(Katy Cara Sawyer's pov.)
Isla sits on the edge of my bed, her arms holding her knees to her chest. I wrap my arm around her shoulder, unsure of what to do.
She leans into me," do you want to stay?" She nods her head slightly as a reply. "Are you thirsty?" She shakes her head," just stay with me."
I nod, pulling her back to lay on my bed. She lays her head on my chest, curing into my side. She fits perfectly against me.
"Thank you," her voice is calm but she still shakes when talking. "Anytime," I hold her closer to me. Unwilling to let go.
Author Notes: Tell me what you think