Reality [DonBelle]

TEN

I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.

Her words continuously repeat in my head, causing my heart to race and my cheeks to flush.
She missed me?
Was there a hidden meaning in her words?

The frustration of not being able to make sense of the situation only caused me to feel anger. I scoff,

"You miss me?" I ask in disbelief causing her eyebrows to furrow in confusion.

I grab her hands softly and remove them off my face. After dropping her hands, I begin to back away not wanting to be near her. I furiously turn around and walk away from her. I hear her groan and chase after me,

"Donny wait!"

I abruptly stop and quickly turn to face her, rage visible on my face. She quickly stops and takes a step back nervously.

"You miss me? Really? Did you just realize that after ignoring me for 7 fucking days?" I angrily ask, no longer in control of my frustration. Her eyes widen, surprised of my outburst.

"Donny-" I cut her off,

"Why?" I suddenly ask.

She stares at me, pain evident her eyes. I look away, feeling my heart shatter at the sight of her sad state. She slowly wipes away her tears and asks,

"What?" I turn my gaze towards her,

"7 days Belle, why did you ignore me for a whole week? What did I do?" I ask her, desperation in my voice, ignoring the tears that have started to cascade down my cheeks. She looks down, causing me to continue,

"Cause Belle, I didn't do shit to you! Yeah I'm into it! So what if I didn't tell you?" I angrily wipe away my tears. She silently listens to me, regret visible on her face.

"Is that why you're so pissed at me? Were you so d..disgusted by that fact?" I internally scold myself at the sound of my voice.

I sounded vulnerable, and that was something I wanted to avoid, especially in front of Belle. She stares at me in horror,

"What? Of course not!" She replies quickly.

"Then why?!" I angrily ask.

"I..I was just hurt that you didn't trust me enough to tell me the truth." She replies.

I stare at her not convinced that that was the only reason. She looks away nervously and tucks in a strand of her hair behind her ears. I grit my teeth and ask,

"Really? That's the only reason? You could've just told me that instead of shutting me out!" I was hurt.

She continues to avoid my eyes, shifting uncomfortably. We stand there for a few seconds, not uttering a single word. Not being able to conceal my pain anymore I finally decided to let my shattered heart take control of my voice.

"Why are you always hurting me Belle?" I weakly ask her.

I was mentally and physically tired of this pain. This is my breaking point, I can't do this anymore. I'm done. She quickly looks at my face, shocked and confused,

"W..What do you mean always?" She asks.

I didn't respond right away. I take a step closer to her, causing her to widen her eyes slightly at our close proximity. I lift up my hand slowly and place it on her cheek. She tenses but immediately softens at my touch. I gently wipe away her tears. My breath hitches when she places her hand over mine and leans into my touch. I lean foreword and press my forehead against hers. I see her eyes flicker to my lips and to my eyes causing my heart pound loudly against my chest. I slowly shut my eyes tight and softly say,