Regardless of what happens next, I need to hold on to the bits and pieces of myself I’ve fought for, because I matter too. I know one thing is certain: I don’t want to lose myself to the commanding, overwhelming man that’s Creighton Karas. These last months were all about trying something new and finding myself, and maybe this is just the next step. Isn’t there some saying that life begins at the edge of your comfort zone? Well, guess what? I’m living, because I’m so far outside my comfort zone right now, I can’t even find the trail back. This is what Creighton does to me, and I’m not sure if I love it or hate it. As always, song lyrics began to float through my head, but like my emotions, they were a jumbled mess. I couldn’t get a lock on any one thing long enough to just feel it, let alone put it into words. Happy that he showed up? Or still hurt that he forgot about me? Or pissed that he came in and took over my life? Shock fought with anger while anger fought with excitement. Throughout this whole exchange, mixed emotions flooded my veins until I was sure they would cause me to burst from the intensity. Neither of us have spoken since we climbed on the opener bus and Creighton directed me to pack a bag. I find the light switch and wander into the room. Creighton unlocks the hotel suite and holds open the door for me.
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