I pulled her in my arms, she placed her head on my chest. All of this is just so dreamy because I never thought I will ever get to feel this in my life ever again. Just her with me, wearing my shirt, laying on my chest, with her face all flushed up.
"You're tired?"
I asked softly caresssing her hair. She is so so beautiful. She looks heavenly. Her beauty makes me question that is she even real? I mean I have never seen anyone like her. Not even close to this. Her finger was tracing patterns on my chest. The way her lips are in a small pout as she listened to my words.
I am ready for a real sassy comment from her.
"I am a human so ofcourse I am tired after all this."
She said rolling her eyes. I chuckled, hearing her sassy reply.
See I told you!
It's hard to believe she's tired by her replies. But then my eyes glazed over her neck and shoulder which was peeking out of the shirt as it's big on her. I smirked seeing the marks. These marks are just making me want to go for another round-- okay no more looking at them for now.
She is tired."Okay, Tigress. But you're not sleepy?"
I said looking down at her as she continued drawing patterns on my chest. She shook her head negatively.
"No. I don't want this night to end yet."
I smiled hearing her words. She doesn't want to sleep Just because she don't want this night to end. Practically it's not really night, it's 2 AM already but let's say it still a night only.
"Hm." I hummed, caresssing her hair. Even I don't want this night to end ever.
After a minute of silence I felt something wet on my chest andI looked down and realised that She's crying. I quickly cupped her face and made her look at me.
"What happened, cupcake? Why are you crying?"
I pulled her closer to me, looking at her confused. Why is she suddenly crying? I just hope she's not regretting all of this. I hope she's not hating herself for forgiving me.. I just hop-
"I missed you so much all those years... It was-- was so hard to fight all alone.. It was so hard..."
My inner conflict quickly washed away as I heard her vulnerable voice. I shut my eyes for a moment to gather myself.
'It was so hard to fight all alone..'
I never knew that a line like this could break my heart all over again. It all must have been so so hard for her. She must have been so devasted by everything. Her being in jail, while being pregnant, after coming out finding out that her dad passed away, the anger, the sadness, the loneliness...
My grip tightened on her as I heard her slow sobs.
"I am sorry baby.."
I couldn't do anything more than whispering these useless words. I could do nothing. Again. I wiped her tears slowly, i don't think she even heard me as she continued sobbing and speaking.
YOU ARE READING
I hate that I loved you.
Romansa"What the heck is this Ibrahim??!" The men looked up at her bored and then lowered his gaze to that envelope. A small smirk formed on his face and he said, "I thought you could read English, Anaisha!" He scoffed and continued his work on the lapt...