I won't leave you again

"CALM down, Bianca…" I whispered to myself as another thunder reached my ears.

It was already midnight. I was curled up here in the nook of the kitchen tiled floor. My head was buried in the hollow between my knees, my hands covering both my ears.

I woke up in the middle of the night with a strong thunderstorm hitting Pasadena.

"It'll pass. It'll pass…" I continuously muttered to myself, my lips slightly quivering in cold.

I could hear the heavy downpour of the rain outside. It was like the sky had gotten furious and decided to punish everything beneath him.

"Bianca…?"

I didn't know how long I was there in the dark when I heard a familiar voice.

"Bianca?" I shut my eyes as the kitchen light blinded me.

"What are you doing there, Bianca?"

It took me a moment before I looked at him.

Gideon… in his wheelchair was in front of me. His hair was a mess, his eyes a little slanted for waking up in an ungodly hour, his thick eyebrows in a deep furrow.

"I woke up without you beside me