End of Understanding

Chapter 7: Vulnerability Release

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I know, I know. It has been over a month since I last updated and for that I am really sorry. Just, please, don't hurt me! I promise I didn't mean to do it on purpose. Life happened and most of you guys know how it is when business strikes. THE UPDATE IS HERE THOUGH!!!!

I need y'all's help! I need to know who you think I should cast as John, Matthew, Mrs. Rivero, and Annette!!! Thanks lovelies! Stay beautimous!

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Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

By the fourth ring I was starting to worry that Mr. Huff would never pick up the phone. I had called once about an hour ago and it had gone straight to voice mail. Of course, I didn't doubt that he was a busy man considering that he seemed to be very wealthy, but I still worried that he would never pick up so that I could thank him a million times over.

"Jacob Huff speaking," a deep business-like voice spoke into the phone.

"Oh! Good afternoon, sir. My name is Trinity Vein," I responded into the phone.

"Judging by the fact that you said, 'good afternoon,' when it is 7 in the evening, I am going to guess you just received my check." Bewildered, I looked at the clock on the wall across from me and it hit me just how long this day had been. I could have sworn it was just noon.

"Yes sir. I did just receive the check. I wanted to thank you for being so generous and-"

"How about this Miss Vein, you are going through a rough time. I don't know your story or anything about the loss you are currently going through, but I would like to. If we could meet in the comfort center at 8, I would love to hear all about it. I can stay for as long as needed and I would like to bring my wife as well, if that is okay. You can bring whoever you feel most comfortable with along. Does that sound okay," he cut me off and asked politely.

"Are you sure that is okay, Mr. Huff? I am sure that you are a very busy man and I wouldn't want to intrude," I reply.

"I am positive. I will see you soon, Miss Vein."

"You too, Mr. Huff."

As soon as I responded he hung up. He wasn't rude in any way, but he knew that I didn't want to have to deal with every pleasantry and formality there was before ending a simple phone call.

"What'd he say, Trin," Matt asked.

"He wants to meet in the comfort center in.... 15 minutes," I answered after pausing to look over at the clock. "I would like for you to come though. He said that I could bring along anyone that I felt comfortable with."

"Of course I'll come." Matthew said while walking over to me and grabbing my hand in his. He placed a gentle kiss on the back before pulling me into a hug.

It was nice to be comforted for once rather than being the one to comfort. I was always the one to hold John. I was always the one to kiss him on the forehead and tell him that everything was going to be alright. But, at the same time, I hated feeling this weak. I hated feeling like I needed everyone to do everything for me. I hated feeling like I would break if someone other than someone I loved touched me. It was a terrible feeling to be vulnerable. I didn't know whether to let myself fall victim to the vulnerability or to shoo it away before I fell into that pit of helplessness. Matthew knew that I was battling myself so he helped me with whichever side I was battling with the most when I needed it. He would be there either way and that was all that mattered.