All Chapters of His Own Undoing️ √: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Let me love you and I will love you until you learn to love yourself. Let me love you out of numbness, don't be afraid girl let me help." Neyo~   Taylor's POV.   As we approach his office he begins to speak, breaking the awkward silence that has weighed between us for the past seconds. "Remember I told you I wanted you to meet someone real close to me today right?"   He opens the door to his office. "Yea, what about it?" I asks, as he shuts the door.   He let's go off my hand and I walks out from behind him to see a gingered haired guy with the familiar figure I slowly puts together as Keenan and panic grips me to the core.   He wraps his hands around my numb body and pulls me to himself in a claiming manner.

"A relationship without trust is like having a phone with no service. And what do you do with a phone with no service? You play games."Crazy feeling~ 

"We have to recognise that there cannot be relationships unless there is commitment, unless there is loyalty, unless there is love, patience, persistence."~Cornel West 40 minute later "Thank you so much for coming." Bethany runs and hug me like a close friend would, even though we barely know each other as I step into the house. "I need your help." "I know, you told me that over the phone." I remind her and when her eyes saddens, I ask. "What's wrong?" "Yes please help me ask her what's wrong with her, because I am not a magician that reads mind." I hear the angry voice alongside the footsteps coming down stairs and I look behind her to see Keenan looking anything but angry. Bethany turns to him, with a glare. "Magicians don't read mind idiot!" He shrug carelessly, "That's your problem." "It's about John okay?

“It should be a privilege to be able to say "I love you" to someone. It shouldn't be something people say just because they feel like it. A privilege that is earned. They say you have to earn the right to be loved; no, love is unconditional, if you love someone, they don't have to earn it. But. The right to tell someone that you love them? That has to be earned. You have to earn the right to be believed.

"To be deeply loved, means a willingness to cut yourself wide open, exposing your vulnerabilities... hopes, hurts, fears and flaws. Hiding behind the highlight reel of who you are, is the real you and that person is just as worthy of love. There is nothing more terrifying or fulfilling, than complete love, it's worth the risk... reach for it." Jaeda DeWalt~ Slowly I open my eyes and I see that I'm in an unfamiliar room, painted white and green curtain covering its sides and panic strikes my heart and I seat up quickly, about to bolt the next moment when I feel a hand hold on to mine in a tender caress and I look to see mom eyes, carefully looking at me. "Where am I mom?" I demand looking around in inspection.