Every Thing You Never Had

11: Tell Me The Truth

Life is too short for shitty sex and bad relationships. So go find someone who fucks you right and treats you how you deserve to be treated.

-Anonymous
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I tried to sit up but felt Brax pull me back into his chest.

"Go back to bed baby." The sound of his raspy sleeping voice was sexy. I snuggled back into his check and fell back asleep.

I wake up a few hours later to Brax telling me to get up. I got in the shower and got dressed. We went downstairs and sat at the table. I scroll through my phone while Brax and his dad talk about something in Italian. Over the past few weeks have been amazing. I've gotten to know everyone more and even met a few of his friends. After they finished the conversation we headed out. After a while of driving we pulled up to a restaurant. It looked expensive but I don't expect anything less with him. He holds my hand as he tells the lady his name and she leads us to our seats.

"Why did you bring me here?" A question. Not that I didn't appreciate him taking me out but we never discuss what we are. Are we together? I was just friends? I was confused.

" I can't take you out?" He raises his eyebrow.

"No, you can but why?"

"Why not?"

"What are we? Are we together? What are we doing here?" I bluntly asked. He furrowed his eyebrows at me before taking a deep breath.

"I don't do the whole relationship thing." he said blankly.

"Then what are we?"

"I don't know. Friends." He shrugged.

"Really? Friends? You can't be serious." I scoffed.

"Look. I don't know what you want me to say. I don't know what you thought we were getting into but this is purely a sex thing." The look of regret immediately flashes over his face. I bit my lip and tried to suppress my tears but they overflowed. I don't know why I was so hurt. He never promised me anything. I was just someone who he could fuck.

"Shit, I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean that." He exclaimed. "I really didn't mean that."

"No it's fine," I sniffed. "I understand." I said grabbing my bag and getting up from the table. I walked out of the restaurant and he called out after me.

"I'm sorry, I'm just not used to feeling this way." He said as he caught up to me.

"It's fine. I get it," I said, wiping the tears from my face. "You're not attracted to me. I just wish you could've told me before I got myself attached to you."

"Does it feel like I'm not fucking attracted to you?! If I wasn't attracted to you I wouldn't be here with you. I wouldn't let you stay with me. I don't keep people around. I kept you around because I like being around you." He yelled, causing me to step back. He moved closer to me and I stepped back. He raised an eyebrow before running his hands over his face in frustration.

"I'm not going to hit you," he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me closer to him. "I'm sorry. I'm just not used to these feelings. I like you but I don't think I'm ready to be in a relationship. Maybe we can take it slow and see where this goes?" He says softly, wiping away the tears that stained my face. I nodded before looking up at him. He cups my face and presses a soft kiss on my lips.