May

Eight

"We are done for today. Let's get you home." He says.

"Okay, even though my leg is in pain." He worked me to the bone. He lifts me bridal style and I see the looks on the guys faces.

"Okay. There you go. Do you want to stop for food first?" He put me in the chair and put my seatbelt on for me. So sweet.

"Yeah. McDonald's." I drift to sleep on his way there.

I do not know how to feel about the entire situation but I trust him and I know that he would not put my life in danger.

"Do you think this is going too fast?" I say looking at the window.

"What is going too fast?" Playing stupid.

"Us, this?" I say looking at him now.

"No. We are going at our own pace, you should not compare your life to someone else that's the thing with relationships."

"So we dating now?" I say teasing him.

"Only you can answer that." Turn it back to the girl who doesn't know how she feels about you.

"Okay husband of mine, what do you feel towards me?"

"I will answer you just not today. You can feel it every time I touch you so try to guess."

"That's going to take so long." I whine

"Why would it?"

"I am literally the worst person at guessing how someone feels about me."

"You are going to have to get good at it fast because I'm not speaking as of yet."

"Okay." He gets cut off by my phone ringing.

"May, where are you?"

"I'm fine, Ma. I'm on my way home, don't stress, step away from the desk and go enjoy a nice bath, imma see you soon." This woman.

"You need to stop stressing me, I don't want what happened last time to happen again but worse."

"Ma, relax. I'm safe and I'm coming back."
She hangs up and I know Josh is curious but I am not answering questions and I'm not explaining either, it's honestly something I do not want to think about but my mom is adamant that I need to talk about what happened so that I can find healing but I am okay and it is not affecting my life so I will not deal with it.

I know I say that but I'm just afraid to face my demons alone. My mom could never help me and I guess that's why I don't want to deal with it.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." I see the McDonald's ahead and I relax, no more questions.

He turns to me and I answer.

He was getting a double quarter pounder and I'm getting my usual Big Mac.

"I'll come later at around midnight or one." He says as we are parked outside my house and in his car. He said he didn't want to invade on my time with my mom and I get that but I wanted to sleep with him there, it feels better, I feel safer when he is around.

"Okay, although I'm not sure whether I will be awake." I shrug because I am kind of mad that he can not stay but I feel like he doesn't have a choice he just won't tell me and I am mad because he won't tell me.

"I will wake you up. I will call you." I step out of his car and he starts the car and I wave as he drives away. I walk into the house when he is no longer visible from where I am standing.