This has been the worst week of my life... my parents got divorced. I fee like this is all my fault, ive cried every day this week.
My amazing boyfriend Daniel has been trying his best to help me.
I was laying in my bed wrapped in my blankets hugging my pillow, crying my eyes out with daniel blowing ip my phone saying hes coming over.
I didnt have the energy to respond. A couple minutes later i hear the front door open and foot steps up the stairs & into my room.
"princess." he says
But i dont move i stay in the same position. I feel him lay in the bed next to me wrapping his arm around me tightly laying his chin on my head.
"hey, its okay my love" he says rubbing my back
Again i say nothing.
"can you look at me at least??" he asks
I turn around and face him as he places his hand on my cheek.
"hi" he smiles
I weakly smile at him, placing my hand on top of his.
"its all my fault dani, ive been a horrible daughter. Thats why theyre splitting up..." i cry
"y/n. Youre 19, this in no way shape or form is your fault , i can promise you that. They both love you the same as they did" he says
I look him in the eyes and break down once again.
"oh baby" He pulls me into a hug, playing with my hair softly , as he kissed the top of my head.
"its okay" he kept repeating
"daniel?" i ask
"mmhh?"
"thank you"
"dont think me y/n, its my job to protect you & keep you happy" he says smiling which made me smile back
"i love you" i say
"i love you more beautiful" He kissed my forehead once again.
I really love this boy, letting me cry on his chest when my times were rough not caring that hes missing out on guy time. He was here with me making sure i was perfectly okay & safe in his arms.
God i love him.
