❝ you're not alone. you'll never be alone. not as long as i'm here. ❞
Lizzy was walking lazily around the book store grabbing anything that caught her eye. This was her favorite place to be in this small unforgiving town. Having a bit of a past here was like being a witch back during the Salem witch trials. Your past mistakes would never be forgotten. Though she wasn’t the only person in this little hell hole who was always made out to be some sort of quote unquote evil. The man who lived in the woods for as long as she could always remember was treated the same way as her.
I mean all she did was steal a car in her teen years but if you think the towns folk would forgive her you’d be wrong. Ever since that day she volunteered to help gather Eriks necessities from town and bring them to him. Though he’s told her she could stop anytime Lizzy used this as an excuse to see the handsome man whom never seemed to age.
Stepping into Erik’s little home she smiled at the familiar smells and sights. Though he was no where to be seen Lizzy set down the brown paper bag of groceries oh the table and unloaded it. Place it the food into its place she smiled at the single coffee mug in the sink. Lizzy began to write a note to leave on his table where he’d find it.
*Hey Erik don’t worry no one broke into your home it was just me. I put away your groceries for you so they wont spoil. I hope you have an amazing weekend. I’m not sure if you have a phone but below is my number text me or call me if you’d like. And always remember… you're not alone. you'll never be alone. not as long as i'm here.
(055)627-7338. Your favorite lackey Lizzy*
Placing the note on top of his current book she turns to leave looking at her feet not realizing he had walked into the home, she ran right into his chest and yelps.
“Erik! What in gods name?!” She cocks her head to the side “Do you enjoy sneaking up on pretty girls?” She laughs backing up to look at the much taller man.
