“Your eyes, they tie me down so hard.
I'll never learn to put up a guard.
So keep my love, my candle bright.
Learn me hard oh, learn me right.”
The song today is “Not With Haste” by Mumford & Sons
-Him-
He’d always considered himself a patient man. Until he met Sanem that is. Now he counted every minute between when he could see her or hear her voice. If he thought it was difficult before, it was worse now that she was essentially under house arrest. He was only being a little dramatic referring to it as that. When Nihat and Mevkibe found out that Leyla broke curfew and wasn’t with her fiancé but with Emre Divit, well, shit hit the fan.
She called him crying the night after the incident to say that he wasn’t allowed to come to the neighborhood to pick her up anymore. Her parents hadn’t forbidden their relationship, but she wasn’t permitted to go to his house for any reason and she had to be accompanied by a friend if she was going to meet up with him. And no Leyla didn’t count as a friend, and yes all of these rules applied to her as well. The Aydins didn’t want their daughters to cover for each other while meeting up with the Divit brothers.
He calmed her over the phone and promised they would get through this. He loved her and he wouldn’t give up. She sniffled and laughed at the same time when he said she was worth it for him. She said she was angry at her sister but felt bad for her at the same time. Leyla had sabotaged her engagement and her sister’s relationship in one fell swoop. Osman was heartbroken, Ayhan was threatening bodily harm, the mahalle was in an uproar, and in the middle of it all Emre and Leyla were still miserable.
He had a talk with his little brother that night about why his girlfriend called him crying. Emre already knew everything, whether from CeyCey, the office gossip tree, or Leyla herself he didn’t know. Usually it was the level headed Emre that gave him advice, but he knew it was his turn this time.
“Abi, what were you thinking?” he wasn’t accusatory, just concerned.
“I don’t know. I wasn’t thinking. Thinking didn’t get me anywhere for months. She was going to get married and I just couldn’t take it anymore.” Emre had his hands in his hair, holding his head up with his elbows on his knees to brace himself.
“I understand, but why did you do it like that? Why bring her here and break the Aydin's rules?” Emre was usually more calculated than that.
“I didn’t plan it, Abi. After she left the party she started texting me. I know I shouldn’t have let it go on, but she asked to meet and I couldn’t say no.” he could definitely empathize with his brother on the “can’t say no” front.
“And then..?”
“Then we met at the park near their neighborhood. But she really wanted me to pick her up and take her somewhere. She just didn’t want anyone from the mahalle to see.”
After a nod and gesture from Can, Emre continued.
“We argued on the way over here. I told her it wasn’t fair that she wanted me at her beck and call even though she was still engaged, which was a really stupid thing to say, but she needed to hear it. The next thing I knew we were in the driveway and I had to escape somehow. Of course she followed me in the house, because of course she was going to defend herself.” Emre was talking with his hands which meant he was very impassioned.
“Neither of you are that person. You’re both so logical most of the time. It must be love if you’re driving each other crazy.” he said it in a joking tone, but the message was serious.
“I do love her, Abi. I told her so. I didn’t want to lose her.” Emre's sincerity showed on his face.
“Learning from my mistakes, eh?” another serious joke.
“Now I messed everything up. I didn’t even take her home, but everyone knows she was with me. I’m torn between feeling elated that she broke up with Osman and the guilt that I ruined her life. And put your relationship in jeopardy.” He gestured to his brother when he spoke the last sentence.
“Abi, look. Sanem and I will be fine. I really think Leyla will be fine too. She didn’t want to marry him, tamam? Let the dust settle, but don’t give up. There was a reason she couldn’t let go of you, so don’t let go of her.” he patted Emre on the shoulder, and when he felt his little brother give way, he pulled him in for a hug.
It was a lot easier to say these things as an outside observer. Unfortunately he had learned the hard way so he was able to guide Emre through his troubles.
It had been a few weeks since trouble struck, and he’d only seen her a handful of times. This “let the dust settle” thing was way harder said than done, and Emre was way better at being patient than he was. He guessed it was a little different because he and Sanem were an actual couple. A couple who held hands, and cuddled, and kissed, and… He really needed to see her again. Touch her.
He had a plan to fix that. If he could pull it off, then he and Sanem would get plenty of time together without interruption. But if he couldn’t, then he would be the one in the hot seat with the Aydins. He was just rash enough to go go through with it and say to hell with the consequences.
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