Painting Lies•tronnor

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Troyes POV

I stare at the hospital ceiling while Connors soft hand is on my beating chest. He obviously still cares, I think to myself. I do miss his body next to mine. But he slapped me? I am so torn on what to do. I can't just let him back in my life not knowing if he'll do it again. I could play hard to get to see if he'll even try. But his 'boyfriend' showed up at MY house? I don't know if I can trust him. But I miss him. I miss his presence. I stare at his elligiant face. I grasp his hand hoping not to wake him. He's the only one that showed up. "I still love you." I say just barely under a whisper. "I still love you too." He squeaks back. I find myself blushing.

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I wake up to connor entering the room with two waters. He sits down quietly beside my bed. I stare at him wondering what he's thinking. He hands me the cold cheap vending machine water. I never liked things from the vending machine, they could've done anything and you wouldn't of known. We sit there in awkward silence for a bit and I can tell connor wants to say something so I brace myself. "I'm seriously sorry. I never would've hit you I have no idea what I was thinking. I hate myself for doing that. I miss seeing you every morning. I was the problem in the relationship yes, I know. I'll change just to be with you. I'll do anything to earn your trust back. Just please think about it." Connor says sincerely. "I have been thinking" I mumble. His eyes wander from the ground to my face. He stands up and leans in to kiss my for head. I let his soft lips kiss my head bur I wanted to pull away so bad. He exits the room leaving me alone with my thoughts. I look at the stitches in my arm and think of how lucky I am. I could've lost him. I could've lost everything over an argument. He just spent his money to come see if I was okay . I was grateful for him.

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As we sit there watching t.v. he looks at my eyes as I get lost in his mysterious green eyes. He slowly moves his hand closer to mine. I notice how sad his eyes look. I just let it go knowing that things will get better. I see a tear slowly leave his eye and roll down his pink cheek. I look at him with confusion. I lift up my hand and wipe away his tear. I see him smile weakly at me. "I'm sorry" He says with a shaky voice. "I'm will be ok connah " I quietly say back.

"It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog"

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Sorry for this chapter being boring the next one won't be ;).