Chapter 4 - Ryan

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It's already 8:55 am Where the hell is she? And why do I care so much about her, damn it? It's not like I have a right to worry about her. She is twenty-one and can take care of herself as well. I look out the window and see a motorcycle stop in the parking lot. Two people are on it. Oh God. My breath stops, it hits me like a slap in the face. It's Catherine and some guy I can not register. What the hell?! Why is this guy with her, what does he want from her? Or rather, what does she want from him?

I can not believe it. She gets off the bike and winks at him as she struts into the building. Never in my life has I been so angry, though, I had no right to be. Still, I should hold myself together. The door to my office opened and Catherine came to me with a smile, which warmed my heart in a certain way. I pushed this thought aside and greeted her with a mischievous smile:

"Good morning, you're in a good mood today, did something special happen?" She looked at me blushing before her mouth formed to a grin.

"Why are you asking Mr. Silvermen? What I do in my free time isn't any of your business, is it? "

She is good at testing my patience. But I stayed calm and smiled back:

"True, excuse me, me and my curiosity." Damn, I knew something was going to happen there. That you will meet another.

Damn it, why does all this crap run through my head?

Suddenly my mind blanks out. I lean against the edge of the table, as I struggle to hold myself up, I feel my body get heavier and I fall to the floor.

"Mr. Silverman? Mr. Silverman! "I feel like someone must have caught me as I couldn't feel my body falling on the hard cold ground. Slowly I open my eyes and see her placing her hand on my forehead.

Feeling her touch makes my heart begin to race and I have the feeling that I can not breathe. Her gentle voice reaches my subconscious:

"Mr. Silverman, wake up dammit! Please!"

When I fully open my eyes, I see little tears forming in her eyes. I would like to touch her now, to look her in the eye, to confess what I feel for her. Even before I can think about what I'm doing, I put my hand on her cheek. Damn, I can not control it anymore. She looks at me confused, slowly moving my upper body a little closer to hers until our nasal tips touched. I can't take it anymore, this feeling. Now I have to find out what will happen if I kiss her. I jerk my lips against hers and bury my hand in her hair. Damn, it shouldn't have got this far. It's too late now. I can't fight it anymore. When I open my eyes I see the shock on her face. No, what the hell happened. I straighten up while she looks at me confused. Why, why did I do that? Now it's over, she'll hate me and stay away from me.

I can not endure all that. Since I saw her for the first time, I could not think of anything else but her. Since then it has been more than hard for me to suppress my feelings for her. I couldn't get her out of my mind. And even though I acted like a grade student who tried to get the attention of his crush, it always surprised me how mature and professional she was.

Suddenly, she tore me out of my thoughts by kissing me back. How long have I been longing to kiss her? To hold her in my arms, to give her everything she needs, I must have lost my mind, that must be what I call "love at first sight".

I looked into her reddish-brown eyes, she released her mouth from mine and with that movement she also broke away from me. That's when it came back, that pain in my chest every time I look at her every time she challenged me, every time she smiles at me, even if it was only faked at first, that pain overcame me. Because I already knew, I knew that I would never own you the way I want it. Your eyes are still on me and your eyes speak volumes. I see the confusion on your face.

Slowly I started to lose my mind. This is too much. I got up and moved away from her. Then I heard your voice in my back: "Could it be that ..." No, do not say it.

"That you ..."

Yes. Yes, I have, say it, say that you believe I have fallen in love with you. Damn it, just say it! I have to hear it out of your mouth to make sure it's true.

»Have you fallen in love with me? Ryan. "Two minutes passed and none of us said a word. She said it, finally, she said what I couldn't admit to myself all this time. I fell in love with her.


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