Broken Heart

BH 38

"Edward, please don't leave me!" she cried out.

He immediately went to her side.

He could see that she is still asleep.

He lay down in front of her.

She lay fetus like on the bed while crying softly.

Edward envelopes her in his arms.

He could feel a huge ache in his heart.

He never saw her cry when they broke up and even in the days after, he always thought that she was unaffected.

But seeing her now like this, he feels like a knife is being twisted in his heart.

How could I ever erase the memory of what I did to her?

"Stop crying my love! I'm so sorry! I will never leave you again!" he kept assuring her while stroking her hair.

"I'm sorry!" he kept repeating those words.

Her cries subsided and she inched closer to him.

Her face is near his wildly beating heart.

He could feel her breath on his bare chest.

He had forgotten to wear a shirt when he heard her cry.

Her arms are in front of her so he removed it and encircled it to his waist.

While he wrapped his arms around her.

He rested his chin above her head.

He could smell her subtle perfume.

It's different from the one she used when they were together.

It suits her.

But he loved it more when she is not wearing any perfume.

He loves her natural smell.

A vision of her all sweaty from their lovemaking popped up in his mind.

And he caught his breath.

He could feel his loins stirring and her warm breath on his naked chest is not helping.

She straightened her legs and pressed her body closer to him.

As if seeking his warmth.

He could not stop himself from kissing her.

He started by giving her hair soft kisses.

When she didn't move, he gently kissed her forehead.

Still she didn't move.

His kiss went down to each of her brows.

Then each closed eyes.

He could taste the salt of her tears.

He kissed the bridge of her cute nose.

He traced the tracks of her tears with his lips.

Then slowly he kissed her lips.

Just a soft press of his lips against hers.

She murmured his name.

"Edward..."

His name on her lips was like a prayer.

"I'm here now my love."

Then he started nibbling her lips.

Her hands automatically went up to his hair, playing with the strands on his nape.

She always loved to do that when they were kissing.

It made Edward smile that she unconsciously did it.

He sorely missed kissing her.

He felt her respond to his kiss but he could see that she is still asleep.

"This is wrong in so many ways, Edward! So stop yourself!" he admonished himself.

He pulled away from her lips.

He knows that stopping is the right thing to do.

He embraced her tighter and rests his chin on her head.

"This is going to be a long night."