I didn't go into her room to kiss her or for sex. I just wanted her to eat. Just food, that's it. Nothing more and I managed to well and truly blunder my way into hell.
The road to hell isn't paved with good intentions. It's paved with pleasure, passion, desire, love. It's paved with dreams and wishes. It's paved with stupidity. It's paved with lust and want. It's paved with mistakes, and I've just f*cked up royally. Worse still, I have no idea how to fix this. I consider going after her, perhaps following her to her place but what would that achieve if she's scared of me.
I don't just want her.
I bloody well need her.
And now she is gone.
I make my way into the living room area where our breakfast is waiting for us. I walk past it, completely ignoring it and into my room. I dress quickly, plotting away in my head as to how I can make this right.
I glance at the screen of my phone before popping it into my trouser pocket.