His Broken girl

chapter 9

Julia:

After spending an hour hunched up in the shower crying, I got out. got dried and dressed in my nighty. the softness of the silk is more a comfort thing. and it was the nicest thing i owned. I walked into my room to find a movie paused on my bedroom wall, some snacks and another gift.

"What is all this?" I said finding T in the loungeroom.

"well I thought you could use a movie in bed.why? did i do it wrong? is it the wrong movie I can..." I cut him off "no no,its fine, thankyou" I felt a small smile play on my face."Thankyou" He stood up from the couch and pulled me into him. damn. I wish he would tell me who he is, and take off the stupid helmet. " So, how was your first day as a swimming instructor?" He asked, his voice low and husky. " It was good, tiring, but good. the kids are adorable but they are determined to hurt themselves or worse. half the battle was stopping them from hurting themselves." I let out a sigh. I pulled away from him,"Where are you going?" T asked.He sounds so pained. " I am going to snuggle up in bed and watch the movie, are you coming?" He nodded. "oh wait, go get yourself comfortable, I have one more suprise for you." I giggled and went to snuggle up in bed.

A couple of minutes later, T emerged in his boxers holding two coffee cups.My heart fluttered at the sight, my breath hitched as i stared at this mans six pack and perfect v. like damn, this dude is going to put me in an earlu grave. This guy gets me, he seems to really care about me. " hot white chocolate mocha for you and one for me."I took the mug and then laughed. "And how do you plan to drink it?" I asked noting he still had his bike helmet on. "give me a minute" he left and came back in a ski mask, helooked like he was going to rob me. I had to giggle, it was such a funny sight. " One day I will be able to enjoy a cuppa with you without you laughing at me. " in that moment i stopped. I knew that voice...oh my gods...Is that man Te ..." lets press play, You like Deadpool don't you?" He cut off my thoughts and I nodded with a "mmhmm" as i took a sip. It couldnt be Terry, Terry has been terrible to me, but his outburst today at what i was wearing was weird. and then he avoided me. could he be? the more i thought about it the more absurd it felt. It can't be. He hates me as much as I hate him.

I stuffed a chocolate in my mouth and concentrated on the movie, we were only five minutes in and already, as usual I was howling with laughter. I didn't realise I fell asleep. T was snuggled up to me, and I fell back asleep. when I rewoke in the morning I noticed something on my right hand.It was a rose gold ring with what looked like a rose on it made from diamonds and rubys, it had leaves with a green crystal in them as well. it wasnt chunky, it was small and dainty.Oh no. He put it on the ring finger on my right hand. Thats not good, I am not ready for that comitment. I quickly changed it onto my pointer finger. and stared at it, playing with the way the light bounced off the ring,making it sparkle and shine.

I got up out of bed carefully, took my anxiety medication and then made two coffees. Just as I finished up making them. I felt someone press up against my back, I let out a squeak feeling a little startled, I then remembered who it was and relaxed.T spun my around. "You should have woken me up, I would have made them for us. you deserve it" Gods his voice was so sexy first thing in the morning. "I uh wanted to thank you for last night" He lifted the Ski masked and kissed me. I melted into the kiss, it was electric, it was like fire works going off, like sparks flying, like...nothing i have ever felt before. T pulled away. "get your butt back into bed" feeling strange from the kiss, or the loss of his lips and slightly breathless, I nodded and headed back to bed. What was that?

Two minutes later, T walked back in holding the cups of coffee. I went to grab the cup held out to me, but he paused and pulled the cup away. "What?" I asked. feeling a little puzzled. "Thats not the finger I put that ring on? why did you move it? was it too tight? it seemed to fit when I put it on you. I'm glad you are wearing it though." He handed me the cup and I giggled at him tripping over himself. " Umm No it fits beautifully, and I love it but I am not ready for marriage." I took a sip of coffee. I felt very amused by his confusion. "I hate to break it to you, but thats the wrong hand, If i wanted to put it on your 'marriage' finger, it would be on your left, not your right." He lifted the ski mask again and gave me a soft kiss on the forehead before he sat next to me on my bed. "Hate to break it to you,But I My grandparents are Dutch, so no, in our culture, It goes on your right hand and then when you get married, it goes on your left hand, but inly for the ceremony, and then moves back to the right, its a transition thing, I think." I took another sip of coffee. " Huh, thats interesting" I smiled. we don't really embrace our Dutch side. My Opa decided that since they moved to Australia, that was it. I got the Imformation from my Oma. The rest of my dutch side, I had to research.

An hour T's phone started to go off, " I will be right there. " he said and hung up. "really? fergalicious?" I mocked. "As much as I want to entertain you on this, I have an emergency i have to get to." He gave me a kiss, and it was exactly like before. bit he pulled away and started throwng on his clothes.I frowned. I needed more of him.

"I will see at school tomorrow ok, I love you" with that he was out the door. school tomorrow? what? He loves...me? So many questions. and no answers. who is T?