Perspectives

Idiot

Telma & Dane

Telma bit her lip to try n keep away from crying

"why do you keep lying to me?" she cried out.

Dane ran his hand through his dirty hair out of habit

"don't try n say you're trying to protect me or save me from the truth" she pointed a finger at his chest.

Even if she was yelling at him he couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful her hair was or how plump her lips were. He really liked how her lips curved into a smile when he'd tell her an old story about himself and she'd think he was an idiot.

He loved it when she called him an idiot and looked the other way, because it was her way of telling him she loved him and cared for him. She had special ways of showing him she loved him, like when she thinks he's asleep she'll whisper it in his ear and kiss his head and wrap herself around his naked body and fall asleep, but he was always awake.

"but I really am" he whispered "I didn't want to hurt you"

"and you lying to me in no way hurts me?" she threw the words at him.

"I thought this would be easier" he admitted

"the fuck it is Dane" Telma let her arms fall down

"I -"

"I fucking love you Dane" she stared at him with steel blue eyes and glossy lips "and it hurts me so much that even the thought of us not being able to be together crosses my mind"

It was then she started crying

He took her into his arms and she didn't resist. He didn't want to lose her, she was his home, everything he had he shared with her, and that was his heart.

"I've really fucked up" Telma just continued crying into his warm chest "I know" Dane added to his statement.

She didn't call him an idiot when she walked out.

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