FIRST IN #FIRSTTRUELOVE
On the night of parent-teacher conferences, Mr. Jones the father of Wrynn Jones walks through and into the school. Right in Ms. Brennan's classroom, after a quick conversation, they can't seem to keep their hands off of one a...
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His hands gently caressed my head, holding me tightly as I heard his heartbeat raising while I lost myself in the comfort of his chest. I felt as if we were the only two people in the room. I took in his comforting-honey based scent, clenching onto him, fully prepared to never let go of him. My heart yearned for this very moment, to finally feel his skin against mine in a loving embrace. To know that he still cared about me, to know that he hadn't left my life. His big gentle hands made their way down to my back, holding me even tighter than before as if he needed this just as badly as I did.
"Sweetpea, I'm so sorry for everything." He whispered into my ear as I heard his breath shake, his heart continuing to race in his chest as I reached for his hand enveloping it with my own.
"Why'd you do it?"
"Well. Wrynn's mother based giving birth to her, and I didn't know how to go about the anniversary of her death with you.. so I assumed it'd be better if I let you be free. I felt selfish for keeping you while I was thinking of another woman. Dead or alive." He swallowed, as he pulled away from the hug. The moment of the room being filled with only us left, and was replaced with us drowning in the midst of a sea of people exiting the building.
"I'll explain everything, I just can't do it here, not now."
I looked up and realized how hurt he truly looked, he wasn't as fresh as he normally was, honestly he was only half of that. He looked as if the time we spent apart tore him into two. I reluctantly gave him another chance, as much as I wanted to question him here and now.
𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊
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My heart throbbed in my chest, each long endless step following the next. I felt as if my entire world had been ruined, and ended in one swift accident. My body ached in pain as I dragged myself to the Emergency Room my mother and daughter had been brought to after a painfully nasty car accident. As the big sensored glass doors slide open, my vision blurred, dragged myself to the front desk and met the eyes of the nurse in front.
"Hi! How may I help you today?" She asked, with a friendly smile. As if my world hadn't shattered seconds before I had arrived. Working in a death-based facility and still having so much joy deep within oneself. It made me sick to my stomach.
