Clean mess | Gal Gadot

Chapter 4: Miracles do happen

Gal's pov:

When I first saw Victoria in the café, it was surely not my intention to fall in love.

But I did.

I tried to stop it, because it didn't seem right. I've never loved a woman. It was just something about that woman that pulled me towards her. She seemed so perfect, but somehow I knew she wasn't. I knew everybody thought so and that it bothered her. I never saw the girl before, but gosh! I felt so close to her.

I could tell she was tired by her gorgeous, hazel eyes. She was tired of being perfect. And I was right. It was such a shock for me when I saw her coming into my office for therapy session. It was my second day after Rose went away. I read Rose's notes about Victoria. She seemed to be getting better after trying to commit a suicide. During our session, she told me it's all lies. She tried to kill herself the day of our session. She's a mess. I feel kinda good knowing she trusts me and feels safe around me. That's sweet. She's sweet.

Since the beginning, I was wondering what I was gonna do after. I couldn't let her go just like that. She was drunk and capable of doing many, many things such as committing a suicide. She'd probably try to do it if I let her go. Second thing - I couldn't let her drive a damn car.

Jeez. Normally I'd just call for some help or I don't fucking know, but I didn't. I took her to my house. I don't regret it though.

"Jesus girl, how much did you drink!" I say when I notice Vic laying on the ground, curled up in a ball

She looks cute. Dead, but cute.

I try helping her to get up, but she isn't even trying. I have no clue what am I suppose to do with her now. We're literally outside my house. All I have to do is to get her inside. I decide to just pick her up bridal style and carry her.

I manage somehow to open the door with Victoria in my arms. She isn't heavy at all. She's like a leather, so it's easy.

I put the keys on the nearest cabinet and go to the guest room. I put Victoria on the bed and cover her with duvet.

I'm about to leave the room, but I turn around to stare at her. It's so quiet I can hear how she softly inhales and exhales. She looks so peaceful.

I head to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of red wine. I feel the wave of negative energy, stress drifting off of my body and mind.

Am I doing the right thing? Could this be true? Could we actually be a together? It's obvious she likes me and I like her too.

I'm too tired for this now. Let's just go to sleep, get some rest. I'll think about it when the right time comes.

I head to my room and drift off to sleep after taking a hot shower.

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It's currently 11am. I kinda overslept today. Right now I'm in the kitchen, preparing myself a breakfast.

I'm wondering if Victoria's still asleep. She must've been really exhausted after yesterday though. She found out about this whole deal, got heavily drunk, almost killer herself. Damn.

If I were her, I'd probably didn't want to come back to my home either. I get it she doesn't wanna see her boyfriend. She just wants to survive this day, go to this stupid party and break up with him.

I'm really sorry for her. I know how it is to be betrayed by a man.

When I was in college, my boyfriend and I started a business together. He dropped out out of college, but was pretty intelligent and knew how to do it all. I knew too. We were both heads of the show. We were both needed.