Look After You || Dienna
āI understand. I really do. It can be hard to..ā He let his voice trail off, not even sure where he was going with it. Derek didnāt want to pretend like he knew how much this hurt, like he could begin to understand how it made Sienna feel. āIām sorry. I really donāt know what to say. I just..ā Taking a deep breath, he paused, finally deciding not to tell her how he just wanted to hold her and shelter her from all the hurt, since he knew it was already much too late for that. āI know, I know. But thatās what friends do. Share the pain,ā he said quietly, looking down at their hands. āAnd I want to say thank you. For letting me come here with you and for sharing all of this with me.ā Swallowing slightly, he looked back up into her eyes, hoping she could see just how much it meant to him.
Once Sienna intertwined their hands, Derek slowly let go of her and let her place the picture back down. āYes, we can go,ā he replied quickly, brushing his thumb along the back of her hand. āIām not really hungry either, donāt worry. We can.. just go back to the hotel, alright?ā he suggested as they started walking back to the car.
Sienna's head shook quickly as she forced a small smile. "You don't need to say anything. I get it." Her smile faltered as he referred to them as friends. That's what they were, yes. But hearing it out loud, coming from him, just made Sienna want to break down all over again. She knew this was the best she could get if she wanted to still be close to Derek and still get along with him, but it didn't hurt any less. His next words though, those returned the smile to her lips. "You don't need to thank me. If there's anyone I'd share this with, it's you." Sienna was glad that Derek agreed to leave with her instead of insisting of going anywhere else. She nodded her head slowly, glancing down at their hands before they started walking back to the car.
Once the car started moving away from the cemetery, Sienna felt as if a load had been lifted off her shoulders. She felt relieved, calmer. The worst part was over and she was closer to going home. As they drove toward the hotel, she noticed the sky darkening as they went and suddenly, she felt much more tired than she had before. She yawned softly as they parked the car in front of the hotel, quickly getting out and entering the hall. As they headed directly to the elevators, Sienna's hand found Derek's once more, holding on to it as if her life depended on it. The elevator ride was silent, neither of them needing to say anything at that moment. Once they arrived on their floor and finally entered the room, Sienna let go of his hand, placing her purse on the chair before she took a seat on the edge of the bed as she kicked off her shoes. "I feel like I could go into another coma." She tried to joke lightly, though the mood was much too dark for it to be any sort of funny.
