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My eyes look for her frantically. She is curled up on the floor, head against the wall, skin alabaster white, struggling to breathe. Pooh is curled against her stomach. Her lips are purple. She is tucked inside Jude’s chest, she and Pooh both, and my breath stops short when I see his hand around her waist, muscles taut, as if he’s holding her tightly.
Holding her together.
Holding her so that she won’t fall apart.
She peeks from behind Jude’s back and sees me. I hear her take a shuddering breath, and her slender fingers untangle themselves from Jude’s sweatshirt. They are shaking.
I fold to my knees in front of her.
“Eden?” I say quietly, swallowing down my panic. “What do you need?”
“What I always need,” she replies at once, her voice hoarse, strangled. “You.”
I crawl to her on my hands and knees, until my face is level with hers. Her eyes are so puffed up by crying, they are slits. I can’t stand seeing her like this.
“I’m here,” I say, and she leans down, away from Jude, who immediately lets her go and stands up. “I’m here, Eden, I’m here. What do you need, baby?”
“I need you,” Eden whispers, her lips, swollen from crying, just inches from mine. “Can I… Can I have you?”
I’m already kissing her before she finishes speaking.
The Elliot sisters chat room
Manuela: Things look really bad on the internet, En. What’s happening over there? Are you safe?
Faith: Do I need to come and get you?
Faith: I hope they have security over there. Good security.
Manuela: I don’t want to freak you out, Eden, but dad is having multiple freakouts over this. We have no idea what’s happening. There was mention of an ‘incident’ with fans at a party with Issy Woo in Capri. Were you there? Were you in any danger? I hope you were miles away. In another continent, preferably.
Faith: By the way, dad has had zero actual freakouts. Manu is exaggerating, as usual.
Faith: But he is so worried, he’s going out of his mind.
Manuela: As are we.
Manuela: I’m praying you’re safe, En, but honestly, I’m losing it worrying about you.
Eden: *typing*
Manuela: Oh, she’s here. She’s typing.
Faith: Let her type, jeez.
Manuela: I just… My heart leapt in my throat just now. I think somewhere deep down, I was afraid she wasn’t going to reply. That it would be like before, that we would lose her again—
Eden: Guys, stop freaking out. Seriously. I’m fine. Things happened, yeah, some fans got a little out of control. But this place is teeming with bodyguards. There is absolutely nothing to worry about. X
Manuela: Wait why is it TEEMING with guards? Why do you need so many? Is everyone on this tour in so much danger? Is it…?
Eden:*user is offline*
Faith: She’s gone, Manu.
Manuela: Do you believe her?
Faith: Not for a second. Something went down. Something bad, if she’s lying to us.
