Peace in his Arms

The words had shocked us both. I hadn't expected them to fall from my lips but now they were out I couldn't find it in me to retract them. If I was honest with myself at all I would admit it was true. I needed him to wrap me in his arms and tell me things would be ok. I needed him to fight for me. Hell, I needed him to restore my faith in him.

He had told me he was on his way and the entire time I waited I was a nervous wreck. My stomach was in knots and my hands were shaking. I paced around in my living room as I waited, I felt like the rug should be threadbare from all the circles I had walked. In the end, it took him about thirty minutes before he knocked on my door. Even expecting him my heart stopped beating at the sound. It was as if the room suddenly had all of the air sucked out of it as I made my way to the door unlocking it with shaking hands.

Opening the door slowly I took Seth in. He had changed and was in a pair of grey sweats and a simple white tee. Damn