"I fucking hate you."
His pov :
I never meant it when I said it. It was only ever said in a fit of rage. My baby knows I love her to death. I was harsher this time, especially with my use of the unnecessary cussing. And this time when I said it, her breath hitched, her eyes sank and she loosened up. My rage suddenly faded and I felt horrible.
"Baby I'm so-" she cut me off before I could finish my apology. With tears streaming down her face she let out an unsteady "Don't worry" with her best forced smile. My heart sank, what had I done? All of this because I was fucking jealous? God, Ray, you're a goddamn idiot.
Her pov :
We had always bickered, exchanges of names here and there, it was fine. But this time when I told him a boy from my class had offered tutoring and I accepted, I saw his eyes darken.
Usually in these instances, I decline the offers. Ray usually tutors me, but he was busy today with work and I really didn't want to bother him. I said yes, and tutoring was pretty normal until it wasn't. He started getting touchy, and his words were so.. personal. I told Ray immediately when I got home. I could tell he was mad, he wasn't speaking, then suddenly "This is why I told you to say no." he said sternly. "I know, and I'm sorry! I just knew you were busy!" we bickered on for the next 5 minutes and I watched as he got angrier and angrier at every excuse I gave.
After he practically screamed to the world how he "fucking hates me" I couldn't help but feel my heart drop to my stomach. I had never seen him this angry before, it was scary. It hurt.
I immediately felt my eyes water, I could tell he felt bad, but I deserved it. I gave him the best smile I could while feeling like my world just crashed. "I love you, I think im gonna shower" I muttered. Barely finding a deep enough breath, my hands tingling. I closed the bathroom door and sighed, gasping for air, I felt like I was collapsing. I made sure to face the shower towards the inside curtain so it would be loud enough to mask my cries.
His pov :
As soon as she shut the bathroom door I could tell she was crying. I wasn't sure how to make it better, she wasn't mad at me, she was hurt. She still said I love you. I knew she'd be in there for a good while letting everything out, so I ran to the flower shop to arrange a bouquet for her.
All of her favorite flowers were added, a note, and the best wrapping paper they had. Then, I stopped at target to get her a stuffed animal. I made it in time before she got out, I knew she wouldn't want to see me immediately so I gathered everything nicely on the countertop and went back to work. I heard the shower water stop and my body tensed, I didn't know what would happen but I really was so sorry.
Her pov :
I showered for as long as possible, using the water on the hottest setting I could tolerate. I felt dirty, unwanted, I needed to be clean of the feeling. For more than half of it I spent crying as I washed myself, scrubbing my skin raw in a panic. The last bit of time I let the water fall on me completely still, I felt empty, like it was pointless to do all of this. God, I was so tired. I dried myself off and wiped down my mirror, looking at my puffy face and runny nose. I cleaned up a little so it was less noticeable, but with that amount of crying I doubted anyone wouldn't notice. I opened the door with a cool breeze hitting the parts of my body that were exposed. My hair raised and goosebumps covered me. I was about to go to the room, but I saw something on the counter. It was flowers and a stuffed animal I had been raving about for days.
I picked up the flowers, all my favorites, and saw the note sticking out. It read "My babydoll, I love you more than anything and I hope you know my words of anger are just anger. Never truth." signed "To: My pretty lil thing, From: Ray". My heart was now beating one hundred miles per minute, I know he loves me. I would always forgive him, my Ray.
