Need You

Comfort

I don't know what's going on with me. I don't know why I picked up the phone. I don't know why I called him. I don't know why I'm hoping he answers me. He answered. Years of not answering each other's calls. Years of blocking each other. The moment we change all of this. The moment we fix what someone destroyed. Bring the truth out and erase the lies.

"Hello...", he said after a moment of silence. All of these emotions hit me so hard. A wave of sadness struck me harder than a tsunami. I wanted to cry. I wanted to tell him everything I'm feeling. I wanted him to remove the pain I was feeling. "Ashlynn..?," he asked as I kept staying quiet.

I started crying. I needed to release everything. I needed peace. These emotions...these thoughts...pressuring me. He kept asking me what's wrong. What do I even tell him? How do I explain all of this? "It hurts...", I said in between of next crying. Hurt. Hurt that was hidden. Pushed back and never exposed.

I hung up the phone. I threw my phone against the wall. Anger. The source is unknown. Unknown to the human. Unknown to the human who feels it. Maybe this is the end. The end of me. The end of who I am.

Xaviers POV:

She hung up on me. I felt the stares of the businessmen since I answered a call in the middle of a meeting. She doesn't seem okay. She isn't safe. "Are we ready to continue?", asked my assistant who was waiting on me to put my phone down. I stood up and packed my stuff. "Where are you going?,"she questioned me. "My wife needs me,'' I said without realizing what I said. Wife. Something I haven't said in years. Unfamiliar but familiar to my tongue.

Without answering any of their questions I exited the room. I grabbed my keys and drove to her house. I was nervous. What has she done to herself? Why did she call me out of everyone? I pulled into her driveway and only saw her car. Where was her homekeeper?

I asked security to open the door which opened. I entered the house and looked around. The interior reminded me of our house. The same layout. The same aesthetic. She liked the modern look with a hint of vintage to it. It felt comfortable. I followed the noises of the kids to the playroom but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's your mom?", I asked the twins. "She went to her room I think,'' said Ivy who was changing the dress in the doll. I exited the room and started to look for the bedroom. I heard her crying which lead me to her room. I opened the door and looked. She was on the floor crying with face covered.

I went to her and sat next to her. I wrapped my arms around her and kept her close to me.

Ashlynn's POV:

I felt his warmth. His arms wrapped around me. The smell of his cologne. The same one I got him on our wedding day. I don't know why but I started to cry harder. The missing piece. He stayed and comforted me. His fingers playing with my hair and whispering things to me.

I calmed down. I finally felt safe. I felt like myself. I stayed quiet and embraced his comfort. He didn't say anything and let the silence comfort me. I didn't know what to say to him. I didn't want him to leave. I wanted him to stay. I let him hold me.

"What happened..", he asked quietly. The question I was dreading and have no answer to. "I don't know,'' I said with a raspy voice. Truthfully I don't know. "Don't leave me...", I added. I felt him nod then he laid us both down on the bed. I hid my face in his shirt. I didn't want him seeing my face in these conditions.

We stayed in silence. I eventually fell asleep. I slept with comfort, something I haven't felt in years. My stress was now gone. I felt relieved as if someone removed stones from on top of me. I missed this. I love this. 

Xaviers POV: 

It's been a while since I had her in my arms. I missed how we used to lay in bed and just cuddle till we fell asleep. We used to stay there for hours and talk about anything. She's the one who gave me all my ideas for my business. She was my motivation. She was the one who got me to where I was in life. I owe her everything. I want to give her everything I have. I want to fix everything we had. I need to know who broke us apart. 

Her cellphone ringing broke me from my thoughts. I grabbed it and looked. An unknown number. I decided to answer it before it woke her up. 

"Hello?"

"Xavier.", an unfamiliar voice said.

"Who is this?"

"You don't need to know that"

"Who are you and what do you want"

"She's not who you need. She's not who you want to fill the emptiness in your life ."

"Who is this?", I demanded.

Whoever that was ended the phone.

 She's in danger. 

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Heyyy! Nice to see you guys again. Just a quick question, would you like to see this book published when I finish it and who would actually get it? 

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