Scars of your love

Chapter 30

I wake up groggy and dazed. The room is filled with muffled light from the outside. I roll on to my side and instantly a sharp pain lances through my thigh. I groan loudly and shift my weight so that there is no pressure on it. When the pain finally subdues, the events of the previous night floods my mind. I open my eyes, feeling hopeful to only find the other side of the bed empty. I touch the mattress where he has slept last night, it is cold leaving no trace of his warmth.

Panic sets within me. He must have finally realized, finally realized what a complicated and fucked up mess I am and how he didn't want any part of it. I don't blame him. Of course, I don't blame him. Who would want to be with someone who is batshit crazy?

But still, it stings. It hurts as hell that I am in love with someone. Someone who is world different from me and with whom I can't be with.

I hold my head in my hands, feeling tears collect in my eyes. A single drop of tear escapes and runs down on my cheek and falls on my knee. It's when I hear the sound of a door opening. My eye immediately whips towards the door. As fast as the doubts and insecurities took a residence in my head, all of them disappear at the sight of Alex standing in the doorway. He is half-naked dressed only in jeans which are hung low on his hips, showing off that clear cut V that is trailing down and disappearing behind the jeans.

Before my brain can scramble what I am doing, I throw myself across the room and into his arms, hugging him close.

"You stayed!" I exclaimed, pushing myself just enough from him so I can stare at him.

"Not this again." He scoffs, a frown settling on his face.

"You stayed. You stayed. You stayed." I say in a chorus as my uncontrolled enthusiasm is taking a better part of me.

"If it reassures you. Then, yes, I have stayed." I press my forehead to his and stare into his eyes which are filled with delight.

"Come on the coffee must be ready." He whispers softly.

Seriously Where did I found him? Oh, right. I didn't find him. It is the other way around. This amazing guy who doesn't only knows all of my secrets but he stayed with me and consoled me, took care of me when most others would have surely not. And now here he is, making coffee for both of us. Making me fall even harder for him. I slowly come out of my daze and stare at him for few more seconds before replying him.

"I will be out in a minute."

He has his signature ghost of a smile and leaves the room. I move to the bathroom to freshen up. When I opened the bathroom door, I can say that I am not surprised to see the floor clean as if they weren't a small puddle of blood. God knows when Alex woke up and cleaned all this mess and that also soundlessly. Major part feels guilty and embarrassed that he woke up so early for me and cleaned up for me but there is a small tiny weeny part of me that is right now on cloud nine, overjoyed that there is someone who cares about me. That someone more specifically Alex. I look at the girl in the mirror, her eyes are way too wide for her face with hectic small red spots covering the cheeks and lips a little swollen from all the kissing, her hair a tangled mess. I brush my teeth, wash my face and brush my hair as fast as I can.

When I enter the kitchen, I stand and just stare at the muscular back of Alex as he opens every cabinet searching for whatever it is he looking for.

"You don't have anything to eat except for Reese Puffs." He announces, without looking back.

"You don't like Reese Puffs?" I ask him incredulously. He turns around and strides towards me. On the way, he grabs two cups of coffee and hands me one.