Aria
“Mason.”
“Crash, Baby.”
“I-I” Shaking my head into his chest I have to push down the sobs that want to let loose. I know now isn’t the time, he’s hurting and confused, it’s not time to give him more of my s**t. “I missed you.”
“I love you, Crash.” He pulls me tighter, too it seems, I can feel his arms and knees shaking, his body needs more time, but his spirit is stubborn. “That’s why you need to stop it with the s**t you’ve been doing.”
“I thought we called a cease-fire.” I groan while pulling away slightly. I want to see him, steady him, support him, but I know I need to give him the privacy and control he’s craving. But I can’t fight with him, I know I deserve his anger and confusion but right now I can’t fight
