Chapter 3
(Hannibal's POV)
We had finished dinner last night. But she was so tired from staying up mostly fourty-eight hours. So I offered her my guest room in which she had taken we are now walking down to pick Will up for our appointment. In which it is their first one. I would much rather spend my time with (Name) alone. She was mine. I looked at her hand, I had yet to let it go but I didn't want to. As we stood up I saw Will who looked just as tired as ever.
"Great. Watch out here comes the devil" he pointed as (Name) glared. The person he pointed to was Freddie Lounds.
"Great..." She said sarcastically as I looked at her confused. "She is my ex." she said as I held back my shock at her answer.
Even if they weren't together now I still wanted to kill her.
(Your POV)
"Well hello Will, (Nickname), I have not seen you two in a while." She says smiling wickedly.
"Yes, this meeting is fair to soon. I rather not of seen you aging." I tell her.
"You wound me (Name). After we had such good times." She says.
"HAD not anymore" I said glaring at her darkly. I would rather not see such a person right now. How she talks about me doesn't bother me, but the way she talks about Will angers me to no end.
"Of course, I see you are batting for a new team now." She says.
I involuntary blush and pull my hand away. Not wanting to let Hannibal be pulled into my drama with my ex.
"I am not seeing or with anyone at the moment." I tell her.
"Well that is predictable. You cannot seem to keep a relationship together." She says.
"A bad experience, left a bitter taste for them in my mouth." I say, implying she was the bad experience.
"Yes, your mother and father can leave a bad impression on anyone." She says grinning.
That is when I loose it. I nearly attack her. Will jump in between us grabbing my front, holding me back from doing anything stupid. I glared at her angrily. She had no fucking right to talk about my mother in such a way! "You fucking-"
Will held me closer. "Calm down." He said as I looked at him and at her. Breathing heavily.
"Alright." I agree taking deep breaths. "Freddie, that was low even for you. I thought you had more class than that. Just remember. I have dirt on you that could ruin your career. Talk about my mother aging and I will see all your secrets revealed."
I grab Will's hand and walk past her to leave and make it to the car.
(Hannibal's pov)
I turn to Freddie, an expression I never have was on my face, rage. I didn't know much about her mother's condition but whatever it was had nothing to do with her.
"I suggest you watch your step Miss Lounds. It was terriblely rude what you said to (Name). I suggest you do not do it aging." I tell her darkly before leaving to find (Name).
When I walked out a I see her leaning against a wall, her hands covering her face, but as I walked close I could hear her crying.
I feel my heart drop to my stomach. Seeing and hearing her in distress, it breaks my heart. I just want to take her in my arms and make everything better for her. I walk up to her and do just that. I wrap her in my arms, she fits so well in them. She clings to me and cried into my chest. I held her and laid my chin on her head, secretly smelling her hair. (*cough cough creep*) though she didn't notice.
"I-I can't belive she did that" she sobbed out.
"It will be alright, everything will be alright." I promise her.
She giggles a sad giggle. "You cannot know that."
"But I do." I tell her smiling as she looked up at me with a small smile.
"No you don't, we never know what is going to happen. One second it could be going fine but then the next everything is just wrong. I just normally go with the punches." She says pulling from my arms.
"Tell me about your mother." I tell her.
"She is a loving woman. She was always trying to make us have a happy home. Even though she was an awful cook she always tried. I would eat her meals even though they were terrible. Because she took her time to make me a meal. I learned if someone takes times and tries to make you a meal you should eat it. It is rude to say you are not going to eat a meal that they made you."
"I see and why is that a sensitive topic?" I ask.
"...because she didn't just kill my father. She ate him." She said as she looked down. "After that she thought he was still alive. Every time I see her she asks how I am and if me and dad are getting along." her voice cracked as she began to cry again.
"I did not know, I am sorry." I tell her wrapping my arms around her once more.
"No one knows. I hid that evidence trying to protect her. I did not want anyone to know she was eating him. I would not be able to handel the world seeing her as a Cannibal." She confesses.
I kiss the top of head and told her as her psychiatrist. I cannot tell anyone. She nods into my chest. That is when Will pulled up in his car. He looked at her worried and ran over to us. She lifted her head up and wiped her eyes.
"Well let's go." She says smiling to us, ignoring Will's questions. Saying she was fine.
I know she is still in pain though. She leaves with Will, which makes me jealous and wanting to take her home with me. I take a deep breath and go to my car. I know soon we will be sharing a home.