Taste of Love - (Gal Gadot)

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I was awake, but I didn't want to open up my eyes, as I felt too exhausted to even become. It felt as though I slept for the last bit of eternity but that wasn't enough, I had wanted to sleep in order to drown away my problems, but that would only result in my problems drowning me instead. I was ganged up, me against my thoughts, and there was no way in hell I would win this battle, not when I was feeling the weakest I've felt my entire life.

I groaned loudly, covering my face from the very bright light that annoyed me, only to feel a pair wrap themselves around me, I noticed the familiar scented cologne right away, I smiled as I deeply welcomed him into my arms. The little bit of worries that I had, now vanished knowing he was here, he made me feel safe, and that was quite rare.

"God, Sarah. You scared the actual fuck out of me when I saw you laying there lifeless on the ground, I thought I lost you in that second" he exclaimed, the fear still lingering behind his voice. "I'm so glad you're okay."

"Am I, though? What happened to me, Donny? The last thing I remember is being surrounded by people I don't know, and then everything just turned to black."

"Perfect timing, actually. You stopped a proposal." He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "I don't think she would've said yes anyway."

I furrowed my eyes in uncertainty, looking at him as if he were a maniac, I don't know what he was on about, I couldn't remember anything else, my vision stayed blurry, while my memory was nothing more than foggy, it was frustrating, and the headache I had wasn't helping at all.

Just as I was about to rest, and fall into a deep sleep, the thought of my parents was all I could think about, causing me to try and get up from this bed only to moan in pain as I didn't notice the IV on my arm prior.

"Donny, why is this attached to my arm? Why am I here?"

He sighed, rubbing his eyes before looking back at me. "You're severely dehydrated, and underweight. There isn't enough liquids in your system, you haven't been eating much, that your body just gave up last night."

"Fuck" I muttered under my breath. I couldn't say I was surprised, my health had been declining, alongside my mental health. I had been desperately trying to run away from my life, completely disregarding the fact that I was risking my health, this was my consequence, I should've taken better care of myself, but it was quite difficult whilst this depression was all I had, most of the time.

Other times I had Gal, but she wasn't mine. What the fuck was I doing chasing after a woman whom is taken? God, was I sick in the head, other times for myself, but mostly for her. I was sick enough to risk everything, my own life, just to be around her, and that's when I knew, I lost control of my feelings. I was in this too deep, if I back out, I create this heartbreak that I would have to carry for as long as needed, but I didn't want to carry something so heavy with me. I had enough on my plate, but it seemed as though, day by day, more and more was added, I couldn't catch a break.

Shortly after; flashbacks arose, the night flew away but the feelings were a mere shadow following me around no matter where I went. I didn't feel more out of place than when I had been surrounded by the happiest faces I've ever seen, dancing the night away as I sunk deeper and darker into this loathing of mine. Everything had gotten worse right in front of me, I was simply invincible, yet or so I thought, but it was only a matter of time before it would get to me.

I finally broke, I hadn't had good balance in my life for as long as I remember, truthfully, I haven't had balance at all. But I assumed that after meeting Gal, what I did was correct. I focused on myself, on her, and kind of completely forgot about everything else.

My problem was, when I genuinely have feelings for someone, I wear my heart out on my sleeve and forget to prioritize, keeping them first and me second, what was plainly pathetic was me putting a woman first when I wasn't even close to being second to her, it was saddening actually.