I've been waiting

Chapter 26

Sabrina POV

It only takes me a moment to realise that I am not hearing his voice in my mind but I am actually listening to him. Michael is sitting next to me on a swing. My feelings are so conflicted. My brain is telling me to run, he doesn't love me. He is only saying to make himself feel better. But my heart, my heart is telling me to believe him. It is telling me to go home with him. To believe what he is saying is true

The argument I am having with myself internally is gruelling. I just don't know what to do. I need to get out of here that is what I need to do. So, I stop myself on the swing and jump up and take off. I let me feet control the speed. Before I know it, I am full sprinting away from the swings. What I don't realise is Michael is keeping up with me.

He grabs a hold of my arm, stopping me on the spot. "Sabrina, please. I need you to stop running. I need you to talk to me. Please baby. Can you do that for me?"

His hands come to my face and cup my cheeks. I keep my eyes closed. I know if I look at him my heart will win the battle. I can't let my heart win. My brain is making more sense of the situation. My heart will ruin me. The devil on my shoulder is telling me I am worthless and not worthy of any love.

The angel on the other side is telling me to go home with him. Start a life with him. The angel is telling me that he loves me and only wants what is best for me. To see me smile and laugh with him. I shake my head to clear the thoughts.

"Sabrina, please look at me. Open your eyes baby girl" Michael pleads with me. Still cupping my cheeks. "I can't" I whisper to him. "I can't look at you" I whisper truthfully. "Will you talk me to then?" He asks softly. "I can't Michael. I'm not good enough for you. I am just going to bring you down. I am worthless and hopeless, and you are better off without me" I say to him trying to remove his hands from my face. "I have to go" I manage to sob out.

"Sabrina I will never and I mean never let you go. I meant what I said before. I am so sorry for tonight. Please just come home. You can have a hot shower and get into bed. I will sleep on the couch. I just want you with me at home, so I know you are safe. We can talk about it all tomorrow" Michael pleads with me.

His hands drop from my face to grab my hands. My tears are falling so I go to move my hand to wipe them away. Michael won't release my hands and pulls me into his chest and holds me while I sob uncontrollably. Once I have some control over my tears, I push back from him.

He looks directly into my eyes and whispers to me "I am not going anywhere without you. I am here for the long run". I study his face and notice that he is crying with me. He takes my hand and we start heading towards the car. The silence is deafening. You could cut the tension with a knife.

Once at the car, Michael holds the door open for me and closes it as soon as I sit inside. Michael runs around to his side and jumps in, starting the car and taking off towards his house. "I'm sorry" I say barely above a whisper. Michael hears it though. He takes a hand off the wheel to hold mine. Michael gently rubs his thumb across my knuckles whispering back to me "Everything is going to be okay"

Michael pulls the car into the driveway. Jumping out from the driver's seat, he comes around and helps me out. He unlocks the front door and ushers me inside. "Go and have a shower baby. You are freezing from being out so long" He says to me as he locks the front door. I only manage to nod my head at him and slowly take off towards the bathroom.

I start the shower and while waiting for the water to warm up I start stripping out of my clothes. I catch my reflection in the mirror. My eyes are red and puffy. My cheeks are stained with shed tears. The mess looking back at me, makes me cry even more. I step into the shower, allowing the warm water to consume me.

I slink down the shower wall until my butt hits the floor. I bring my knees up to my chest and rest my head on my knees. As I continue to cry, all that is going through my head is the shock at the amount of tears I have. I thought they would have dried up by now. Michael comes into the bathroom and sees where I am. He strips off his clothes

"Scoot forward babe" he says to me. I do as he says and move forwards. Scrunching myself up into a ball on the floor. He drops down behind me and pulls me into his chest. He just holds me and lets me cry. Using soothing words and rubbing my arms and neck.

"I'm so sorry for leaving. Please forgive me. I can't be without you" I cry out to Michael while he still comforts me. "Shhh babe. I got you. I've always got you. It'll always be you and me against the world. You are the Lois Lane to my Clark Kent" Michael coo's into my ear. I giggle at his response. "You are such a nerd" "But I'm your nerd"

We get out of the shower once the water goes cold. Michael hands me a towel and wraps himself in one. We walk out to the bedroom and lay down in the bed. He has me wrapped up tight in his arms. I settle down into his chest and the sound of his heart beating lulls me into a sleep. A sleep my whole body needs.