GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa. {Bosa Brothers series.}

#ONE HUNDRED TWENTY ONE.

One week later.

After what had happened I seen a different side of Nick from the one I was living with in California.

He was soft in every way and spoke to me with utterly deep kindness and care. Everyday he would call me when he got home from practice and it was the only thing I looked forward towards in my days filled with sorrow now.

His voice soothes me in an unexplainable way and it made me feel better. And he always took his time with listening and responding to me. Showing me the love and attention I so desperately needed.

In a way, it was almost better being apart, but I missed him so much. Every time we would say goodbye, my heart would break a little.

I wasn't sure when I'd be back in California. Mark broke his leg in the accident and I was helping him in his recovery, I couldn't leave him alone in this state.

A part of me didn't want to go back. Not because I didn't want to be with Nick, but because the California house wasn't my home anymore. My body was rejecting that place as soon as I stepped foot in it and just thinking about being back there in the emotional state I was in made my stomach ache.

"I have a game in 4 days." Nick says carefully, through the phone. "Do you think you can come home for it?"

I let out a drawn out tired sigh. "I don't think so, Nick. There is just too much to take care of here."

"I miss you, Lili." His voice shakes. "I'm worried about you there all by yourself."

But what he didn't realize is that I felt more alone there in California. I just couldn't tell him that.

"I'm okay, I'm doing better." I lie to him. My heart and soul were crushed from losing Dale.

"You have just been through a lot and I really want to be there for you." He says.

"You are here for me."

"I want to hold you." He replies, his voice sounded sad.

"You will soon." I try putting his mind at ease, but it was hard, because I was struggling emotionally myself and I wasn't sure when I'd be ready to return.

"How long do you plan on staying in Florida?" He then, asks. I could tell he had reservations about asking that question.

"I want to make sure Mark is healed."

"—But that could take up to a year, Liliana." His voice unsoftened this time. I knew he was frustrated.

"I know, but he needs me right now."

He pauses for a long while and I hear him sniffle through the phone. "Can you please, just come home after the game? Only for a couple days and then I'll fly you back?"

My eyes start to sting. It was hard not to be selfish in this moment, but I knew that Nick needed me too.

"Yes, I can do that." I quietly, tell him. "Only for a couple days." I look down at the ring on my finger and twist it around nervously.

"Yes?" He breaths.

"Yes."

4 days later.