The Desires of Love

Chapter 1

  I hold oto him for dear life , crying so much that  body is shaking and my tears and my deep sobs are his shoulder, my tears rolling his bare arms, yes earlier he wore a blue tshirt , but since we have been upstairs, he now has on a brown wife beater. I see his muscles and his sexy tattoos, he holds onto my back tightly and doesn't even flinch as I wail in his ear. I never in million years would I have pictured this, the bad boy taking of me as I break into pieces, I can't ever imagine my life without him. I am crying  his tribal tattoo on his shoulder.  These unexpected arms take the hurt and pain away instantly and he is my hero that won't let go of me.  Please don't ever let go of me. I hear "Keep Holding On' by Avril Lavigne is playing on my internal playlist, as he pulls me tighter, stroking my hair and rocking me gently telling me it will be alright because he's here for me.

  He clears his throat and begins speaking , I hear the hoarseness in his voice, aww, he's been crying right along with me. I hug him tighter still to try to console him, although I am jittery from my hurt right now, but I can't stand my man to be broken because of me.

He talks quietly , so I can't see his pain,"Please don't cry, I'm here for you, forever and always. Just be fine, are you okay? "

  Honestly, I not, but I don't need him crying again tocomfort comfort me, so I lie and telling it shatters my already broken spirit.

I nod and my voice is heard through the sobs that rack my body, "I'm sorry, Alex,  I'm okay. "

 

"Sweetheart, you told a story and no you're not."

      He pulls me back, long enough to swoop   down to grab both of my legs to pick and with his other hand he cradles my hand and picks me up bridal style and I feel him head to bed.  He lays me down with gentleness, on the side where he usually sleeps on and covers me up. He lays right next to me and wraps his arms around me and pulls to him, my sobs are shaking through my body. 

"Come here, angel,"pulling me on his chest and I go without hesitation and his rubs back , lulled me to sleep with his able hands. Right before I drift to sleep, I hear 'You Hold Me Together' by is my pained brain, my head hurts from the emotions that tore from me from a simple phone call.  I pass out on his muscular chest.

     I wake up and stare at him and I am looking at his bright blue eyes, he's wide awake, did he sleep at all?

I ask because im curious,"Alex, did you sleep?"

"No, sweetheart, I watch you sleep to make you were alright.  Do you know you were crying in your sleep?"

   I shake my head and rub my brown eyes and my eyes, they hurt from the tears that I have cried for past hour since I got the call that changed my mood from happy to emotionally broken within a few seconds.  Man, the birthday is becoming horrible.  Alex is doing his best to hold it together because I can't bare to see my man's pain seeing the woman he loves being like this.

He speaks to the top of head, kissing my hair, "lets change your special day, let your fiancee take you eat."

Aww, he's trying to do anything to heal from my own prison that has be thrown at me. I trying dash my tears away, I fail but I manage to nod, I fall back , my cheek resting on his chest. I hit me all at once, can I face a crowd with the inevitable that hangs over my head.  I hear Eli Young Band singing 'Even If It Breaks Your Heart' in my head, I want to let him help me to take me out, but I can't help feeling a little a