Freedom

Tobias' POV -

"Emily! It's okay!" I yell, reassuring her. I walk up to her, prying her arms away from her face so she can look straight into my eyes.

"It's okay," I repeat and she looks around, her eyes big and wild.

"It's not okay! I just killed a man Tobias! I took his life!" She yells, panicking. I grip onto her tightly, pulling her into my chest. She clutches my shirt, her tears adding to the blood stains that were already mixed deep into the fabric.

"Shh. It's okay! You'll be okay," I reassure her, knowing how the pain felt. I knew she wasn't violent on the inside, just an innocent soul who'd been dragged into a living hell. I pull her back, tucking the loose strands of hair behind her ear. I tilt her chin up and search her eyes, watching as they calm down.

"You saved my life," I tell her firmly, never letting my eyes drop from hers. She nods silently, tears drying on her face.

"He was an evil man, right?" Emily questions and I nod, giving her a warm smile.