Ziva's POV
I walked into my apartment after a very long run I pushed myself to do more. I'm too fat I need to loose weight. I can't eat I feel to guilty. If I do eat I purge. So I don't eat. I love someone who could never love me. I'm so stupid no one could ever love me.
I hopped into the shower to cool off I got changed into some comfy jeans and a long sleeve top. I sat on the couch thinking about Somalia saying "I deserved it, I deserve every scar, every wound and all the nightmares." All the memories flashing back.
Then I hear a quiet soft voice say "no you didn't" I turned around and Tony was standing at my apartment door. He comes and sits down next to me. "I've been really worried about you Zi" He says concerned. "Why no one could ever care less about me." I say to him honestly. "Ziva, I love you, I always have, I always will." Tony says. "Tony, do you really mean that? Because I really really love you but I thought you could never love me" I say with tears in my eyes. "You are so beautiful, your smile makes me smile, I love you Zi." Tony say smiling. "Hmm I love you too" I say. I shake but I start to get closer to Tony our noses are touching, our lips are millimetres apart. He then kissed me. "I meant what I said Zi, you didn't deserve Somalia."
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Tiva short stories
FanfictionJust random ideas pop in to my head. Mature content. I don't own anything unfortunately. CBS do I only own characters I make up, feel free to leave a comment and vote!!!!
