My Love In The Wrong Hands

Chapter 39

Lyric POV

Leave me alone please " I said as Jordan tried to wrap his arms around me while we laid in the bed.

"Really lyric ?" He sighed

"Yes really ." I said looking back at him. He just looked at me for a second before getting up. I turned around to watch his every movement. He picked his pants up of the chair that sat in the corner and started to put them on .

"Where you going ?"

"Why you care ? You wanted me to leave you alone. Matter of fact that's been your thing lately. Pushing me away. So I'm finally going to give you what you want ."

I sat up "What's that suppose to me ?"
He ignored me and continued to get dress. I got out the bed and walked over to him. I took the shirt out his hand before he could put it on . "Answer my question."

"Man give me my shirt."

"Answer my question then."

"What you want me to say Lyric ? "

"That you'll stay. "

"For what ? Apparently you don't need me. Whatever it is that your going through you obviously have under control in your head. "

"Don't do that ." I said shaking my head. I threw his shirt at him "Just leave."

" No, do what ? Be honest with you. You haven't been yourself in a while Lyric and you know it. I thought after you got your speech back that you would make progress. I knew it would be hard for you but I had faith in you that you would be willing to try. That I would have my spoiled, slightly mean, smart mouth, loving , and hardworking girlfriend back. "

"I'm sorry if I'm not what you want me to be at this moment Jordan but I almost died and its just hitting me. And as much as I try to be happy I can't. I'm struggling."

"And that's why I'm here. To help you but what good will I be to you if you keep shutting me and everyone else that loves you out. You don't even talk to me. Just let me know what's going on."

" Its hard ." I screamed feeling my emotions get the best of me.

"It shouldn't be that hard and you want to know why ?" He yelled

"Why ? " I asked

"I love you Lyric! How many times do I have to tell you that." he yelled at me.

"How am I suppose to know your telling me the truth? How do I know you won't hurt me?" I cried.

"Man I can't take this no more. I'm tired, physically and emotionally" he said as he walked towards the front door to leave.

"I'M SORRY! Please don't go! I'm trying. I promise I am, it's just hard" I yelled crying even harder.

He stop in his tracks and turned around to look me in my eyes. He then kissed me on my forehead. "Call me when you got it all together and figured out. Because this" he pointed from me to him " Isn't healthy" He then turned back around continuing his walk out the house closing the door behind him.