"It's about my ex wife, Gwyneth....."
I diverted my gaze to the floor.... Shit, shit, SHIT...I was completely gob smacked. I shouldn't have pried, this wasn't any of my business! But we were friends now right? And friends told each other secrets and stuff... he was there for me yesterday and he didn't even know me- Now I have to be there for him.
Curiosity suddenly got the better of me. What had happened? Why had they split up? But I controlled myself and remained calm and quiet, gripping his hand tighter, reassuring him. I had to remain patient for him to tell me.
I lifted my gaze to meet his eyes, which were tearing up again. It was obvious this whole topic was still very raw and the thought of it upset him. A brimming tear fell from his eye and ran down his cheek. I reached out to wipe it away from his gorgeous features. He smiled softly. I could tell that he wanted to tell me, he just needed help.
"What happened Chris?" I asked him softly. He sighed shakily and sipped on his glass of water, his hand trembling. He met my gaze again.
"W-we were married for ten years.... she was the love of my life... to make a long story short, she- erm- cheated on me. I just had enough. She was quite controlling and demanding also. No matter what I did he it was never good enough. So one day, I came home from our studio to find her in bed with another man, doing... well... you know...." he trailed off, swallowing the lump in his throat. After re collecting himself, he continued.
"She claimed that she was drunk, but I didn't believe her. Turns out it wasn't the first time. I didn't know what to do... I'm still tied to her in a way because we have two kids, Apple who's 10 and Moses who's 8. They're the best thing out of this whole mess. I guess I try to remain civil with her... but it's just really hard" he admitted. His breath hitched, catching in his throat as he fought back the tears.
"B-because I l-loov-ved her s-so m-much b-but she d-doessn't l-love m-me" he whimpered, tears escaping his eyes. I felt my heart shatter and I wrapped my arms around his torso, pulling him into a hug. He sniffled, before letting his guard down , sobbing into my shoulder. He clung onto me as he wept.
"Shhhh... it's alright" I told him, stroking a hand through his hair soothingly. We stayed in our embrace until he calmed down. He pulled away from me to reveal his red eyes and tear stained face.
"I-I'm sorry..." he said, directing his gaze to the floor. His cheeks were flushed in embarrassment.
"For what?" I asked, gazing at him softly.
"You must think I'm so pathetic..." he stated, his gaze still fixed on the floor. I shuffled closer to him.
"Chris.... please look at me" I said and he lifted his gaze to look at me. I took his hands in mine and squeezed them reassuringly. "I could never think that... what she did to you was so horrible, she really didn't deserve you. You're a kind, caring man Chris... your kids are so lucky to have such a brilliant dad. I'm so glad you've told me what happened " I told him, pulling him into another hug.
"Thank you" he whispered, smiling as we pulled away from each other. We settled back down and continued to watch tv, talk about Chris' kids - they'll come to stay with us for the weekend. Chris told me not to worry about them. I relaxed by knowing what he told me about them, they seemed like really nice kids.
That evening, we had lasagne, salad and garlic bread for dinner. It was lovely, despite Chris saying that he couldn't cook- it was delicious! It was now nearing 11pm and we were sat next to each other on the couch, watching a film together.
Chris had remained fairly quiet since our chat earlier on. I glanced at him to see that he looked deep in thought, starring blankly at the coffee table in front of us. Not wanting to scare him, I shifted in my seat, turning to face him. He flicked his gaze to me questioningly.
"Are you alright?" I asked him. He nodded, a small smile stretching his lips.
"Yeah... just thinking..." he admitted, scratching the back of his neck distractingly.
"Watch out, too much thinking and your brain might explode" I teased, shoving his shoulder playfully. He laughed, returning the gesture.
"Maybe you're right..." he agreed, shuffling closer to me. He wasn't sitting that far from me to begin with. Now, our bodies were pressed against each other and I could feel the heat radiating off him- not that I was complaining!
I smiled to myself and leaned into him, finding his presence comforting. A few minutes later, I was beginning to feel drowsy and my eyes felt heavy, exhaustion of the last 24 hours catching up with me. I gently laid my head on his shoulder, snuggling up to him. I was afraid that he might reject my gesture, but instead he wrapped and arm around my waist, pulling me into his side comfortingly. My heart soared- he didn't push me away so I guess he was ok with it. He didn't say anything either, I swear I heard him sigh contently, leaning into my body slightly.
I don't know what it is about him that makes me relax, I feel like I can be myself without being judged. Weather it was the fact The he himself was a little broken too, he brought me comfort and I was so lucky to have met him. I felt safe with him- He's such a lovely man who didn't deserve all the heartbreak. I'll always look out for him, as he'll do for me.
I slowly closed my eyes, concentrating on the sound of his slow, steady breathing and the sound of his heart beating, the rhythm slowly lulling me asleep.....
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Hey guys!
So, I'm not really sure about this one... it's more of a filler chapter? I guess it shows Chris' vulnerability ( awww 💔) but I felt like it had to be done for the characters to have more depth to them.
Please remember that this is FAN FICTION meaning that yes, some of it is based on true facts but sometimes it isn't really that realistic (e.g- the part about Gwyneth 😂).
I promise the next chapter will be a bit more eventful!
Sooo... yeah 😂👏🏻
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Don't Ever Let Go (Chris Martin)
FanfictionLucy's life is a living hell. She hates her job and her controlling, alcoholic boyfriend has been physically and mentally abusing her for years- hurting her, using her against her will and threatening her whenever she attempts to leave him. One nigh...