Emerald Eyes

33 - Escape

"Don't be angry, okay?", I whispered. "Why would I?", he replied with a worried tone to his voice, "All I care about is you being happy. I can't stand seeing you as devastated as this." "I have messed up. And all I have wanted to do is protect you.", I tried to explain. "Line, sweetheart, what happened? Why would you need to protect me?", he asked. "Toby.", was all I got out at first. I felt Martijn's fists clenching under the blanket. "What did that damn asshole do to you, baby?", Martijn wanted to know. I told him the whole story of how Toby sat down next to me in the library and about how he wanted to keep dating me. "But you didn't agree to meet him, did you?", was all Tijn got out after he had listened to this part of my story. The worst was yet to come. "I.... Did. But...", I said and started to cry again. Martijn's face turned ice cold, all of a sudden: "Fuck it. I thought this fucking meant something to you, Line. I thought you were my girl. Why? Just why would you do this to me?" He wouldn't even let me finish my sentence. "But Tijn, he...", I tried to explain the real reason behind it all. "Honestly. Fuck you. I really thought I could trust you. But I was so damn wrong. I should have known the first time you brought this guy up. Am I not good enough for you?", he screamed and jumped up. Quickly, he left and I heard him run up the stairs and slam what probably was his studio door. I had messed up.

MARTIJNS POV:

Boom. I slammed my studio door shut and tried to fight the tears coming up in my eyes. It just took seconds, until I broke down crying on the floor. Was I never good enough? Why would she betray me like that and then even dare to come to my arms crying? And Julian, that asshole, brought her here. Why? Just why? This all felt like a damn nightmare. She looked so vulnerable, laying there in my arms. I thought the world would be perfect with her. Complete. But then again, she didn't even fucking care. Probably just enjoying the perks of dating a guy like me, no real feelings. Damn it! I kicked the empty can of redbull through the room, as hard as I could. This all just couldn't be real. My body was shivering, when I sat down on the chair in front of my computer, put on my headphones and dug out this idea for a super aggressive tune that I had come up with some weeks ago. It was just what I needed at the moment. An Escape. Music was always there when I needed it. My one true love. I worked on the track for a few hours while the thoughts were running crazy in my head. How would I react? And what about Julian, did he know? And most important of all: Why? The question wouldn't leave my head. Why? Why? Why? After a while, I figured out how to put all of this emotions into the melody. It was what I usually did. Escape. I didn't face the problem, I turned it into music. It took me a while to realize that I hadn't even let her finish her sentence. Even if it hurt, I wanted the whole truth. It took a few deep breaths until I had worked up the courage to walk down and see, if she was still there. The apartment was silent, so if she was still there, she would probably be in the bedroom. Quietly, I pushed open the door. There she was. She was laying on the bed, sleeping. I had to admit, she didn't look good. Not in a judging way, but she had dark circles around her eyes, her hair was messy and her make up completely destroyed. She must have been crying for a long time, looking so exhausted. The more I looked at her, the louder my bad conscience said hello. I had made her cry. I mean, she did the same, but still, I felt bad. I had sworn myself to protect her, to make up for all the bad stuff, she had experienced in life beforehand. I sat down on the other side of the bed, next to her. I couldn't take my eyes of her, but then I suddenly noticed something, that made me question all my previous actions.