J A Z M I N E
I watched as the pouring water from the faucet continued to rid my recently washed dish of suds while my mind travelled back to her with a sense of concern, which was fueled by the emotions her eyes emitted seconds before she had left me to have dinner alone.
I had contemplated going after her but decided against it knowing she probably needed time alone, yet I still felt like I was supposed to be there as her lack of presence continued to ring out in the space I was in.
I turned off the pouring water prior to placing the plate away in its designated spot in the dish drainer as my worry for her increased.
It was heartbreaking to see the weight her trauma had released each and every time she fell into a sudden change of emotion, and it was even more heartbreaking to know I couldn't offer her prevention to the pain that united her soul with tainted effects.
I flicked the switch on the wall leaving the light situated above me to disappear before making my way to the bedroom in hopes I could spark a conversation that would bring her ease.
I entered the bedroom leaving my ears to be greeted by the sound of pouring water that left me to realise she was still in the shower, and I immediately closed the door behind me with the intention of going to her.
I removed my shirt from my vessel as I began moving toward the bathroom and with each step the sound of the water grew in intensity.
I pulled the bathroom door open allowing my eyes to greet the blurry image of her silhouette that the glass and steam had created.
"Britt," I called out and her lack of response left me to wonder if I was being ignored or was just not heard.
A small sigh left me as I closed the door before resuming the action of ridding myself of the clothes I was currently dressed in.
I slid the glass door to the side earning her gaze for a split second, and the small action only left me to notice the puffiness of her eyes which in return had clued me into the fact that she had been crying.
"Are you okay?" I asked with a small frown embracing my face as I closed the shower door, but my question received nothing but silence and I allowed it, deciding to offer her non-verbal comfort instead.
I took the final steps towards her vessel before holding her from behind with the intention of transferring my words into actions.
My head tilted forward as I placed a small kiss against her shoulder in a wordless confession of "I'm here".
The energy of what she felt swarmed the space around her as the sound of the shower continued in the background behind the noise of her emotions.
Tick Tock
"Wanna talk about it?" I asked once more in a soft tone, hating the tension that resided in her body.
Silence
Unspoken words continued to float in the air, and before I knew it the sound of crying had joined the echoing of the water beating against the shower floor.
"Baby," I called out in a calming tone as I turned her in my arms, and she immediately moved into my embrace resting her head in the crook of my neck.
My hand moved to the shower handle turning off the water as I allowed her to release her emotions onto me.
The seconds rolled by before silence echoed once more and I wasn't really sure what to say or do but hold her, but it seemed to be enough as arms secured themselves around me. I wish I could bottle up her pain and place it next to—
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Riptide /GxG/(Completed)
RomantikAfter leaving an abusive and mentally draining relationship Brittany decides to dedicate her life to her and her daughter Aria, but what she didn't expect was to meet Jazmine Johnson a self-made billionaire who has spent her life rebuilding her comm...