parts of myself just for a taste of happiness.
“Lia, what’s wrong?” he asked.
“I feel so stupid.”
“Why would you say that?”
“Christian, I’m really not a great friend to have. I’m moody and stubborn. I often say the wrong things at the worst times. I’m clumsy, irresponsible, and sometimes even dangerous. I don’t want you to waste your time and energy on me. I don’t even know who I am half of the time. How can I be so selfish to pretend I’m someone else just for the company? You deserve better.”
“I’m sorry you feel that way, but it’s not true. What kind of person would I be if I didn’t help you overcome your demons? All of us have secrets, Lia. Some people can learn to move on while others need a push in the right direction. I’m not the type to give up that easily. If that’s what you’re expecting, I’m sorry to disappoint you,” he sighed as the car came to a stop. He turned toward me, his eyes boring in the side of my head, until I finally got the nerve to look at him.
“Do you want to know what I see when I look at you?” hesitantly, I nodded.
“I see someone who is more afraid of herself than any other being on the planet. I see a woman who has been forced to lead a sheltered and miserable life because of pain she’s too afraid to let go of. Someone who cares so much about the people she loves, she would run to the end of the earth and back if need be. But most of all, I see the Lia that you’re afraid to see. You are amazing. You don’t even know the type of power you possess or how truly unique you are. You will never forget anything that has caused you pain, but if you can forgive yourself, you can start to heal and grow into someone even more incredible than you already are. Now tell me, what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t want you to see what I see?” I felt the heat in my cheeks and my heart thundered. I wanted to be that Lia, but I was so lost I was lucky to remember my name.
“Thank you. I don’t really know what to say. There are so many things I’m afraid of, I don’t know how to live my life without it. Fear has crippled me for so long…”I forced the anxiety and pain away. He didn’t need to witness a mental breakdown.
“Okay, enough with the heavy. I wanted to be better today and I’m going to try my damndest to make that happen. I’m sorry I said…” he put his finger to my lips.
“Don’t apologize. I want to know who you are which includes how you feel. Now wait here and I’ll help you out of the car, okay?” I nodded.
He slowly leaned away from me and exited the car. The shock flittered through me again as he held my hips and eased my feet to touch the ground. Not once did he take his eyes from mine.
I felt the change in the air before he did and slowly slid from his grasp. I couldn’t let him know how he made me feel physically. I wanted him so badly my muscles ached, but I couldn’t ruin everything by losing control.
“Well then, let me show you around. It’s not glamorous, but it’s my home nonetheless. Come on,” he led me through the door, a huge smile plastered on his face.
CHAPTER 8
The front room was incredibly beautiful. A large dark brown leather sectional sat along the far wall, surrounded by tables adorned with pictures of who I assumed was his family. Built in book cases lined the walls, containing hundreds if not thousands of books. A very large stone fireplace stood opposite the sectional with a gigantic flat screen TV above it. I was in awe as he led me to a gourmet kitchen that housed countless windows and stainless steel fixtures.
“These two rooms were additions I built after I returned home. I spend little time here. I actually prefer the areas I’d grown up in, it turns out,” he added leading me through another doorway.
The smaller living room was cozy and peaceful. The vibes exhilarated me and I fell in love with it. There were as many book cases as the