The cold air hit the both of them as they stood outside in the rain just staring at each other. He looked at her not understanding why she wanted to run away so badly. He gazed into her light brown eyes wondering what she could possibly be so afraid of. The rain continued to pour onto the both of them and they both just stood there waiting for who would speak up first. He felt his feet pulse closer to her, but she retrieved backwards. âI canât keep doing this Giordanyâ. She said to him without even picking up her head to look at his eyes. âWhy not?â âWhy donât you want this too? Iâm always fighting for you. I need to understand how youâre feeling and your perspective of things. How am I supposed to know if you donât talk to me?â Tears started to fall from her eyes, but it blended into the rain. He wasnât able to tell. âGiordany how? How am I supposed to open up to you, if Iâm so scared?â âTry. Plus weâre going to get sick out here in this freezing rain.â âWell if you wouldnât have brought me out here, I couldâve been at home.â âNow itâs my fault.â âNo! Everything is always mine! Canât you just see that?â She paused. She started to head back to her car. He ran after her and stopped in front of her. âBaby no, I just canât let you leave and we havenât resolved this. Stop pushing me away. For once, let someone love you the right way instead of pushing.â He felt so helpless looking at her noticing all of her tears. Her eyes looked petrified of the unknown because of all the brokenness sheâs ever felt. All he wanted to do was protect her, but she pushed further. He pulled her towards him and hugged her, wrapping her head in his arms. She started to sob on his chest. âWeâre really two idiots for standing out here in the freezing rain arguing.â He smirked looking down at her. âIâm the idiot whoâll fight for what he wants. This idiot wants you.â âGiordany..â She pulled away. He looked at her only praying for a light to just understand her. All he wanted to do was bring her peace, but he was unable to do so because of her own thoughts. People made it difficult for the both of them because all they did was judge. Her having anxiety added onto her worries she already had over the relationship. âYou canât just give up every time someone says something to you about us. Everyone is always going to talk no matter what. You have to have faith and trust that weâre going to be okay. Receive peace. Iâm not here to harm you if anything, I just want to take care of you. Please. Let me do my job.â He could feel his strength fading out, but he wouldnât tell her that because he wanted to make her feel as protected as possible. He felt his throat clog up because he was fighting the tears praying to find some type of strength inside of him to continue fighting for this woman before him. He understood that sheâs never had anything good before. He just wanted one chance to prove to her that this would be different. He saw her shoulders loosen. âFine Gi.â âI know youâre right. I canât keep pushing you because Iâm afraid. Iâm just afraid that something could finally work for me. I know that thatâs something that shouldn’t be feared, but when all youâve been given is brokenness and you see something good being given to you, you feel the pressure. You see it and donât want to ruin it so you run from it because you think itâs too good to be true and you donât want to accept the blessing thatâs being given to you. I thought Iâd be ready. My whole life I thought I’d be ready for a moment like this. I suppose I would never be ready. Iâm sorry for pushing. Iâm sorry for constantly trying to give up when I shouldnât. Iâm sorry because I know youâre trying and you never fail to show me. Just be patient with me. Iâm willing to try for once.â He couldnât stop feeling this joy inside of him overflowing. He knew all he wanted was this woman standing before him, but he couldnât pressure her. He felt this peace come over him. A peace full of understanding, patience, and love. He knew then that he would have to let her lead in order to give her the time she needed to trust him. He couldnât stop smiling and looking at her walk away. âGi can we please leave Iâm freezing my butt off and we look dumb out here.â âOh yeah right, sorry babe.â He ran to get the door for her. Â
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