The One that Got Away.

Crossroads

Nash's POV:

That sumbitch had a way with words; he held a power over her that was undeniable.

As he spoke to her I could see a glimmer of hope in her eyes, everything about him drew her in. Just her response of the thought that she might have hurt him was appalling to me. I couldn't watch any longer; the sight was a mental mind fuck as well as the suffocating air that surrounded me. I need to get out of here!

On my way back to my apartment, I couldn't help but replay her actions. Smashing my hand against my steering wheel, the pain in my chest was unbearable.

I ran. I was weak. I couldn't stand the thought of watching her walk away from me like I knew she would. How is it you go to bed with the love of your life only to be woken up to it falling apart? My momma always told me boy if you love something set free, if it comes back it's yours, if it doesn't then it wasn't yours. That's exactly what I am gonna do.

Slamming shut the door to my apartment; I pressed my back to the door and slid down crumbling to the floor. Tears swelled in my eyes as they began to flow; removing my hat I placed it on my knee. I lowered my head in between my legs and started rubbing my hand along my neck. Fuck, she is going to be the death of me. I couldn't help but to laugh as my momma's voice rang through my head. It takes a real man to show weakness sweetie. Damn, I missed my momma.

I jumped in surprise as a warm hand rested on my shoulder.

Looking up at the culprit that had laid their hands on me, I was met with Crystal's questioning eyes. "Nash?"

Shit. I jumped up and almost collided with her by my unexpected movement. I straightened out my clothes, replacing my hat back to its original spot. I pulled myself together as much as I could and said. "Hey."

"Hey yourself." She said as she placed her hands along her hips.

I shrugged. "What?"

Shaking her head "Nothing, why are you here?"

"What the hell do you mean why are you here? Last time I checked this was still my apartment." I snapped.

She scoffed, "Since when?"

"Since, I'm the one still paying the fucking bills. That's when."

She looked a little taken aback by my comment, but recoiled fast. "Boy you better check you're damn self-fast. Don't be snappy; it's not a good look for you. You know what the hell I mean, why are you here?" she asked and pointed around the apartment "And not a Bella's? Better yet why you not sleep?"

I swallowed the vomit that was threating my life. "Long story."

She smirked. "Since you woke me up, seems I got plenty of time. So, what the hell you talking about Willis? I know something is up so spill."

The emotion from them two set me off again and I slammed my fist through the door. Composing myself, I rubbed my neck with one hand and the other pinched the bridge of my nose. I turned back to Crystal, trying to hide the anger that I had just displayed. "That bastard took it upon himself to show up a two o'clock dis morning. I ain't gonna watch that bullshit they got going on over there! They might as well been eye fucking each other. I ain't fucking stupid."

She looked as if she had been slapped. "What!" She scrambled around the living room filtering through shit as she pulled on a jacket, and hopped back down the hall with tennis shoes on.

Furrowing my brow at her actions I asked. "What the hell you doing?"

She sighed harshly. "What the hell does it look like? Firstly you're a dumbass leaving those two alone. Second we are going over there NOW!"