Tyler's POV:
I heard her crying as she hung her head in her hands. I rolled over to see her sitting on the side of the bed, hunched over. "Babe, what's wrong?" I sat up beside her and rubbed her back to comfort her. "I'm right here baby girl. Whatever is wrong I'm here."
"I'm sorry," she managed to get out between her sobs.
"What did you do that you would need to apologize for?" I asked grabbing the box of tissues from the nightstand.
"I broke my promise. I'm a failure, I'm sorry Tyler." She sobbed as she turned and cried into my shoulder.
"What do you mean baby?" I kissed her forehead and she looked up at me with her beautiful brown eyes that were glossy and bloodshot from crying. She started pulling up the leg of my boxers she was wearing. I saw a line of freshly scabbed over cuts that she inflicted on herself on her thigh.
"Please don't leave me Tyler. I know I said I wouldn't do it again but I couldn't help myself," she looked at me as my eyes were locked on the cuts.
"Babe, it's okay," I pecked her lips. "This is not something that I would leave you over in a million years. Of couse, I don't condone your cutting but I-" I couldn't even finish my sentence as she pressed her lips against mine. I locked lips with her. Her face was hot, and her cheeks were tear stained but that didn't matter.
"Babe, I love you," I said as I pulled away and kissed her cheek.
"I love you more," she smiled through her tears and lie down in bed again.
I cuddled her until her breathing regulated and she was sleeping.
"You're my everything, don't forget that," I whispered in her ear as I fell asleep myself.
