Crazy for you

Stressed

Tom's POV

I stayed up pretty late last night, I was bored and quite upset. I did not like knowing that Ciara was angry at me.

Around noon I left the house and quickly returned with a gift for Ciara. It was not much, just some painting supplies as well as some sort of bracelet-making kit.

Yes I know she is not a child but everything else looked difficult to make and I want to do this with her.. if she lets me.

I unlocked the front door, tripping over my feet as I stepped in. I placed down Ciara's things and closed the door, locking it back up before calling out for my blossom.

"Baby, can you come here?"

She did not respond and I could not hear any noises, the house was dead silent. I walked down the hall and approached her bedroom door, firmly knocking on it three times before calling out for her.

"Ciara are you alright?"

"I got you something.. do you want to see it?" I asked, trying to persuade her. Moments later her door opened.

She was staring down at her feet, arms crossed over her chest as she asked, "Is it food?"

"No but I can make you something?" Ciara nodded, avoiding eye contact as she walked past me.

She stood in front of the dining table, looking down at the plastic bag that was placed on it.

"What's that?" She asked, still not bothering to look at me.

"Some stuff for you." I stood next to Ciara and pulled out what I got, placing it down for her to see.

She stood silently so I did the same. Is she upset? Do I ask if she is okay?

I placed my hand on her lower back, slowly moving it upwards. I rubbed her back silently for a while before finally gaining the courage to speak.

"Are you angry with me?"

She let out a sigh, slowly shaking her head, "I'm just upset."

"Upset about what?" Ciara finally made eye contact with me, she looked very frustrated.

"Can I just be alone please?"

"Darling.." I muttered in a slight warning tone.

"I'm just disappointed okay? You lied and said it was an accident then blamed it on me, why not just be honest in the first place?"

"I was just stressed."

"Well I wouldn't have acted like that with you.. no matter how stressed I was."

Ciara grabbed her things, muttering a 'thank you' as she walked back to her bedroom.

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I made lunch for Ciara and left it outside her door a few hours ago. She has not come out since grabbing her plate and I do not think she wants to talk to me...

But I want to talk to her.

So I got my lazy ass up and walked to my girl's room, making sure to knock before going in. Ciara cannot lock her door from the inside meaning I could have come in here all day.

However, I respected her decision of not wanting to see me.

I admired her from the doorway as she continued fidgeting with something in her hands.

"Do you feel okay?" Her head snapped towards me, hiding the item in her hands with a piece of paper.

"I- Uh yes I'm fine, thank you."

"What do you have there?" I motioned towards her desk.

"It's nothing." She said, muttering other incoherent words before standing up and making her way over to her bed.

"Lay with me?" She asked.

I nod instantly, closing the door behind me I walked over to her bed. Ciara climbed under the sheets and stared at me silently.

I got in bed as well and immediately reached out to grab her arm, pulling her into my chest.

"I did not mean what I said and I am very sorry for acting the way I did."

"It's alright." She muttered.

"No, it is not and I swear I will do better.. for you okay? For us, I promise."

Ciara closed her eyes and hummed in response, clearly too tired to speak.

I smiled and kissed her forehead lightly over and over again, "I love you so much blossom."

She closed her eyes, giving me a tired smile as well as a small nod, showing her appreciation and exhaustion.

One day she will love me.

Ciara's eyes fluttered open and shut as she got more and more tired. I enjoyed having her in my arms more than anything.

I pulled out my phone and checked the time, it is not even eight o'clock and we are both completely exhausted.

I tossed my phone somewhere near the foot of the bed, thankfully it did not fall. I looked around Ciara's room for a bit before wrapping both of my arms around her. I snuggled up against her and quickly fell asleep to the sound of her breathing.

Ciara's POV

Tom held me tight against his chest, slowly moving his hand up and down my back as I drifted to sleep.

I wasn't angry at him, I couldn't be. My heart doesn't allow me to be angry at him for more than a few hours so I got over the situation very quickly.

I mean I did kill a guy but I wasn't upset about it, it was me or him... right?

I stopped thinking about everything, letting my exhaustion consume me.

Just as my eyes were about to shut for the last time I caught a glimpse of Tom's phone, specifically the date.

May 31st

It's his birthday tomorrow...

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