoulder, I knew that she was allowing me back in.

Slowly, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer to me. She didn’t tense, she didn’t move, she allowed herself to rest as I cradled her in my embrace.

There were no kisses. No promises. Nothing being said at all.

Just her, and me, and the weight of everything we couldn’t say.

And I’d carry that silence a thousand times if it meant she didn’t have to carry it alone.