Darling

The morning came all to soon. He had given
her another chance to stay in her room and
out of fear she did in case he stayed behind
the door even though she knew she heard
him leave to his room up the hall even
though his door did not close which was
probably how he heard her in the first place.
It wasn't till much later that in the morning
that he had come up and knocked on the
door and sighed as he waited for her to
answer the door. She had avoided leaving
the room to in order to not have to see him.
Even if she was hungry and thirsty but she was
to afraid to go out of her room and face him
again. He knocked again bring her from her
thoughts.

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"I know you're awake, Open the door please."
He replied through the door sounding upset
with her still. He jiggled the handle which she
knew was locked cause she locked it to stop
him from coming in and getting mad her
further.

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. She got up and walked over to open the
door for him and kept her head down as he
slowly opened the door to her standing there
at the side of the door.

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"Come, Food is done and I know you're
hungry. "

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She didn't move as he turned to walk away
but stopped after a few steps when he didn't
hear her walk behind him. He came back up
to the door with her in the same spot
unmoved.
.
Locklyn, come on. Now." He demanded.
.
"I don't deserve to eat."

He grabbed her hand and gently pulled her
forward but she didn't look up as she
folllowed him downstairs to the kitchen
where poached eggs and toast were sitting
on a plate for them. she served herself and
ate in silence. They both did until he broke
the ice and looked up at her.
.
"What were you thinking?" He asked
.
"I wasn`t. But then I had kinda thought that
this isn`t my home so what place do I truely
have here?"
.
He back and sighed before looking at here
and smiling.
.
"I would like to make it your home. I now
know who you are. I reconized you yesturday
but I couldn`t think of where till last night on
the news. Locklyn Hart. Daughter of producer
Arthur Hartwick. Your father is my dad`s
friend. So I made some calls and after a
heated arguement paper work of your
guardianship is being shipped. They didn`t
hesitate to sign the papers to send over."
.
"That is a lie! Nobody can get legal paper
work that fast." She growled.
.
"They were going in to agree to your
emacinpation when they were told no. I
called on time to get them to sign you over.
They couldn`t give you a emancipation due
to your age BUT they could give you to
another adult since I came in I am the lucky
one so your things are being sent here and
your room is offically yours." He explained.
.
She sat there is shock at what he said but did
not fully understand what was going on till it
hit her like a freight train.
.
"No." She whispered.
.
"It is offical. The only other place you can go
to is a group home till you`re eighteen. Now
we have a flight to get to tomarrow but by
what your mother explained you have a
funeral to go to so there is clothes in your
suit case I am guessing you can wear?" He
asked.
.
Locklyn didn`t answer him as she got up and
ran to her room as fast as she could and
threw herself on the bed and broke into tears.
It was finally her brothers funeral. She had
gotten shit faced when she got the call from
her family about the autopsy results which
was not entirely from the gun shot. He had
drank so much that his kidney`s were going
out from the alcohol and that was when he
decided to off himself. She didn`t get up to
get ready. She decided to lay in her room till
she died and go with her brother.
.
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Tom sat in the kitchen listening to the silence
of the room. Her parents had said things you
do not say about your own off spring. They
basically begged him to keep her before he
asked to be givrn custody. The funeral was
the last time they wanted to see her in person
so they expected her to go. He cleaned the
dishes and made his way to the stairs and
to her room where she was laying on the bed
face down but shaking from crying. He
walked over to her and slowly rubbed small
circles on her back. At first she flinched bit
he didn`t stop so she stopped and just let
him comfort her well she sobbed.
.
"Get ready? We don`t have to stay but you
should as least give a last good bye to him."
Tom said in a hushed tone.
.
"I can`t."
.
"Yes you can. I will be right there with you to
help you and as soon as you want to leave
we will. You don`t have to talk to no one
either. I can request that you go in there
privately. Whatever you need."
.
"I am gonna stay right here and die." She
whinnd. he lighlty chuckled at her but pulled
her up into a sitting position and face her
towars him.
.
"Come you. you must not think that way
sweetheart. Now lets get this done and over
with and we an leave tonight to California. I
have not properly told you of my plans but
we are going to meet up with some friens for
a thanksgiving dinner. I know you are used to
those it might actually do you some good to
go to this with me okay?" He asked.
.
She didn't move so he started to grab clothes
for her all well smirking at her and she knew
why once he stood if front of her with the
clothes ready.
.
"Now sweetheart I will I will dress you if you
don't do it yourself so stop acting so childish
and get ready. I will be expecting you in ten
minutes. Hurry now."
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He put the clothes down but she didn't budge
as she just glared at him. When he went to
grab the clothes she hurriedly grabbed them
herself and walked into the bathroom and
started to get dressed herself. The clothes
were the one that she had worn at a previous
funeral of her friends who had died from
cancer. She slipped the dress on with the
leggings before walking out to put the shoes
on. Tom was right there changed into a nice
suit and was currently standing in the door
way waiting for her.
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The funeral was small and her family had
talked crap to her so at Tom's request
everyone was kicked out of the room and he
let her go to the front of the room to look
down at her brother who had a ugly hat on to
hide the bullet would. Locklyn slowly tugged
the hat off to reveal the ugly wound on his
temple. It took up half the side of his head
and glared at her as if telling he it was in fact
her fault that he was dead.
.
"Jay.... Why? Why leave me with the family?
Why not wait for me so we could be together
in the after life watching TV and laughing
together and away from the pain together."
She banged her hands on the side of the
coffin as she let the frustration and tears out
till she was sobbing and screaming at her
brothers body. She wanted to badly hit him
instead but she couldn't let be the last thing
she did to him besides cause him to off
himself. She stopped when she felt
something slice into the side of her right
hand and looked down to see what
happened. the side of the coffin had a torn
and the metal was exposed and it in turn
sliced her hand. She started hitting her
brother's chest in frustration but stopped
when Tom stopped her. he wrapped his arms
around her shoulders and gently pulled her
back and away from the defensless coffin.
He turned her in his arms so she was
sobbing away in his chest as he slowly
soothed her.
.
"You want to leave now?" He asked after her
breathing slowed to a normal rate and she
stopped crying.
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"Yes. I can't be here." She whispered out.
.
.
He took her hand and guided out of the home
straight to his car past the assholes she
called her family and drove off back home
where they were going to be leaving behind
for a week.
.
"Your hand okay?" He asked as she held it to
her chest.
.
"It will be once I clean it up and wrap it up.
Thank you for bringing me to that and
defending me against my family." She said.
.
"No worries sweetheart."
.
As soon as they got home Tom had insisted
on her letting him take care of her hand. She
of course refused.
.
"Just let me see your hand." He begged.
.
"No. I can wrap it up and it will be fin..... Son
a bi...." She cried out as he grabbed he
injured hand.
.
"Ah look it will need stitches. It is to deep. It
WILL get infected." He said as he looked it
over.
.
She glared at him as he got back up still
holding ln to her hand and gently lead her to
the kitchen where he had pulled his phone
out.
.
"Hi. Is Dr. Rolfe avaible to make a home
visit?"- my daughter has a laceration on her
hand I believe it might need stitches but that
is why I want a home visit.-Yes I am a
frequent patient. She is going to be new. - My
name? - Thomas William Hiddleston. -Hers?" He looked at her.
.
"Locklyn Winifred Sage Hart." She told him.
.
He looked at her weirdly as if to question her
about as if he didn`t believe her so he quickly
looked for her birth certificate.
.
"Locklyn Winifred Sage Hartwick. Birthday
April 8th, 1993. - she is 14. - yes same
adress. Thank you."
.
Locklyn looked at him in shock. She did not
expect him to be successful with having a
doctor do a home visit. She hated doctors so
before Tom could explain, she hopped up
and sped to her room before Tom could
react. He ended up fast on her heels and
caught her before she made it to the steps.
.
"NO!!!! Let me go!!" She cried out as she
struggled against him.
.
He kept his vice grip on her till she stopped
to look at him.
.
"Please humor me."
.
"No."
.
"Sweetheart, that cut is very deep and I
refuse to you let it get infected so you are not
going to win this arguement." He gently
explained.
.
She looked at him with so much hatred that
he was sure he would drop dead. He spent
the half hour waiting watching her to make
sure she didn`t make a run for it. She just sat
there glaring at him but he ignored her and
continued watching theThe telly and acted
like she was not there mentally planning his
death. The door bell went off and as soon as
Tom was in the hall to the door, Locklyn
bolted for her room and slammed the door
shut and locked it after hearing the heavy
foot steps following her. Tom jiggled the door
handle and banged on the door.
.
"Locklyn open the door!" He shouted and
banged the door so hard that she was sure
that the door would fly from the hinges and
fly across the room through the window.
.
Locklyn started getting scared when he had
walked away cause the banging stopped and
so did the yelling for her to open the door and
soon she knew why and ran to her bathroom
and locked that door too before she heard
the door open up and Tom walk in the room.
He took down the door manually.
.
"Loc! Stop this childish act love and come
out of the room. Easy way or hard way but
either way you will have your hand checked
out sweetheart. Now open the door." He
demanded.
.
She didn`t budge. It was not really the fact
now that she was going to stitched up but
the simple fact that he was mad and it
scared her.
.
"No. Not with that attitude! You think about
what I wanted?" She asked/barked.
.
Sigh. Something he did a lot of these past
hours. With a few jiggles of the handle, the
door lock started to move. She knew it was
no use and that he would get in the room so
she unlocked the door and looked up at him
as he crossed his arms over his chest and
looked down at her with a saddened look.
.
"I care more for your health than for personal
fears you could get over in time. Now come
on cause there is no way around this Loc."
He said as calmly as possible for someone
who broke down a door.
.
"No. My hand my rules." She shot back
scared.
.
He knew it was no attitude but the fact that
she was just scared so he simply put his
hand out for her and raised both brows as
she at there staring at him. With her good
hand she got up and took it and let him guide
her down stairs to the living area where a
older man was waiting for them.
.
"Come now Loc. Sit down." Tom told her as
he sat across from the doctor. When she
didn't her pulled her down next to him and
and out stretched her hand for her.
.
Locklyn started to tremble in fear and to the
best of his ability, Tom tried to comfort her by
rubbing circles on her back hoping to her
calm down but she didn't.
.
"This is pretty deep and she will need the
stitches to close this up." The doctor said as
he got the necessary items from his bag.
.
Locklyn tried to jump to get away but Tom
had already predicted that move and had a
vice like grip around her waist, holding her in
place of her seat so all she could do was kick
out at the ground to scoot back in the seat.
Tom didn't let up.
.
"Stop it now Locklyn. You're being silly." He
told her as he tightened his grip and pulled
her face into his shoulder so she could not
see what was going on.
.

As soon as she felt the prick of a needle
numbing her hand she took in a deep breathe
and started to try get away again. Tom never
loosened his grip and let her struggle all she
wanted till she tired out, from actually being
tired or from giving up cause she wasn't
getting away he did not know. She settled for
stuffing her face in the crook of his neck and
sobbing. Tom placed his hand on the back of
her neck and rubbed her face with his thumb
as a way to sooth her.
.
The whole time he talked to her till it was
done and over with and her hand was
cleaned, wrapped, and covered. By that time
she was still upset so as soon as he let her
go she bolted for his room since hers lacked
a door and she was sure he wouldn't put a
easy lock on his own door and she was right
as she locked the door behind her and sat
down behind his door so he couldn`t get any
madder at her for going into a off limits room.
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Tom thanked the doctor and walked him out
the door after he got the prescriptions that
Locklyn would need. The whole time he
wondered where Loc was hiding and which
plane to take since they had to skip the days
plane to pick up her prescriptions. He closed
and locked the door and behind him and
walked up the steps to her now empty room
and searched around for her but there of
course was no one. She wasn`t even in her
bathroom so he knew exactly where she was
once he put two and two together. He seen
his door closed and heard the soft
whimpering from behind his door and was
not shocked when the door was locked.
.
"I need to be alone for a little please." He
heard her say through the door.
.
So he slid down the wall next to the door and
waited for her all well going on his phone to
cancel the plane ride till the next morning.
Locklyn stayed in the room for a hour before
unlocking the door and crawling out around
the corner to him. He was shocked by that
but hugged her to his chest.
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The flight to LA was very entertaining. Due to
her complaints of pain from her hand, Tom
tricked her into taking the pain killers and she
was now high as a kite from the effects. She
was all over the place and on several
occasions had to hold her to her seat. It was
quite funny to several people he was sure to
see him with a leg over her lap well hugging
her all well she tried to squirm from her seat.
.
"Let me up. I need to find the buzzing sound."
She dorkily said.

Tom laughed out loud as she got away some
how but ended up in his lap. By that point he
was recording her secretly as he tried to stop
her from running a muck. She ended up in his
lap wrapped in his legs where she finally
stopped moving and just sat there.
By the time they landed she had been
exhausted. So exhausted that she was
walking into things well constantly yawning.
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Tom got Locklyn back into her seat when the
seat belts are buckled in and sat there
glaring at him till it was time to get off the
plane. Tom helped her up and and helped her
to the back of the plane. Locklyn didn`t feel
like walking no more and pulled on his arm.
.
"Come on. We`re almost there."
.
"I refuse to walk anymore. I am exhausted."
.
He raised a brow at her before turning around.
.
"Climb up."
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Her eyes went wide. The last time she was
offered a back ride was when she was five.
without further addue she hopped on his
back and held on to his bag strap so he could
keep a hold on her well he walked through
the terminal. To the baggage claim.
.
"You make me not wanna have kids." He
teased.
.
"Hey I said I wanted to leave. You are the one
who basically adopted me. Your fault." She
replied.
.
"Oh good. Luke got the bags!" Tom
exclaimed as a guy walked over with a
trolley.
.
"Not mine." Locklyn whined hopping from his
back and walking sloppily to the baggage
claim.
.
Tom quickly caught up to her to help her as
she tried to make her way to the baggage
claim on her own. To him she looked like a
drunk stumbling their way home and it took a
lot to not just stand back and watch her. She
found her bags straight away and tried to
grab them but ended up being dragged with
the belt. Tom laughed out loud as she walked
right by him trying to get her bags. He quickly
grabbed them and her before she could be
carried off. Luke put the bags on the trolley
as Tom guided Locklyn to the awaiting car
where she happily hopped in waited for them
to drive off. Luke smirked up at his deviously.