Part 41: Comfort

Caroline's POV

I look out the window, the morning sun hitting my face. It was another day down before Briana's surgery. Today, I will go out to meet Sinon and Tiffany. Their my best friends since my elementary days. We're in a group of solid ten individuals. Different personalities and different quirks.

A soft grumble was whispered into my ear, snapping me out of my deep thinking. Harvey's hand around my waist tightened. It was still six in the morning and he's still asleep. He always wakes up at four am in the seminary but now, I would let him sleep in and lie that I forgot to wake him up.

I didn't know that Harvey was in the seminary not just because of his self-punishment but something more.

I could feel his warm breath tickle my neck and breathed out the same phrase from earlier in the morning. "Freddy...I'm sorry." Harvey buried his face into my neck, pulling me more and more tightly to him. "I didn't mean...to kill you..." Harvey choked in a sob. "...brother." he said.

I turn to face Harvey. It felt like looking into a child who just cried himself to sleep. My heart broke a little when a single tear rolled down his cheek.

I wipe his tear away and kissed his forehead, trying to also shake him awake. He was starting to look like he was being threatened. "Harvey...Harvey." I shake him awake.

Harvey froze, opening his eyes. He smiled warmly while multiple tears stream down his face. "I had a really horrific nightmare."

I pull him closer, wrapping my hands around his neck, pulling him into a tight hug. "I'm here, Harvey. I can't imagine how much you're hurting but I'm always here to comfort you in any way." I said, pulling myself back and look at him straight in the eyes.

Harvey's eyes sparkle like stars in the night sky. I stared down at his lips, slowly closing the gap between us and kiss him with a broken heart.

Harvey caught up and moved in sync, more tears flowing down his face. He got above me and held my face with one hand, the other keeping himself up.

My heart broke down into a million pieces when I heard him sob in our kiss. His wet tears drop into my shirt, making me start to cry as well.

We were now both feeling heartbroken. We are noe both desperate. Desperate for each other. I could feel so much sadness from Harvey as he kissed me hungrily and aggressively, I could sense that he can also sense my longing for him in mine.

Harvey has beenso strong for so long. I can never imagine how much emotion he has to bottle up during the years. Even for as long as I've known him, I've never seen him get emotional. He's usually the one who will avoid the topic and attempt to make any sad atmosphere to be happy again.

He is the best. He means so much to me, to everyone around him.

He...is my world.