asks when I sigh for the third time.
“How do you know that love me?” I ask looking up at him.
“Because before I met you my life was empty. Then I met you and I felt like I truly had everything. These last few weeks where I have gone days without seeing you, I missed you. But not just as in I missed seeing you or hearing you laugh. It wasn’t even the sex I missed. It was just your presence in my life; I missed that part of you that makes me feel complete. My life isn’t the same without you. That’s how I know I love you.”
“You really mean that?” I whisper overcome with emotion, I can feel my eyes filling up and a tear escapes.
He lifts his hand and wipes the tear away, “Baby, come home and spend the night with me so I can feel whole again.”
“God I love you” I smile up at him.
As promised he takes me home and we feel whole again together.
***
My phone ringing wakes me up and I jump out of bed to answer it, hoping that everything is okay with my father.
“Hello?” I whisper into frantically pulling on my clothes.
“Lou?” is whispered back but it isn’t my father and by now I am already walking down the stairs while pulling on one of my shoes.
“Who is this?” I ask moving the phone to my other so I can pull my other shoe on.
“Umm it’s Kyle” he says still whispering.
“Why are you ringing so late?” I stop my journey and sit down on the stairs “and how did you get my number?”
“I wanted to talk to you and you’ve been avoiding me. I’m outside, will you come out please? Or let me in?”
I frown at my phone and walk to the windows looking through the curtains but I don’t see him.
“Where are you? I can’t see you” I open the front door to make sure but he isn’t here.
“I’m stood right by the front door”
“You’re at my dads aren’t you?” I ask remembering that I’ve been staying there lately.
“You’re not?” he asks me sounding confused.
“No, I’m at my house”
“Oh” is all he says, for a few minutes none of us say anything just hold the phones to our ears, only our breathing can be heard. “Do you still live in the same house?” he finally asks breaking the silence.
“Umm no … I live two streets down from your parents” I sigh remembering the house we shared before he left me.
“How’s your dad?” he asks and I can tell he’s on the move again.
“He’s getting worse, they don’t think he will have much longer” I sigh walking away from own house.
“That’ not what I meant”
“He’s the same, grumpy and stubborn. He’s not talking to me anymore”
“Why not?”
“Because he wants me to act like everything is normal and I can’t”
“How are you holding up?” he asks on a sigh.
“Truthfully?” I ask stalling for time.
“Would I ever accept any less?” he asks pretending to be offended.
“I guess not” I smile at his old answer every time I asked that “I’m struggling. I don’t know what it’s going to do to me when I loose him. He’s all I’ve got left, he was my rock
“How do you know that love me?” I ask looking up at him.
“Because before I met you my life was empty. Then I met you and I felt like I truly had everything. These last few weeks where I have gone days without seeing you, I missed you. But not just as in I missed seeing you or hearing you laugh. It wasn’t even the sex I missed. It was just your presence in my life; I missed that part of you that makes me feel complete. My life isn’t the same without you. That’s how I know I love you.”
“You really mean that?” I whisper overcome with emotion, I can feel my eyes filling up and a tear escapes.
He lifts his hand and wipes the tear away, “Baby, come home and spend the night with me so I can feel whole again.”
“God I love you” I smile up at him.
As promised he takes me home and we feel whole again together.
***
My phone ringing wakes me up and I jump out of bed to answer it, hoping that everything is okay with my father.
“Hello?” I whisper into frantically pulling on my clothes.
“Lou?” is whispered back but it isn’t my father and by now I am already walking down the stairs while pulling on one of my shoes.
“Who is this?” I ask moving the phone to my other so I can pull my other shoe on.
“Umm it’s Kyle” he says still whispering.
“Why are you ringing so late?” I stop my journey and sit down on the stairs “and how did you get my number?”
“I wanted to talk to you and you’ve been avoiding me. I’m outside, will you come out please? Or let me in?”
I frown at my phone and walk to the windows looking through the curtains but I don’t see him.
“Where are you? I can’t see you” I open the front door to make sure but he isn’t here.
“I’m stood right by the front door”
“You’re at my dads aren’t you?” I ask remembering that I’ve been staying there lately.
“You’re not?” he asks me sounding confused.
“No, I’m at my house”
“Oh” is all he says, for a few minutes none of us say anything just hold the phones to our ears, only our breathing can be heard. “Do you still live in the same house?” he finally asks breaking the silence.
“Umm no … I live two streets down from your parents” I sigh remembering the house we shared before he left me.
“How’s your dad?” he asks and I can tell he’s on the move again.
“He’s getting worse, they don’t think he will have much longer” I sigh walking away from own house.
“That’ not what I meant”
“He’s the same, grumpy and stubborn. He’s not talking to me anymore”
“Why not?”
“Because he wants me to act like everything is normal and I can’t”
“How are you holding up?” he asks on a sigh.
“Truthfully?” I ask stalling for time.
“Would I ever accept any less?” he asks pretending to be offended.
“I guess not” I smile at his old answer every time I asked that “I’m struggling. I don’t know what it’s going to do to me when I loose him. He’s all I’ve got left, he was my rock
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