Aftermath
Made up. This is for you...
He wakes in the night. Something has disturbed him. He looks around. You are not there; you have crawled to the bottom of the bed and are crying quietly. At least you thought you were crying quietly. He sits up and puts the light on.
Your face is a mess. Eyes swollen, nose running. He gets out of bed and leads you to the bathroom. Washes your face. His own is expressionless. When you are cleaned up, you kneel at his feet, shaking.
He is confused.
The punishment is over. You safeworded, he was more than happy with that. Why are you at his feet looking as if your world is about to implode?
The thought occurs to him that your lives are almost totally entwined; that if you were to leave him, there would be a huge you-shaped hole in his life.
He doesn’t want to lose you. Ever.
Cupping your head in his hands he looks down into your eyes, willing you to read what he will never say…
He wakes in the night. Something has disturbed him. He looks around. You are not there; you have crawled to the bottom of the bed and are crying quietly. At least you thought you were crying quietly. He sits up and puts the light on.
Your face is a mess. Eyes swollen, nose running. He gets out of bed and leads you to the bathroom. Washes your face. His own is expressionless. When you are cleaned up, you kneel at his feet, shaking.
He is confused.
The punishment is over. You safeworded, he was more than happy with that. Why are you at his feet looking as if your world is about to implode?
The thought occurs to him that your lives are almost totally entwined; that if you were to leave him, there would be a huge you-shaped hole in his life.
He doesn’t want to lose you. Ever.
Cupping your head in his hands he looks down into your eyes, willing you to read what he will never say…