Loving Her *ON HOLD*

~Need~

c h a p t e r-se v e n

It's been almost two weeks since I've seen her. She had been staying with her friend for a while, only occasionally coming back to grab a few things.

It was so hard. It was so hard sleeping without her, seeing her as much. The pain etched in her eyes every time I looked at her. I never wanted to hurt her this bad. I never wanted to break our trust.

I sat there, pathetic as ever sipping on some whiskey. I don't remember anything that happened that night, only that I brought Amanda back to my place. That was such a stupid fucking idea. It was stupid that I felt bad for her. Even dumber that I let her get to me. But, she was a close friend. Until I ruined it.

I hear the front door close, and I jump up, the tipsy feeling hitting me full force. I shake it off, rushing out the office door to the front foyer.

"Sophia," I breathe.

She doesn't look at me as she sets her suitcase down before standing up straight.

"Hi, Emilia." Cold. Distant. Tight-lipped. I almost flinch at the sound of my name spewing out of her mouth like venom.

I take a few steps forward, faltering when I see her hand clench into a fist.

"I.." I clear my throat, sticking my hands in my pockets to restrain myself from touching her, "W-what're you doing here?"

She clasps her hands in front of her, and I notice that her ring was missing. My heart sinks into the pit of my stomach.

"I can't come to my own home?" She questions, tilting her head to the side slightly.

I could feel my face get hot and I almost face-palm. I did not need to end up number one on her shit list. Even though I'm sure I made it there quite fast.

"N-no! Of course you can come. I'm just..is there anything you need?"

She sighs, taking a few steps towards me. I swallow hard, her scent filling my insides with longing. Oh, how badly I wanted to hold her.

"I would like to stay here. I don't want to intrude into others homes any longer when I have my own. I felt as though I was overstaying my welcome. Even though Yvonne tried to convince me that I wasn't, I didn't want to hear her and Rick getting it on almost every night." She states in one breath, her hand coming up to tuck her hair behind her ear.

Happiness takes over my mind and soul, and a large smile grows on my face. "It's your home, too. You don't have to explain anything to me."

"I know I don't have to. But I did it because there will be some boundaries."

Boundaries? Here we go.

"You won't kiss me, touch me at anytime, call me ba-"

"Stop. Just stop." I run a hand through my hair, frustrated.

"You can't do this to me Sophia. You can't keep coming back and forth and..and be so cold to me. We're married, for fucks sake. We have to work this out. We have to do something. I can't do this without you. I won't." My voice cracks at the end, but I didn't care. I didn't care how my eyes watered or how shocked she looked. I didn't care about what happened or how she came back and forth. I just wanted her. No...I needed her.

She opens her mouth to speak, but I stop her. "I'm not done. You came in that morning, and assumed that I'd slept with Amanda. I only fucking want you. I only need you. It's true, I fucked up. I brought her back and I told them not to tell you, and I'm so sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. If I could go back, I would've never...ever brought her here." I take a deep breath, and my hands itched to grab her. During my speech, I had taken a few steps closer to her. We were now chest to chest, our breaths mingling.