I Can't Let You Disappear From My Life A Second Time

Chapter Two

[A/N: I hope your ready for more angst.]

"Eda," Serkan said. He hadn't spoken her names just saying it brought him pain. Regret.

"I can't believe it's you," Eda's smile came back and it was like seeing a star shining brightly in the night sky. "It's been so long,"

"Years," Serkan said, his voice deepening with emotion. "When did you move back to Turkey. Last I heard you were in Italy."

"I moved back two months ago, I thought about reaching out to you but I.." she licked her lips. "I wasn't sure you would want to hear from me."

"Why wouldn't I?" Serkan's brow furrowed. He had never once blamed her for how things turned between them.

"I know how much I hurt you when I left," Eda said, remorse in her voice. "I was angry and I wanted to hurt you for keeping the truth from me. It was wrong. I know that and I regret it but I can't change it. I am sorry."

"Don't," Serkan stepped closer to her, he reached for her hand instinctively. "Don't apologize. You don't need to."

Eda swallowed. "Serkan, I-"

"Eda,"

Eda pulled her hands from Serkans, turning to the man he was with. He stood a few feet away, the little girl now in his arms. "Are you coming?"

"Yes, I'll be there," Eda told him and turned back to Serkan. "I'm sorry, I have to-,"

"I understand," Serkan said. "It was nice to see you again."

Eda nodded. "You too,"

Serkan watched as she turned and walked over to her family, the little girl reaching for her when she was in touching distance leaning forward.

Eda took the girls in her arms, her eyes shining with love for the child as she pressed a kiss against her cheek.

When the man leaned forward, sweeping his hand down the girl's back and pressed a kiss Eda's temple he had to turn away.

He walked quickly from the room, it was a charity event. He went in attendance for his mother who was running late.

He made it outside but it wasn't enough, he walked toward his car, his hands coming down to steady himself against the car.

His breaths came quickly, he closed his eyes trying to calm himself.

Eda flashed in his eyes, her smile bright and adoring, her image shifted and a man cupped her face, his mouth pressing into hers.

Serkan's eyes snapped open and he slammed his fist into the hood of his car. Again and again, until the pain in the knuckles was all he could feel.

"Serkan!"

He whipped around to see Seelin standing a few feet away, looking alarmed.

She took a step forward. "What's wrong? What has happened?"

"Don't!" Serkan raised his hand, signaling for her not to come closer, blood coating his knuckles. "Just don't, Selin."

He ripped his car door open, putting his car in gear, he sped out of the parking lot, tires screeching against the asphalt, leaving behind the smell of burning rubber.

Serkan weaved through the traffic, needing to get away as fast as possible. Needing to escape.

He didn't stop until he reached his home. He parked his car and walked through the garden of hikimbase roses, the doctor rose.

He bought the house from a client.

Eda's words about wanting to always live in a house like this were all the encouragement he needed to convince his client to sell the property to him and he remodeled into Eda's image for the house.

Serkan walked through his front door and was greeted by Sirius. The dog moved slower and was getting up there in age but Serkan was always on top of his pet medical care.

Serkan stopped in his living and sat down on the cushions, he pulled off his jacket tossing it beside and slipped his tie off, he scrubbed a hand down his face.

He looked down at his coffee table and was met with the birthday world globe that Eda had given him years ago.

When he moved in, he gathered his box of things that held significance to history with Eda and spread out throughout the house, his pictures of them framed. The photo from their fake engagement sat near the globe on the table, he leaned forward gazed at it. He brought his hands together, the knuckles cut and bleeding.

He started twisting the ring on his hand, he closed his eyes and he saw Eda standing in front of him, smiling the little girl in her arms, both extending their hands out to him.

"Stop it," Serkan told himself, rubbing his eyes roughly against his closed eyelids, forcing the image away.

It hurt when Eda left almost 5 years ago more than he can put into words but somehow seeing she forgot him and move on with her life felt so much worse.

He didn't think he could feel worse than he did.

He wishes he was the emotionless robot that Eda claimed him to be. Surely feeling nothing was better than this cold feeling spreading through him.

Love was nothing but pain. You couldn't outrun it, escape from it. All you do was suffer as it consumed you whole leaving nothing behind but the shell of the person used to be.

A/N: The next chapter will be in Eda's perspective and some questions will be answered.