Have you ever hated someone so much, that you question what made you fall in love with them in the beginning. Dominic was everything that a woman could want; he was a lady man. He always told you what you wanted to hear. He made you feel like you were the moon and the stars all in one. He percieved himself as the man that would protect you from hell fire and made sure that you didn't getting burned.
"He gave you that type of love, that you felt would never leave you.", Then she began to laugh." But you know that all turned out to be bullshit. Love that four letter word that people use so loosely and then they turn around and show you the exact oppisite. For you to wake up one day and learn about all the deciet and lies. To fall to your knees and cry because you dont know what you did wrong, for him to just throw you to the side. To lay in bed and and taste the salt from your tears everyday. Smiling in every one face, when in the inside your truly dying." She sniffled and dabbed her eyes with a tissue.
"To fall to your knees and expect the man to grab you before you do, but he's the one who caused you to fall in the first place. I dealt with Dominic's shit for a long time. He fucked me up I doubt myself with everything and the moment when I think that I can actually gather the strength to stand up. He pulls the carpet from under my feet causing me to tumble down." She began to cry silently.
I didn't know what to say. All I could do was look at her and pity her. On the outside you wouldn't even notice that she was slowly breaking on the inside. She made it seem as if though everything was okay, but she was just broken. Broken afraid to love, put her self out there because of him. I barley know this woman, but I can tell that she just needs someone there for her to hold her, to care for her, and show her what love truly is.
I did only thing I knew how to do which was hold her as she silently cried in my arms.
***Taylor's P.O.V.****
Here I am crying in Ahamd arms, who whould have thought this shit would happen. Im never the type of person to show how I really feel or break down, to me that shit is just a weakness. Its just Ahmad has some wierd affect over me that I can't explain. Its like I feel comfortable enough to show him the real me; the broken me, but at the same time all I want to do is run. I want to run far away from him because I am afraid of the reaction that I will recieve if he knows the real me.
I look up at him and you could see the empathy in his eyes. Its like he's been in my shoes as if he has experienced heart break before. I brought back to my reality when I felt him securly hold me in his arms. That just made want to release all the sadness and anger that I had at that moment. To know that this complete stranger, helped me release something that others could never do.
"Im sorry, I didn't mean to mess up your jacket or your day with all of my craziness.", He looked at me and grasped my hand in his. The warmth from his hands made heart skip a beat for that mere second.
"It's okay, I know what its like to need to let all of your emotions out trust me. Its never good thing to keep them bottles up", he said looking at me in my eyes. It was if he knew that was exactly what I've been doing my whole life.
"But sinced you've mentioned my jacket, you can get this dryed clean. Fucking up people's shit", He said what a slight smirk on his face. I couldn't help, but laugh I swear he's an asshole, but somehow deep inside has a good heart.
"Great way to kill the moment, but I'll get your jacket dryed cleaned", looking over at the clock I knew that our little bonding moment was over and we had to return back to work. It was as if he read my mind , because before I knew it he was starting the car up and we were on our way to work.
Getting out of his car we both walked into the building and sat our desks. Silence fell upon us, but it was a comfortable silence. I would look up towards his desk and he would smile at me. Like he was reassuring me that everything would be okay.
