Fighting For The Doctors Affection (Manxman)

Fighting For The Doctors Affection: Chapter Thirteen

Hey Jitterbugs, here is the chapter. Im so sorry its so late, and im sorry that its not the best. Im a bit nervous. Anyways I really do hope that you enjoy this. :)

Song of chapter is: Jayde Wilson- Dont walk away

Dedication goes to : loveuasonlymine (thanks for all your comments, and for reading and voting for this story of mine.) :)

Thank you all so much for your support.

Tiggs.

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Vaughn slowly let out a huge breath of air. He knew that he had been doing this for the last few minutes but he couldn't help it. He was nervous and honestly, he wasn't sure what compelled him to tell Athiss that he wasn't going to let the man run away, that he was going to stay here and listen to what he had to say.

Honestly he wasn't sure what he was going to say. Or why the knowledge that Athiss was turning his back on him yet again tore through him like lightening through a tree, like rain through the ground. But it did, It tore through him like nothing else he had ever felt before.

It was as if his heart and soul were telling him this is it. If you let him go now all is lost. And you'll never get him back.

Slowly licking his lips Vaughn gripped Athiss tighter, afraid that if he let the man go even just a bit the man would surely storm out of this room and back down stairs to the people waiting for him. He knew that they were all worried about Athiss, but if he was being honest with himself he didn't want anyone to see Athiss today or ever.

He wanted to take all of Athiss and give Athiss everything as well. Honestly he hated how people stared at his husband. He had always hated it, but he never allowed himself to be jealous. But now, all bets were off.

Because Vaughn knew that people looked at Athiss as if he was a fine piece of meat. A piece of meat that they wanted to touch, to taste, to have and to hold. But this man was his piece of meat. And he'd be damned if some ass came in and try to steal him away from him.

He knew that he had made mistakes in the past. Mistakes that brought them here, to where they were now. And it pained him to know that this was all his fault, all of his doing. Slowly bringing his bottom lip into his mouth and gnawing onto the tender flesh Vaughn whispered: "I'm sorry that I hurt you." So low he wasn't sure that Athiss heard him.

After all the man didn't move, didn't make a sound as to act as if he had heard. But Vaughn could feel these fleeting moments passing them by. As if there time was limited. He knew that this was his chance to speak his mind. And he'd be stupid to say that he wasn't afraid.

He was more than afraid, he was terrified. More terrified than he'd ever been in his whole life. It wasn't as if this was the scariest thing he'd ever done. Hell, marriage was a lot more scary than this. But talking and sharing feelings was never something that he was good at, so of course he would be petrified.

All he knew was that he couldn't, that he wouldn't allow Athiss to walk away from him again. It made his heartache, made it feel as if it was being shattered into a billion different pieces, all being thrown in a billion different directions, and all hoping that by chance they would be the piece that latched onto Athiss, and be that one piece that Athiss accepted with wide open arms.

Arms that said: " love you, I miss you, let's give us another try."

But he knew that something like that happening was for naught. Because he had hurt Athiss more than he had ever hurt anyone. More than Athiss deserved to be hurt. If he could go back in time and change what had happened between them he would in a heartbeat after all hurting the man that he loved over and over again.