THIRD PERSON'S POV
The pass few days has seem to follow by quickly, much to quickly for the brunette to process her thoughts on the events that has been happening
her mind had been keeping her awake for most nights as she laid in the big bed staring up at the ceiling , and to make things worse the taller woman has not been seen or heard of in the past few days . almost as if she had ghost the whole world
and yet once again genevieve stared up at the ceiling once again , the eyebags evident on her face as she fiddled with her fingers. the incident that happened at alejandro's funeral replaying over and over in her head like a never ending tape that cannot be switched nor turned off
the fear she felt upon seeing her wife that consumed by anger and the horrified look on asia's face , she felt so useless that night as she could've prevented what had happened between the two . yet the fear made her stuck in her place
so the part of her mind blamed herself for that very night
and that guilt built up in her each time , the brunette felt so tired both mentally and physically and she wondered when this would end
the talk she had with asia had wondered through her mind as she hadn't heard from the older woman since , maybe she actually took the brunette's advice
genevieve sighed deeply as she did for the millionth time as she got up from the bed , she picked up her robe from the chair and put it on . she needed to distract her mind somehow
switching on the lights she looked around the room , it felt so empty and cold without bellarosa and just the thought of her made the brunette tear up
she missed her so much, she missed the happy and carefree bellarosa , she missed the sarcastic and funny bellarosa , she missed the caring and soft hearted bellarosa that had that brightening smile on her face and that spark of joy and light in her dark eyes
she missed her hugs and kisses , she missed her comforting words and blunt remarks . she missed the blabbering and blushing mess bellarosa would be when she talked about her new inventions and ideas
the brunette missed her wife
she missed her bells
genevieve felt the droplets of her tears land on her cheeks as she sat on the edge of the bed , if she could—she would take all the taller woman's pain away just to see her happy once more
the brunette's head suddenly snapped up when hearing the bedroom door open and genevieve felt her chest heave and heart skip a beat
the taller woman stepped into the room as the brunette could see the evident heavy eyebags under her eyes , she stood from the bed taking in the sight of her . the brunette blinked her eyes rapidly as if she's trying to convince herself that this was not her hallucinating
she had on a pair of black sweats matching the black hoodie with her outgrown hair that would lay below her shoulders now in a messed bun paired with her glasses
the brunette forgot about everything as she rushed to the woman bringing her into a tight hug
bellarosa's body tensed at the contact as she was hesitant to hug the woman back , afraid that she might hurt her again. she was ashamed of her actions and felt like she didn't deserve to even touch a hair on the brunette's head
genevieve felt the hesitation as she tightened her hold around her neck "it's okay..." whispered the woman , her soft heart could never be angry at the taller woman
bellarosa's eyes watered as the guilt overfilled her even more at the brunette's soft tone and tender , warm hugs she oh so dearly missed
the taller woman had isolated herself at a hotel and would most of the time be in her lab , one of the things that calmed her as she needed to take time away and gather her thoughts. to build up courage to face the brunette after what she had done
and just seeing the sight of the brunette calmed her even more , being in her arms was even more blissful
bellarosa's body finally caved in the hug as she buried her face in the brunette's neck wrapping her arms around her waist tightly, afraid if she let go the brunette would leave her forever
genevieve closed her eyes holding the taller woman even more close , savoring the peaceful moment for once
the taller woman pulled from the embrace yet still held the brunette close. genevieve gave her a soft smile cupping her face , the taller woman glanced to her hands as the memories flooded back
slowly she took ahold of the brunette's hands , her eyes gazing over the small scratches on her soft palms
guilt
was all the taller woman felt as she stared at the scars for a moment to long , the brunette sighed lightly trying to move her hands out her view but the taller woman kept them firm in her hold
"bells..." she called out gently trying to steer her attention away from her hands
bellarosa didn't answer as she brought the woman's hands up to her lips as she kissed each small scar gently , the brunette could feel the raw emotion in each soft kiss making her tear up as she cupped the woman's face once more pulling her down to her height as their lips met
the taller woman clinged onto the brunette as the woman—her wife was her only source of happiness in this terrible world , she was the light of hope that brought her out of the shell of the endless pit of suffering
she was the piece that was missing in her hollow chest and the heat that made her cold heart melt , the only thought that every crossed her mind and the only thing she craved every single second that passes by
she was the drug she was addicted to , her only lifeline
genevieve barlow broke down the high stone cold walls the taller woman had built and would do anything and everything for her
and the taller woman promised from this day forth , she would try and help herself from the own chaos she causes in her life for the better. she needed to better herself for the empire she has to run , she needs to better herself for her dearest wife
and she needs to better herself...for herself
"i'm really sorry evie..."
"...i know.."