The billionaires Florist

Chapter 13

"Where the hell did you go" Rafael screamed at me as I walked into my insanity huge house, throwing my keys into the hands of a waiting maid. "Don't act like you don't know where I went asshole"I said to him, standing in front of him, my eyes looking into his brown ones.

"With that girl again"he hugged spinning in his heels and walking away from me. "You stayed the night. Mr. Lucien King stayed the night at some girls house" his words stung just a little as he referred Starr to just some girl.

His ass was now parked in a seat at the dining room table, a glass of bourbon in his clasp. "She's not just some girl Rafael. She's doing something to me..."

He laughed at my response, he was pushing it , but I wasn't as angry as though ,as I had just came from the arms of the woman I lo... like, the woman I like.

"That's funny you said that cause a few days ago you also called her just some girl. And as to her making you feel something it's probably just her hand reaching into your wallet."he spit angrily and in seconds I had his tackled to the ground. "She's not like that and you know it. You spoke with her. I was wrong when I said she was just another girl."I said holding a light grip on his throat

"She...the way her eyes light up when she smile... the way her skin touches mine. Seeing her... it help me get out of my bed in the mornings. I don't know what this feeling is, but I though if anyone could help me understand it. That it would be you". I pushed off him standing up, angered and real fucking pissed
"But I guess I was wrong".

He got up and push me , anger cascading off both of us "your being stupid. At first it though she's be good for you, but she's distracting you instead. Your letting her get to you!". he punches my stomach. I punch into his jam and he steps backwards

"Your just a sad excuse for a man. You spent your time tucking woman and hiding behind cash that you probably don't even know what love is".
His words felt like a million daggers , my throat clawed itself , I couldn't Breath. "Maybe I'll just go send someone to tell your little bitch..."

Maybe all this isn't worth it. Maybe he's right , the girls , the moans the fame. Maybe life would be be better without me in it.

I punched him square in the face, before he could finish his sentence

running off my bedroom grabbing the first sharp thing I could find. Closing my eyes as I pressed down. Not hard enough to kill me but enough to bleed.

I stood up stumbling, and I walked out. Running past security and towards the one person who could help me

Starr

I raced my car towards her shop, my blood trickling onto my pants and all over my car.
Slamming the brakes on with loud screech as I stammered out of my car and into her empty shop.

Locking the door, she turned and looked at me, her happy face dropping as she saw what I had done "what did you do!"she yelled rushing over to me , catching my weight as she walked me to the couch.

"Rafael , we go tin a fight. He called me a sad excuse of a man, and a loveless monster" I sigh, as she came back with a towel and a sharpie.

The blood she dries up with the towel leaving just cuts , red and bloody. "Your not a loveless monster, you are a good man. You just need some help overcoming your anger and your other problems"

I felt my heart drop, was she trying to make me feel worse? She saw my eyes and started up again "But we all have problems god know I do to. We all have these thing about us , but that make us , us"
I Closed my eyes, I have never been this  vulnerable in front of someone.

"What's the sharpie for"i asked , brushing a piece of hair away from her eyes , worry and sadness in her eyes but never pity. "We both have a similar problem"she frowned standing up and pulling down her pant exposing her self harm scars.

The lid of the sharpie made a sound as I came off. The tip of the pen hitting her marked up thigh

"I'm not alone" is what she wrote, in big black letters. Signing and closing her eyes as if she was taking in the words , taking in What the meant

I just admired her the whole time , it amazed me how minute ago I hated everything, but with her words and touch I didn't hate everything anymore.

She grabbed my wrists writing the same words on both sides.

"If you slit your wrists. You will be cutting though my words to you."her words saddened me, her words to me, words that I didn't know at the moment we're gonna mean so much
She sat in my lap, straddling me and we just breathed together

"I'm falling"she whispered and I looked at her, pulling her closer to me but in me I know she didn't mean literally. "I think I'm falling for you, and if your not there to catch me..."she sighed and I looked at her with every bit of emotion in her eyes she looked back.

"If your not there to catch me..."she said again and I blinked, continually trying to get her to continue without using my word a

"I will hit the ground, if you don't catch me. If your not here to keep me from falling into the hard ground..."she whispered and I placed my forehead onto hers, this moment special.

"I know I won't be able to get up again."