Aphrodisiac

Case of D

I woke up and instinctively turned to hug him. It was a wake-up call because the moment I went to place my arm around him he wasn't there. My hand fell back on the empty space that he would occupy. I slipped out of bed and walked downstairs. I saw him sitting at the dining room table. Empty wine bottles surrounded him and he buried his head in his hands crying. It was still dark out, I turned to look at the clock. 2:00 am. It was really late, and I could feel myself slipping away.

"Honey? What are you doing?" I walked over to him.

"..." He didn't say anything but his sobs grew louder.

I hesitantly walked closer and started to pick up the empty bottles until he grabbed my hand.

"It's all my fault, babe. I'm sorry. I kept seeing you with Dean. I got so fucking crazy when I saw you with him and when he touched you I couldn't contain myself. I just got so mad." I listened as he voiced his thoughts.

"I'm sorry. Everything's my fault, not yours. I'm such a fucking idiot, babe. I'm so sorry." He gripped my arm and pulled me in a tight embrace.

I was shocked by his movements and my eyes started to water. He looked up, and I saw his face through the moonlight. He looked fucked.

"The reason why I was with Kiana was I made a deal with Jean and Dean. If I went on one date with her, he'd leave you alone. I was scared that they'd take you so I went on the date. I thought if I went they'd finally leave us alone, but they didn't. They almost took you when I was gone, I was fooled. I'm sorry this happened to you. I can't hold this guilt anymore. I'm so sorry." He cried and pulled on my shirt.

"It's okay, baby." I patted his head to calm him down.

"It's not. We both know it isn't." He pulled me close until I was sitting on his lap and he was crying into my shoulder.

"I accept your apology." I push his hair away from his face and kiss his eyelids.

"I accept yours too when you apologized in the car." He said while I wiped his remaining tears and cupped his face.

"I'll put this away." I climbed off his lap and threw the empty wine bottles away.

I walked back to the dining room to see a tea set placed in the centre of the wooden table.

"Here. I've been practicing my brewing ever since you taught me." He handed me a cup, and I took a sip. He watched me attentively.

"It's good!" I gulp down the Ginseng tea then it hit me.

"You should've been light on the honey, though."

"Alright. I'll take note of that." We sat in silence until his voice pierced through the barriers.

"I fucked up really badly today. Extremely." He facepalmed and wore a regretful face.

"I can still see how heartbroken you were when you saw me with Kiana. There's nothing between us, babe. I promise."

"..." I didn't know how to respond to that and just kept silent. My anger filled my thoughts. I cried so fucking hard for him. I can't believe he didn't leave me. I'm grateful the situation wasn't real, but I was fooled. I'm such an idiot.

"I'm going back to bed." I drank the rest of my tea and walked up the stairs.

I was still shaken by the events that took place today. I saw my heart broken then held back together by bandaids. At least Dean was right about one thing.

A broken heart will heal with time.