Primrose's POV
I woke up and saw Onyx holding me.
Thank god that was all just a dream.
I sat up. I saw we weren't in our room. I looked at my hand. My ring was gone.
What did I do?!
I noticed his eyes were red and puffy. I started shaking him.
"Nyx?! What did I do?!"
"You left. You gave me back your ring."
"What?! I-I did?!"
I started going through his pockets. I found a box. I opened it. I saw my ring. I put it back on.
"Onyx I-I'm so sorry! L-let's go home!"
I ran downstairs. I found my dad.
"What did I do?!"
"You broke down. You left him."
"H-he wasn't lying?!"
"No. I wasn't."
I looked in the mirror. I saw Onyx standing behind me. I ran into his arms.
"I'm so fucking sorry! I-I blacked out! I-I don't remember acting like that!"
I started looking at his wrists.
"Did you cut?!"
"No. I knew you'd get mad at me even more."
I started hugging him tightly.
"Take me home!"
"Promise you'll stay?"
"I-I fucking promise!"
That night, he held me tighter than he has before. I burrowed my face into his bare chest.
"I am so sorry! I-I was just so upset!"
He started rubbing my back.
"Shhh. It's alright. I'm not mad at you."
"I almost lost you!"
"Baby stop. You have to sleep."
"I love you! I love you! I love you!"
"Shhhh. I love you too. Love relax."
He kept rubbing my back.
"It's okay."
I started crying.
"Baby, baby breathe."
I sat up.
"I hurt you."
"Primrose please stop. Close your eyes. Focus on breathing. It's okay."
I listened to him. I shut my eyes. I focused on trying to relax. He started playing with my hair.
Why did I do this?
I had a hard time sleeping. I just laid there. I watched Onyx sleep. I put a hand on his cheek. I started rubbing it with my thumb.
I'm so dumb.
He put a hand on mine.
"Why are you awake?"
"My mind won't shut up."
He opened his eyes.
"You need to sleep."
"B-but I broke up with you!"
"You didn't say the words. All you did was, say you'd be gone the next day. You gave me back your ring. You left our house. That's all you did."
"B-but I said, I left you."
"True. But, I don't see it as that. I didn't hear any words that said we were done. I'd know if I did."
"But...I could've said it in a different way."
"Baby...I know what I heard. You were hurt. I saw it all over your face."
He kissed my forehead.
"S-so we're gonna be okay?"
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The Boy With A Child
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