I woke up alone, my cheeks still tear stained. My eyelids were pink and puffy, and my throat was scratchy from yelling. I sighed, dragging myself to our bathroom to wash up. I splashed cool water on my face and pulled a baggy tshirt on with girls boxers. My hair was pulled into a bun and I brushed my teeth making sure to scrub away the memory of Darren. I needed to talk to Joe.
"Joe?"- I said walking to the living room
"hmm?"
"I--iii-i"
"Come here, I understand your upset, im not mad at you. "
"I ran to him on the couch, jumping into his arms.
"Don't cry babe, it will all be fine."
"I'm just sooo frustrated!"
"Shhh, i know."
"Joe, I can't help it, I still have feeling for him, your write."
"I know, I respect that."
We spent the day on the couch, cuddling, laughing, sleeping, and crying. How did I ever leave this man?
