Philophobia

"You've become so damaged that when someone wants to give you what you deserve , you have no idea what to respond." i said and look into his eyes trying find just a glimpse of emotion.

He take a step further to me which made me take one step back. He watched my heels as I tried to gain my balance again.

He slowly lifted his head and started speaking when his eyes found mines.

"You are scared of me."

"Fear is not real. It's a product of thoughts you create. Do not misunderstand me, danger is very real. But fear is a choice and i don't fear you." i said, my voice coming out a lot weaker than i expected.

"You think I'm dangerous."

"No, I don't think so." i tried to sound as brave as possible.

"Always the same lie." He said just before smashing his lips into mine.

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