As soon as he saw me, his eyes went to my face before falling to look at what I was wearing. A hint of amusement made its way onto his expression.

He never commented on my Disney Pyjamas. He instead ushered me back into my room and towards the bed.

My bed had never looked so good. I could feel my eyes closing. I just wanted the day to be over.

Sometimes I would stay up at night and make up theories about the world just to distract myself from the hollowness of the apartment but now I had something to think about.

I was thinking about the enigma that came in the form of the mountain of a man.

This was the second time he had put me to bed. It had also been more than two times that he had made me feel better without even knowing it.

Stone's exterior was large and terrifying, but I knew he was more than that.

I had considered being nicer to him and insulting him less, but I did not want our dynamic to end. Our back-and-forth battles ignited something in me, and I wondered if I had ever done something more passionately than tease him.

"What are you thinking about?" He questioned gently, looking down at me as I climb into bed.

"Can you stay with me?" My voice was a small hopeful noise as I spoke.

"I am not going anywhere, Medusa." He assured sternly before taking a step away from the bed "I'll take the sofa."

My hand had a mind of its own and reached out to grab him. I rose on my knees on the mattress as I placed my hand on his arm.

"Can you stay in here with me?"

Mentally facepalming, I wanted the bed to swallow me whole after the words left my mouth. I was mortified as I fell back on the bed be let go of his arm.

He took a few steps away from the bed while remaining silent.

I never knew how much I needed him there until he walked away. I slumped onto the bed and buried my head in the pillows and let out a groan.

Then I felt the bed move drastically under me at someone else's weight.

The wide shoulders took up all the room on the mattress as Stone laid down next to me.

I rolled over and removed my head from the pillow. I noticed that Stone had switched the light off and that is why he walked away momentarily.

All I could feel was his closeness.

His warmth and presence were comforting but it was not enough for me to forget the words uttered by my father earlier.

I turned on my side so that I could hide my tears from him.