Ch.50 - Damaged Goods

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(Devyn)

Xander hasn't been doing that great.

It's like the man I love has fallen apart and it's a struggle gluing back together.

He's grown vulnerable and tired, exhausted all in one.

I walked back to the bedroom and there he would be, laying in bed.

Either asleep or crying.

"Xander?"

"Hm?"

He looked at me holding his pillow tight, "Why won't it stop?"

I climbed in the bed with him laying beside him, "I'm sorry, Baby."

He let go of his pillow and I climbed in his arms letting him hold me.

"Xander, I love you with my entire heart and soul," I break.

I swallowed hard, "I know this hurts but I need you back. Your mother would kill me if she knew you were doubting yourself. Beating yourself up over her death."

He sat up looking at me, his emerald eyes were sad and faded.

"I need my fiancé back. I need my person back. The love of my life, the father of our baby boy."

He looked at me with pain in his eyes and I caressed my thumb against his cheek.

"I'm sorry, Dev. I truly am. I hate this feeling and I don't mean to do this to you. Or Eli. It hurts so damn much. I know it's not going to bring her back."

I nodded wiping my cheeks and he grabbed my hands kissing my rings.

"Let's go out and do something. Ease your mind a little. I want to see you smile and relax.

"Like what?"

"Go shower. Then we'll discuss where."

(Xander)

I felt like shit for several days now.

Watching my mother go was hard. Letting my own little family down hurts.

I need to get my mind back in the right head space.

Fuck...

Devyn walked out of the room as I climbed out of bed from my depressive comfort spot.

I grabbed clothes for the day deciding on dark gray joggers and a black T-shirt.

As I prepare for my shower, the water was hot which felt nice. I stepped in under the water letting the water burn my skin.

Devyn walked in and I watched her figure through the fogged glass door.

"I laid a towel on the counter for you."

"Thank you," I say softly.

I opened the door and she looked at me confused, "Baby?"

"Yes?"

She walked up to me and I didn't know what to think next. So I grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head.

After she was undressed, she stepped in the shower with me and she wrapped her small arms around my large build.

....

The morning rolled by and we tried to make something of today. Especially me.

Devyn sat across from me in the booth of the diner.

"You two okay?"

Jenna sets my plate in front of me while placing Dev's in front of her.

"We're fine. Just dealing," Devyn says.

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