Still... (GirlxGirl)

Chapter Three. Taylor.

March 12th. 8:53 am

I was early, purposely. And being on time really wasn't a strong suit of mine. Well- let me not sugarcoat anything. I was never on time. But for her- today I'll do anything.

I never thought I'd have my shot at winning my ex back but God was just placing her right in front of me. I'd be a fool to let her get away again. She was my soulmate- I had no doubts about it.

She walked in, in a red jumper that hugged her small but very noticeable curves. I couldn't help but bite my lip- because there was carnal feeling deep in my stomach like I needed to satisfy an unquenchable hunger.

She spotted me at the booth, nodded and smiled.
I melted instantaneously. The sun rose and set in her smile- no that wasn't enough. Skylar was the sun for me. She couldn't be compared to anything less. She was personal sun. She was radiant and no matter where I was I could feel her warmth.

She had no idea how beautiful she is.

"Wassup Taylor"

"Hi beautiful."

"How are you feeling this morning"

"Lucky. Thank you for asking. How are you?"

"May I ask why? And I'm good"

"Because I finally have you in my presence"

"For work- only"

"You really don't love me anymore?"

"Damn Taylor! Do you want my help or not?"

"Answer me"

"That's not what's important. Your case is"

"My case ain't going nowhere. Answer me"

"No-"

"Skylar. I love you. I want to be with you. "

"Oh my god Taylor! You're my fucking client. Nothing more! This is going to be a strictly professional relationship. If you wanted to be with me you would've tried years ago-"

"You broke me heart when you-"

"Your heart?"

Her voice was just above a whisper but I could feel the hurt in it. I said nothing

"Your heart didn't get taken out your chest and fucking stomped on. You didn't ever come back- you never even tried. That hurt more. You didn't fight. Just bought me a fucking dog. I could care less about your fucking heart and now I'm leaving- and I'm very tempted to leave you with a shitty ass attorney but I don't want you to go to jail on a bullshit charge just because you were a shitty ass girlfriend. Meet me at my office later on. Text before you come."

I don't know if I was appalled, hurt, shocked or happy.

What she said hurt me but I could tell she was still hurting too and if she was still hurting that meant she still cared and if she still cared that meant she still loved and if she still loved me that meant I could win get back.

I know my justification might be a little off but- I meant it. And I needed her back in my life. I knew better than to hurt her again.