Salted Wound - Jamie Dornan and Dakota Johnson

Chapter 10 - Give Yourself A Try

WARNING: the following chapter contains mature and 18+ scenes. If you don't feel comfortable to read it I recommend for you not to.

Song for this chapter: Salted Wound- Sia. (sorry I had to do it xD)

Dakota's P.O.V:

It was six o'clock by the time I got home. My keys land on the kitchen counter while I manage to make myself a cup of tea, something I stopped doing a long time ago. I blame myself for that. Tea makes me so much more calm, it could have helped with these past weeks.
After fleeing away from Jamie I almost didn't had any time to pick up my things from the trailer, my only goal was to get home the faster way achievable, if possible not to see him.
My mission was achieved however my phone rang all the way home and text messages kept arriving at my inbox, all from him. I know that someday I will have to face him, it's not like I can easily run away but for now I can't do that, my feelings are to much broken from our previous conversations where we find the same conclusion over and over again: we can't be together.

I lay comfortable on the couch, not bored to even take my jacket and converse off, lately I've been to much tired to even achieve a simple task. Well that explains why I don't even manage to make a simple cup of tea. You lazy bastard, Dakota.
The channels keep on changing on the screen, I guess nothing good plays on the TV at this hour so I just give up and the remote flies to the empty spot of the couch that my legs haven't taken over, yet.

I take a gulp of my tea while managing to look outside by the window. It's all so beautiful from here, like I could forget all the problems of the world and lay down on the couch all day, peace and love my friend. Suddenly my thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door.

Not even bored to ask who is on the other side I open the door of my apartment while I manage to hold my cup in the other hand.
Sweet grey eyes meet mine and the sound of glass fills the room.
I must be dreaming right now, he is not here.

"Hm- your feet, hm- you soaked your feet Dakota."

My mind starts to awake to the current situation happening right in front of me. Jamie stands in my hallway while a thousand pieces of broken glass lay on the floor. I manage to look at my feet, my converse are soaked in tea and I can start to feel my feet get wet.
I look up at him and my mouth manages to form a O while words stumble.

"Wh-What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you, I thought you weren't even going to open the door but now I'm glad I showed up... Here, let me help you."

All of a sudden Jamie is holding all of the broken pieces of my cup in his hands and a little smile lays on his lips. I manage to break the speel I was into since I laid my eyes on him tonight.

"Thank you, whatever I don't wanna see you... " I pick up the little pieces that lay in his hands one by one until I pick up the last one but with the hurry I was in I give him an unwanted cut in his index finger and immediately blood starts to show up.

"Shit, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I am angry but I didn't I-"

"Shh Dakota" he silences me "It's okay... Hmm do you have band-aids?"

"Hm yeah, hm sure... Come on in."

I rush to the kitchen trying to put the broken pieces into the trash while managing not to bruise myself too. God Dakota, good time to be clumsy.

"It's everything okay?"

My heart jumps just by the sound of his voice. Turning around I found his finger in a deep red, full of blood and panic rushes inside me.