Fuck, she muttered as she slammed the car door.
Her heart was pounding with anxiety and sadness. My god, this can't be fucking happening she thought to herself as she sat behind the steering wheel.
He has lost his mind. Why in the fuck would he want to be with that woman? She was a hot mess and she was going to bring it all down on him. My hell. She muttered fuck again and started the car.
A deep breath to calm her nerves she pulled out of the garage.
She knew he would text her in a moment. Worried cause she just made some lame excuse about not feeling well and logged off.
Well fuck, why hang around to hear more about this person invading her person's life.
He was HER person.
Suddenly she saw the text come on the radio so she allowed it to come through.
'Hey where did you go? You ok?'
She pressed a button the steering wheel and let it go without a reply. Right now she was in turmoil and could not answer.
She knew she was being an over emotional bitch but she needed to vent this out. She did not want to vent at him but she just couldn't get past this. It was selfish she knew, he needed someone in his life to love like she had but my god why couldn't they just try.
It was different, her relationship but not so weird Lots of people were open and happy.
"Fuck it. God no more" she muttered as she drove home.
The next morning she just could not get out of bed so she laid there staring into space. She called in and remained there for hours.
Her phone rang and when she looked over at it she saw it was him. Calling me this time, now that was new. She let it go to voicemail then picked it up to hear what he had to say.
'Hey, you need to come let me in cause its raining out here. Come on now. I know you are home." his soft voice made her shiver and then she sat up.
'HERE?" She croaked and jumped up out of bed. Tugging on a robe she went to the door, pulling it open there he stood staring at her with tired eyes.
"What the hell...." she said but her voice trailed off as he stepped into the house past her and she stared at him.
"You had me worried." he said turning to look at her.
She blushed realizing she looked like hell. Hair a mess, no makeup, a robe on.
His blue eyes were trained on her, she could see he was tired and wary. God she did this to him with her petty bullshit.
One hand ran through her hair and she sighed, "I am sorry. I was not handling anything very well. And you drove all those hours to get here?"
"Yeah and I would do it again to make sure you are ok." he stepped closer looking down at her.
"I know you are scared but I am here to show you that there is nothing to worry about. I am not going anywhere." He tugged her into a hug and her arms went around his middle, her eyes pricked with tears and she felt them start to fall.
"I am sorry. You deserve love in your life and I am acting like I own you and....well I am scared." she sniffed then looked up at him.
He shook his head, "Your tears ..don't cry little one please."
She wiped at her eyes with one arm then whispered.
"I don't know what it's like not to have deep emotions, even when I feel nothing I feel it completely"
He pulled her back against him tightly and she could hear his heart hammering in his chest. This was a sound she wanted to listen to forever.
His soft voice cut through her thoughts, "I know you have strong feelings and I am sorry for not telling you how much I love you before this."
She leaned back and stared up at him in awe.
He nodded slowly, smiling gently, "I love you and I need to just deal with it. The thought of you not being in my life.....god no...I can't. Just can't."
His lips touched hers and soon they were lost in their first kiss.
