Brave

Ice-cold fear ran down his spine. He felt afraid as she got out of the elevator and walked towards him. His heart pounded madly like a jackhammer. I knew I shouldn’t have left her that voicemail, he thought woefully. It’s not often that a man like him is rejected. He was very popular with the ladies (and gentlemen, of course); but he couldn’t bear it if he were rejected by her, the one person that mattered most to him.

Come on, man! Stop being afraid and tell her everything! His mind exclaimed. If you don’t, you will lose her forever! His mind continued, hitting him where it hurts. He didn’t want to lose her, but the risk still remains. Heaving a sigh, he said to himself, “I’m done being afraid.”

Butterflies. Swarms upon swarms of butterflies filled her stomach. She felt anxious as she exited the elevator and walked towards him. Her heart raced while her mind peaked with curiosity. I didn’t expect him to leave me that voicemail. She thought. Though it’s a good thing that he did because going backward is not okay for anyone. Not even him. She mentally concluded.

She had been popular once, but that was because she had shown her assets to the world at a time when she was young and wild. Men fawned over her because of her body and not what she is like as a person. The one person who did treat her with the respect she deserves didn’t pay much attention to her, and they ended up going their separate ways. The past is the past. Time to stop being afraid and start being brave. She thought, gathering up her courage.

He watched as her as she stopped in front of him, her lips opened as if to speak. He held his breath dreading the words that would come. He has been hurt before by those that he had cared about, but he would be brave for her. No more going backward. He thought determinedly, standing up as straight as he could.

She watched as his face pale slightly and she suddenly felt scared that she might push him away as she had unwittingly done before. Banishing the thought away she took a breath and said, “I got your message.” He nodded before saying, “Yes, thank you for coming. Before I start telling you everything, maybe you should sit down.” He said, gesturing to the couch.

After sitting down, he then proceeded to tell her the truth. She listened intently, hanging onto every word as her brain put all the pieces together. When he showed her what he actually looked like, her eyes went wide with shock. He was telling the truth the entire time. She thought. How could I be so blind? “Was it painful?” She asked gently.

He nodded and said, “It was painful at first, but now it’s just a dull pain that I feel every now and then.” She reached out a hand and touched his cheek, her eyes glistened with tears. “Why are you crying?” He asked, feeling that he had done something to upset her. “I’m crying because I’m angry at your father. How could he do this to you?” He felt his own eyes sting as he took in her words. No one had shown him this much compassion in his entire existence.

Just then, her phone started to ring and the tender moment was broken. “It’s work, I have to go.” She said apologetically as she got up to leave. Feeling brave, he asked, “Will I see you at work later?” She hesitated for a moment and he thought that she is rejecting him. Who would want to work with a monster? Sensing his dejection, she put a hand under his chin and made him look up at her. “I’ll see you later at work, okay?” She said with a smile. “Of course, darling.” He said, returning her smile with one of his own as she made her way back to the elevator.

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