i laughed, grabbing the wine out of the cabinet.
"come on, troye. the movie is about to start, baby." jacob said loudly, hearing him fiddling with his blanket knowing he's got that pretty smile on his face.
i stopped in my own steps, tracing my fingers over the label on the wine bottle.
then everything is going backwards.
i dropped the wine bottle,
watching it shatter on the kitchen floor with red wine splattering everywhere even on myself.
there's so much fear as the memories are going back.
he's tracing his fingers through my curls, breathing against my skin, and kissing below my ear.
he's giving me baths.
giving me tummy rubs.
i'm so afraid,,
so afraid of loving someone else.
i fell to the kitchen floor onto my knees, feeling them throb in pain
as my hands are in my own curls and pulling at them harshly while sobbing miserably.
my chest is rising, unable to breathe,
my knees dipped in the red spilled wine.
my hands digging into the broken glass, crying so hard that it's causing my mind to go numb.
skin against your skin.
"troye? are you okay?"
jacob asked me softly, his hand barely touching my shoulder causing me to jump.
i looked back into his hazel eyes, instantly relaxing seeing a worried
look on his face.
-"yeah i'm okay, i've got the wine,"
i let out a breath afterwards, gripping it tight in my hand.
jacob half smiled, placing a gentle kiss on top of my curls.
"okay, princess. do you still want to watch the movie?"
i nodded, shutting my eyes to calm myself down and opened them for a bit to look at the wine bottle once again.
he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, leaning down to
press his lips on my neck for a quick kiss against my skin and made me instantly smile.
"i'm coming, i'll be right behind you."
i breathed out, laughing at bit at how stunned he can leave me.
