38.2- Take Care

The next day, I was feeling much better. I don't know what spell that doctor put in my medicine but I was feeling light unlike yesterday where I was a crying mess. After breakfast, I took my medicine and was in my room. Papa came to check up on me with Sebastian. 'How are you feeling now, Love?" Papa asked sweetly, kissing the top of my head. 'Better." I smiled, taking his hand, holding it firmly, not wanting to leave it. 'Good. Sebastian, I think Eileen should go home. Ever since her marriage, she didn't get a chance to stay with us at all." Papa enunciated out of the blue and the look of surprise in Sebastian's eyes told me he didn't like this at all. 'I understand but she is sick right now." Sebastian said, clearing his throat and regaining his posture. 'I know but Eileen wants to go too and I believe she is my daughter first and I can take care of her." Papa said sternly, folding his arms, determined to take me but at least this way, I could breath freely too. I want to go home too. 'Really, Eileen?" Sebastian asked, glaring at me to not go. My breath hitched but Papa came in between. 'Of course, Sebastian. I wonder what spell you have cast on my daughter. She couldn't stay away from me for a week and now, she hasn't been home for months!" He whined, determined to take me along no matter what. 'Did you forget about your Papa, hmm?" He asked, turning to me but I remained silent. I doubt Sebastian would let me go. 'It's nothing like this. We pay visits almost every weekend but letting Eileen stay is quite difficult for me." Sebastian said apologetically with a sigh. 'Why is that?" Papa asked, not liking his reason. 'I couldn't sleep without her anymore." Sebastian muttered and I doubt it was true. He is a master manipulator after all. 'These words won't work on me. I was once in your shoes too." Papa scoffed, thankfully not hearing anything. 'Tell someone to pack her things. She is going to stay with us now for the rest of the week- or month, however Eileen wants-" Papa declared, bringing an unknown smile to my face. Ah, how great it would feel to be back in my home, in my room. In the home where I don't have to be afraid of the walls, where I won't have to dread. 'Sir-" Sebastian tried to speak firmly but Papa put his hand in the air to stop him. My heart skipped a beat at his action. I swear if it was anyone else, he would have broken the very hand which dared to stop him. 'And you will not say a thing, understand?" Papa announced, refusing to listen to anything and take me. 'Yes." He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose but I could feel the furious aura emitting from him. I could feel the apprehension under my skin that he would take Papa's anger on me. 'Come, Eileen." Papa said strictly, going out of the room, leaving us alone to call someone to pack my things. But, in the brief moment where we were left alone. Sebastian came to me and grabbed my arm roughly, making my yelp in pain as he forced me to stand. 'Did you tell your Father something?" He growled, resenting the idea of me going away. Please don't frighten me anymore. 'No. I didn't say anything, he just began to start talking about me going along out of the blue. I didn't do anything this time." I whispered hurriedly in a croaked voice. 'I swear, I didn't," I was trembling when he held me roughly, inducing the fear which subdued in the past few times strongly. 'You better be home in the next two days, understand?" He warned, glaring at me. The intensity of his gaze stuck my breath, pricking a tear in the corner of my eyes. 'But, I want to stay… Please." I whispered, narrowing my eyes, hoping he would spare any recognition and let me have a reprieve from this nightmare. 'I waste all my weekends just to take you there, isn't that enough for you? Be glad that I am letting you see them in the first place." He hissed in a whisper, jaw clenched. Etching his fear in me to ensure I obey him without resistance. 'Sebastian-" I tried calling him in a broken tone but his grip tightened, he would never let his precious prey away from him for one moment. He needs me and my fear to feed his instability. 'I want you home in two days. Is that understood?" He enunciated, expressions twisted into pure wrath which overwhelmed me and lowering my orbs, I wiped the tear in the corner. 'Okay." I whimpered, trying not to cry causing him to leave my arm finally. 'Hmm. Good girl." Humming coldly, he rolled his eyes off, resting his hands in his pockets. Sitting back on the bed, I fidget my fingers around my dress. Looking up at him, back to his dominant posture. "Sebastian…" I called him, gulping hard. 'Can I ask you something?" I asked him vaguely, tense about the upcoming statement. 'What?" He asked, motioning me to continue. 'Why do you want me to be home so early?" I asked, worried about the response. 'I don't trust your tongue." He scoffed, taking a step back. I opened my mouth to convince him that I will just let me stay longer but he spoke another thing which swallowed my thoughts midway. 'Besides, I couldn't sleep without you anymore." My eyes widened, I didn't expect him to be speaking the truth but the question was- Why? Was it because he needs my daily dose of fear or just needs me…? 'What?" I asked, thinking I heard wrong but I knew I heard right. I wanted him to say it again. 'What did you say?" Tell me how this mere prey could steal your ability to sleep? Tell me you need me. Say what you can't. 'Nothing." He mumbled, lips curled downwards. He was living in mixed emotions of confusion and feelings. It was clear on his face. There was something he definitely wanted to say but didn't. And before I could explore those unfathomable gazes further, Papa came with. 'Let's go, Love. Leave the packing. Your mama said your room has everything you need." He called happily. 'Okay, give me a few minutes," I nodded happily and Sebastian noticed my glee too. He narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything. 'Okay, I am waiting downstairs for you." Papa smiled. Getting up to leave, taking my phone and necessary things. Sebastian stood, he was ready to leave for work but was not. Just standing in the middle, watching me preparing my purse. I didn't dare to meet Sebastian's eyes but I could feel his profound orbs linked with me, knitted closely hoping to contemplate something beyond his comprehension. Taking my purse, I tied my hair in a messy bun, not in the mood to dress up. I was still sick and tired. I was not in the mood to change. I was about to walk out of the room without saying goodbye to Sebastian with a frown but he held my arm, pulling me back to his chest. 'Eileen." He called me dominantly, yanking me to him. My heartbeat increased instantly. I gasped, finally raising my unsettled orbs to collide with his. He held my chin, closing his eyes. 'Sebas-" I was about to ask what took over him but he leaned down. Pressing his lips upon mine, kissing me tenderly, affectionately, staggering me. I was stunned, unable to react as he moved his lips slowly over mine, engraving an eerily satisfactory sensation. Kissing me briefly, stiffening my body at his unforeseen action. Why can't you be like this forever? I thought, closing my eyes to feel the sensation of his lips on mine but sadly, before I could indulge in it or kiss him back, he pulled away. I was panting heavily, blushing furiously because of his unpredictable action. Out of breath, trying to register what happened but he took my hand, leading us outside. He held his stoic face while I was burning madly from inside with a strange sensation he managed to give me. Giving me mixed signals. What was happening to him? One time all furious and endearing the next. "Let's go." Papa said. Licking my lips timidly, I tugged my hair behind my ear sheepishly. 'Goodbye." I whispered faintly, almost inaudibly, taking Papa's hand. 'Take care." He whispered with in-depth emotions, astounding me as we left for my home but I had only one question roaming in my mind, disrupting it. Did you truly mean it or not?