AllFreeNovel
Share Us
SUFFER THE WOUNDS
PRESENT
“Why did things end the way they did?” I ask him, filling the silence we’ve grown comfortable with as we sit on our designated swings.
This is the second time we’ve met here, at the park across the street from my office, and I can’t help but keep him at a distance while we try to figure out what the hell we’re doing.
He grimaces and I wonder where the old Abraham has gone. The one who could always find a reason to smile or make light of the toughest situations.
The one who didn’t take my concerns seriously back then, when I let him lead me down a path I had no business trekking.
To be fair, it wasn’t just him. I could’ve said no.
No.
I could’ve said no and meant it.
He clears his throat and I lean forward, unable to look at him as he travels back to the place that shaped me. For better or worse, I couldn’t say.
“Remember I told you that I took the job as a favor to a friend?”
His words are raspy and my heart plummets at the emotion in his voice.
I nod, words escaping me, tears threatening.
Please, I think to myself. But what am I pleading for?
For this story to not break me further.
There was a time when we relished on how beautifully I would crack; how my resolve would weaken, and I would give in to this magnetic man. We both knew it was inevitable.
But this kind of break would have splinters and shards, pieces that would be far too dangerous for the average hands to handle.
And one look at Abraham tells me he’d try.
He’d suffer the wounds to hold me again.
