Fighting For The Doctors Affection (Manxman)

Fighting For The Doctors Affection: Chapter Twelve

Good evening or morning Jitterbugs! Here is the chapter. Im kinda dreading it because to me it does feel like a filler one. But eh, your opinion(S) may be different and thats okay. Honestly it is anyways I hope that you enjoy it and thanks for taking the time to read, vote and comment. You all rock.

Song of Chapter is: Frankie J- Enough Said

Image is of: Athiss House, just imagine a fence around the house Lol.

Dedication goes to: ScarletDays Im not sure if i ever dedicated anything to you. But thanks for read,commenting and voting and heck joining into my rants all the time lol.

Thanks a billion times over,

Tiggs

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Chapter Twelve: Athiss

Athiss slowly brought his bottom lip into his mouth as his fingers slowly and gently ran through his hair. He couldn't believe that he had allowed himself to bask in Vaughn's warmth and tenderness. What made him want to spill everything to the man, that he was hell bent on divorcing.

Nothing at the moment made sense to him. All he wanted to do was run and hide. But he knew that wouldn't fix anything. Slowly letting his lip go Athiss let out a huge puff of air. As he did his hands faltered and his eyes landed on a painting at the far end of the room.

The painting made his heart ache. Why was this painting here, what purpose did that painting serve? It seemed like everything in his life was spiralling out of control, and all that he wanted to do was reach forward and hold Vaughn, to tell the man to never let him go.

But he knew that he couldn't do that, that was the last thing that he would do.

After all, what would Vaughn say, or think if he uttered such ridiculousness? Shaking his head Athiss slowly let his eyes leave the painting of a man and a woman holding each other as if nothing else mattered. As if the rain in the background was nothing but an illusion. It made his heart rate pick up. It made him know that what he wanted, and what he needed was the man that he was running from.

The man that he always seemed to run from and to. It made him hate who he was. Why did he make Vaughn hurt? Why did Vaughn's soft touches make him want to stop the divorce proceedings? Why did Vaughn have to come back into his life now?

Why couldn't he have waited until the divorce was final, or hell when he had moved on? But now that he was here Athiss wasn't sure what he should do, it made him feel so open and vulnerable. And if that wasn't enough already he hadn't seen the man in four days, not since his ever so spectacular break down, and outing of his past.

The rape, and his feelings were as honestly the one things that he never wanted Vaughn to know. He knew that he must seem like an ass for not wanting the love of his life know. But all he wanted was for Vaughn to see him as he always did. But now he knew that was going to change. And he wasn't sure if he was ready or not.

Slowly leaning his head back Athiss counted: "One....two....three...four.." And as he counted he could feel the stress of everything leave him. He knew that it was far past the time for Vaughn to know all of this, but he was scared. What if Vaughn looked at him with sad, sunken eyes? The eyes that said: "I'm sorry that you went through that." The ones that looked at him with pity.