Beating Hearts

"Players"

It wasn't my father, It wasn't my daughter, It was the love of my life; Seeing me in the arms of my ex-lover, how could I be so heartless to break a promise as big as the one I made when I met him?

"You made a promise Sarah, that you won't ever hurt me." He said with rage in those beautiful brown eyes of his that made my heart melt into oceans and calmed the storms I had within me whenever I looked up at them.

"Chad it's not what it looks like, I promise!"

He shook his head and looked at the ground, I saw him hurting, I wanted to wrap myself around him and support him through it, I want to be the one that held him down, but all I've don't was be the reason for putting him down.

He gave me his back and walked away, all I did was sob.

John was puzzled and had no idea about what's going on, I let go of him and chase chad without hesitating, but I was too late.

Weeks passed and I was in my hideaway, I needed time to be alone, to understand the situation and know how I should react, I stayed in a small motel in near this hectic road that wasn't safe at all, chaos always filled the atmosphere that's one thing I hated most.

I went to get a soft chicken taco from across the street, I wore my black ripped skinny jeans and a pair of boots I chose when I went shopping with chad for the dress, and I had my hair down that covered to very top of my cross shoulder red bag that my mom got my for christmas.

Before I could even flash my eyes I notice I was feeling a bit dizzy and fatigue, due to lack of food or heartbreak, it made no difference to me hence I had lost my appetite. I wanted run up the stairs and go to bed again. The moment I headed towards the door of the motel again I saw another shadow towering over me and a hand grips on my mouth as it tapes it shut.

His arms had many veins, he was in good shape, clearly.

My heart was at any moment to fall out of place, no one could save me this time, no one was here to make me feel safe.

"Shit." I heard him whisper, and I didn't know whether I should be thankful or horrified.

"Problem Mate?"

I turned my face to the left to look at the person with such a manly, powerful voice that I've heard frequently. It was Chad, with his army boots after ages of wearing either sweatpants or suits.

He takes the tape off my mouth and unties my wrists.

With his eyes fiercer than ever, he glanced towards the guy that got me here and said: "Better run before I get my hands on you."

I see him horrified and trembling, how could he not be? His only strength was physical, yet his mindset was a joke.

I hug him and he carries me back to the motel and takes me to the shower, he rubbed my back and tucked me in bed.

He got ready to leave, but I couldn't let him; at least, not this time.

"Stay with me, please."

He turns his face over his shoulders and takes a glimpse as he bends over and takes off his boots,  sits on the corner of the bed, as I pulled him near my chest and played with his hair, I then gently pushed his face to mine, holding his cheek bones and kissing him with every ounce I had.

"I've missed you so much I can't let you go again Chad, don't do this to us please, we'll fix everything if we just communicate."

I looked down and kissed his forehead, excepting a response but never did I imagine tears.

"What the fuck are you doing to me Sarah? I was never the type of guy that felt anything for anyone, I was never caring towards anyone, I was never, who I am with you."

With tears falling down my hazel eyes, Burning.  That was the day I held my head to the skies and asked for forgiveness, that was the day, I changed the rules of the game.

Note:

The first chapter was in third person, and what happened in this chapter refers to the same timing as "Who she was". I apologize for the confusion that might've happened but this is the first book i've written and i'm working on my skills.

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