Ümmühan
@_ummu
"You're safe," he whispered, cupping my cheek in his hand, eyes boring holes straight through my soul. "I promise."
That word.
God.
That one word broke me.
It was all too much.
My life.
Those girls.
My father.
And in the middle of it all, I could only see him.
This boy.
It was nice.
She was nice to think about.
She was fucking beautiful.
Her voice.
Her hair.
Her smell.
The way she spoke.
Every single part of her.
Dammit, I knew she was vulnerable.
That feeling I had earlier today?
The pain I was so sure I'd seen in her eyes.
It was real, it was there, I recognized it, and now I could do something about it.
I could prevent anything like this from happening again.
It wouldn’t happen again.
Not on my goddamn watch.
It mattered that she was able to do this to me.
It mattered that, hours later, I was still thinking about her, wondering about her, and inevitably worrying about her.
It mattered that she mattered when no one ever mattered to me before.
What the hell was going on?
What happened to her?
And why the fuck was I obsessing about her like this?
I barely knew the girl.
It shouldn’t matter to me.
Jaysus, I needed to get a life.