I jolted awake at the sound of my phone buzzing, I rubbed my eyes trying to clear my vision and leaned over the bed to pick the phone up.
Josh's name popping up on the screen. My heart jumped and I quickly answered the call.
"Hello?" My voice was hoarse and wavering.
"Where are you?" He said in return.
"I'm just at a hotel." Was he angry with me? Where was I supposed to go?
I heard a sigh on the other end of the end.
"Which hotel?""Holiday inn." I didn't know what he wanted but I didn't have the energy to ask questions.
"I'm on my way." And with that he hung up.
What? He was on his way to see me? Why? Did he want to officially break it off?
So many questions were running through my mind and my brain couldn't keep up. I was so tired and my eyes felt sore, I knew they were puffy and probably blood shot.
I sat on my bed contemplating calling him back to ask more questions when he texted me.
"I'm outside, come out."
My heart started racing, was he going to hurt me? Why was he here? What did he want?
I tried to slow my breathing and slipped my shoes on, walking out into the cool air. I spotted his car down in the parking lot and made my way down the stairs. My breathing quickened as I approached his car.
He stepped out and just stood there. Staring at me. And I had to force my legs not to turn and start sprinting.
He sighed looking down at his feet and before returning his gaze to me.
"He was not good." He echoed my words back to me. "What did you mean?"I'd thought for a moment, I didn't want to say to much because I was ashamed. Ashamed that I had let that happen to me. Ashamed of everything.
"He...hurt me." I looked down at my shoes, studying them.
"Hurt you. Hurt you.. how?" His brows furrowed and his jaw clenched. He was mad at me, he was going to hurt me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked softly, changing the subject.
"I'm here to get you. Where is your stuff?" He asked.
What?
I'd expected anything but that. My voice betrayed the shock I felt when I asked
"What?""Your bags, where are they?" He asked, his voice was gentle and it only confused me more.
My voice wasn't seeming to work so I settled for just pointing up at my room.
He nodded, locking his car and walking up the stairs to my room. I stood for a moment starting at where he had just stood in shock.
He wasn't leaving me. I'd messed up but he still loved me.
I felt my eyes filling with tears, but I wouldn't let them escape. I turned and walked behind him silently. Sliding my key into the door and opening it for him to enter.
He walked in, glancing around the room for a moment before he walked over to my bags and pick 2 up.
"Are these all?" He asked me.
I nodded, then explained "well, sort of."
He raised a brow and gave me a questioning look.
"Sort of?""Um.. one of them was stolen." I admitted, feeling incredibly embarrassed.
His stared at me, blinking a few times.
"Stolen?"I sighed, I was to tired to try to recall the horrible day I'd just suffered through.
"It's a long story."He placed the bags back down on the ground and approached me. Wrapping his arms around my smaller frame. I tensed for a moment before leaning into him, inhaling his sent and enjoying the embrace.
I didn't even notice when the tears started falling, or maybe I just didn't care. I wrapped my arms around his torso and held on tight. I didn't want him to leave me, so I'd just never let go.
he guided me to the bed. Sitting himself down before pulling me onto his lap straddling his hips. His hand came up to stroke my hair and my head rested against his chest.
I'd never been comforted like this, I was so warm, and so tired. I nearly dozed off until he spoke.
"I'm so sorry, baby." His voice sounded small. Vulnerable. "I know I over reacted, and I'm so sorry. I should have talked to you, or done anything but what I did. I'm sorry."
I cried harder at that, squeezing him closer. His large hand stroked my back as he rocked me back and fourth on his lap.
"I missed you" I whispered. trying to get my breathing steady.
"You're far to good for me vida. I know I hurt you and I will never forgive myself for it. As soon as I got to the studio I felt terrible. And when I got back you really were gone. I went to your work and Vicky told me you had a rough day."
I nodded. I really, really didn't want to talk about work right now. But part of me wanted him to protect me. I just wanted to feel safe.
"I was frustrated with myself, and I held what my ex's did against you and that was so low and terrible of me."
I lifted my head to look at him, finding his face to see that he had tears staining his cheeks. I'd never seen Josh show vulnerability let alone cry. My heart ached at the sight and I brought my hands up to wipe his tears.
He closed his eyes, leaning into the touch.
"I'm so sorry Josh, I should've told you before I was just.... Embarrassed I guess."
His eyes opened. "Embarrassed?"
I nodded, looking anywhere but his eyes. Feeling suddenly shy.
"It's humiliating that I was married to someone who didn't love me for so long. I don't even think he liked me." I let out a humorless chuckle.His eyes searched my face for a moment.
"How long we're you with him?""3 years.....6 months..and 3 days"
I got quieter as I spoke. I really was pathetic huh?Josh's eyes looked concerned.
"You say he.. hurt you." He breathed deeply, his eyes meeting mine.
"What did he do to you?"His voice was so gentle, but their was a hint of desperation to it.
I stared at his face for a moment. I didn't know what to say. I knew I should just tell him the truth but would he look at me differently? Would he think I was as pathetic as I do?
I rested my head on his shoulder, speaking into the crook of his neck.
"He hit me. I just couldn't take it anymore."
My voice was so quiet but I knew he heard me.I felt his body tense for a moment and we sat in silence. I just wanted him to keep holding me, and he did.
His arms tightened around me and his face went onto my shoulder. We stayed there for a moment and my eyes began to close. The exhaustion from the previous day catching up to me all at once and as I fell asleep I heard Josh whisper to me,
"I'm never going to let someone hurt you again baby. I'll take care of everything. I promise."
But my brain barley registered it. Almost instantly falling asleep in the comfort of Josh's
Arms.
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