Scared To Love You Again

"You deserved a real man to protect you and take care of you." Mm. So much for that. "How could I have done that sitting behind bars?" He takes my face in his hands. "There wasn't a day that went by where I didn't think about you, baby."

I close my eyes as a tear drops down my cheek that he gradually wipes away with his thumb.

"I've missed you so much, Leila." He says in a deep raspy tone. His lips hungrily fall to mine. They feel so foreign yet so warm and familiar. Both of us fighting for dominance as our tongues twirl against each other. My breathing hikes and I can't help but feel the wine taking over my body as I drape myself over his lap. I need him so bad right now. He starts biting little trails down my neck, getting close enough to one of my sweet spots.

I push off him, and rising to my feet. "Nah. I don't believe you." Backing away from him.

He returns a confused look. "Lei-."

"If you missed me, you would've reached out to me."

He finally stands. Sticking both his hands in his pockets.

"One year you've been out. What the fuck have you been doing all this time?" I yell.

He takes a step forward. Ting. Both of our eyes cut to the elevator.

There's a loud drunken screech, "Damiannnn!" Who the fuck is this bitch??