Alone With Ross

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I nodded in thought. "Seems like him." She looked at me curiously, "He was always like that, he always claimed he never had a jealous bone in his body, but any guy who attempted to talk to me in school would treat me as if I had the plague the next day."

"Was he.... Violent?"

Did she know about his disorder?

"At times. I mean, I would try my best to not upset him but both of us are hot heads." I said sheepishly.

"He doesn't act up often, but when he does I just don't know how to help him." She confessed.

"Well, if I learned one thing, it's that you don't make matters worse by screaming at him. Learned that the hard way." Recalling our past arguments, I grew uncomfortable. Because it was in the past when we actually had something to fight for.

Now there's nothing left to fight for.

"Has he ever hurt you?!?" She asked in concern and my eyes widened as I quickly shook my head.

"God no! Emotionally yeah sure, but physically he would never." I couldn't even stomach the thought so I set my wine to the side.

"I'm just trying to understand him better. He gets really closed off, and it makes it hard to fathom spending the rest of our lives together." She wiggles her ring finger and I looked at it with envy.

"Does he snore now?" I asked curiously making her laugh.

"Yes, he wakes me up every night." She giggled and I shook my head fighting a smile.

"Does he still sing in the shower?"

"Without fail." She confirmed and this time we shared a laugh and I felt tears spring to my eyes. "You okay?"

"Y-yeah." I wiped at my eyes offering her a smile. "It's nice to know what's different and what's the same with him." I looked her in the eyes as I partially lied. "I'm happy he has you now, I did so much damage."

Danielle was looking at the ground. "Could you tell me what happened?" She asked quietly.

"It's a long story." I was unsure but she put her hand on mine.

"I can keep up, besides we have time to kill."

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"And so that's the reason why we talk over the phone, he's worried I'll do something to hurt myself." I sighed. "But it's going to stop. The phone calls, the emails, everything." Of course I didn't tell her that merely two days ago I had my tongue down her fiancées throat, but I wasn't about to start drama until after Vi's wedding.

"Y-you don't have to." She tried to reassure me. "Now that I understand I'm not going to come after you like a crazy girlfriend anymore."

I shook my head. "No, it's time." My lips went into a tight line. "We've been in a back and forth for years and it's time to move on." I lulled my head to the side, my head feeling Light from all the wine. "Anything set in stone for the wedding?"

"The color scheme is black, white and yellow." She scrunched her nose. "I'm wearing my mothers dress, I still have to get it altered because who knows how much weight I'm going to gain when it's finally time." She sighed and I raised my brow.