Broken 7/7
Title: Broken 7/7
Summary: Will Sabrina be able to let him love her?
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own no one.
Comments: Always welcomed.
Mark is standing outside the apartment door, nervous and thinking this wasn't the best idea. If she decided just to be friends, he knew he couldn't. He couldn't just hang out with her and not want to hold her hand or kiss her. He simply loved her too much. He worked up the courage he needed and knocked on her door. A few minutes passed and he was getting anxious, thinking something was wrong. He relaxed some when he remembered she was still dealing with the broken ribs and it took her a little longer to move still. The door finally opens and there she is. She's wearing baggy sweatpants and her Cheetah shirt. Her hair's up in a pontytail and not a stitch of makeup on her perfect face.
"Come in." She said the words so softly he thought she sounded like an angel. He walked in and gently gave her a hug. He kissed her forehead and then lightly kissed her lips. It was short, but he had to do it.
"Thank you...for letting me come over. I haven't given you the time you asked me for, and I'm sorry. I am. I just have a hard time not seeing you."
"That's sweet and if it was anyone else, it might be creepy!" She started laughing to lighten the mood. "Let's go sit down and talk. I know it's gonna seem weird, but I can't twist still, so can I sit on the bed so that I can stay inline?"
"Sure. Whatever you need to be comfortable." He follows her to the bedroom and watches as she carefully situates herself where she's sitting straight with her back against the headboard. He sat in front of her, cross-legged. "So..."
"Mark, you can't continue to make yourself so upset. This break wasn't about you...it was about me dealing with all that he did to me. I know you may not understand, so I'll do my best to explain."
"I'm sorry. I know I'm insecure about this, but I want you back in my life so much." He looked straight into her eyes when he spoke. "I love you very much. I want you."
A tear rolled down her cheek. "How could you want me Mark? How could anyone want me? You know first hand that I was saving myself. I had a difficult time fighting the urges I had with you. I wanted us to be together, but I wanted my first time to be on our wedding night."
Mark smiled. Did she just say "our" wedding night?
"I can't give that to my husband now. It was taken from me and I had no say so in it. I can't get past that. I don't know if I'm ever going to be able to have sex and not think of what happened, or even if I'll be able to enjoy it. Everything is wrong. This wasn't supposed to happen." She was angry and sad and her tears were her proof.
"I can't tell you it'll be okay, cause I know it's not okay for you. You have to know that I don't see you as used. Something awful happened that never should have. I wish I had been there to stop it, you know I would have. I treated you so bad when we broke up and I didn't give you a say in any of it. I just left. I've been holding that misery that I caused you and me inside for a long time."
"You need to forgive yourself Mark. I've forgiven you."
"How? How can you forgive me so completely?"
"Mark," she started, "I know you have grown up since that time. I don't like to live in the past. I've longed for you and wanted you back in my life, even when I was really angry."
"Really? You never showed any signs of anything other than happiness." He really didn't understand.
"I'm an actress and a darn good one." She laughed hoping to break the tension. She wasn't all wrong though. She faked her feelings for so long, that she tried to continue faking them with her friends. Kiely saw right through her and got her to let go of her anger and sadness. She was always there for her and Sabrina was thankful.
"You are good at everything you do. I guess if I would have seen you hurting in some way, I would have come back."
"I wouldn't have taken you back Mark. Not then. I might have appeared okay, but I was angry and bitter towards you."
"You had every right to be."
"I know." She smiled at how she sounded. "I'm past all of that, so you have to stop apologizing for it constantly. You have to move into the future and let go of the past. We were toxic at points in our relationship. You know it and so do I. We needed the split even though it was difficult and hard. Now, I need a little time to deal with what has happened. It's not about you because I've dealt with that and Mark...I forgive you."
"Thank you. Those are the most precious words to me right now."
"I think my problem is pretty straightforward, but I still don't know how to get past it."
"What's your problem...exactly?" He showed compassion in his eyes and she trusted him so completely in that moment.
"I...I just can't get over what happened. I can't move past it."
"It'll happen, but it's only been a few weeks."
"No, I mean...I can't see my future because of this. I can't see a happily ever after. All I see is not being worthy to be around anyone. I'm used like something that's been used and should be thrown out."
"STOP IT! You are none of those things. You are a perfect creature who has so much to give. You can't help what happened and we can't change it! You are the sweetest, kindest, most loving person I've ever met. You are a precious diamond to me. I love you and when I look at you...I don't see used junk. I see the woman of my dreams. The woman who will give herself to her husband one day. You will actually give yourself to him though...he won't take it. You didn't lose anything, it was stolen. I know that this is killing you, but I still see you as perfect and beautiful...someone beyond precious."
"Do you really feel that way?", she asked in almost a whisper and sounding like a young girl.
"Absolutely. I want to prove it. I want a chance to be that person by your side forever. Please give me another chance and I swear I won't screw it up."
"Mark....", she looked sad again. "Can't we just be friends for now? I mean, it's not different from dating, except with dating...you do the things I can't handle right now."
"Can't we call it dating and just stay away from the physical? I love you as way more than a friend."
She looked down and played with the bottom edge of her shirt. "I can't ask you to refrain from your desires."
"My DESIRE is to be with you! My desire is to know that I can protect you from monsters out there. My desire is to make you my wife one day. Bri, if you never want to make love to me...I still want you. I'll give up the intimacy just to have you by my side."
"You don't mean that. It would be too hard on you. Please Mark, just some time...."
He interrupted her sentence. "NO! I can't handle time. I will do whatever you want and I'll give you what you need and only I can do that."
"Mark, stop...", she was crying now. "Please don't say anymore. I can't take it."
He scoots over and pulls her gently into a hug. "I'm so sorry," he whispered. "I'm so so sorry."
"Don't leave me," she whispered. "Please."
"I won't ever leave you again. Ever. I love you Bri. I love you more than you know."
"I don't see how, but I know you do. I'm thankful for you Mark. You make me believe I'll be okay one day. You make me want it now."
"You will be able to move forward one day and I want to be there through all of it."
She leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips. His arms embraced her in a tender hug, careful not to hurt her. "I love you Mark Ballas. I love you...I always have...and I always will."
"I love you too beautiful. I promise to never let you down when it comes to my love. I'll cherish you, no matter how you feel. Thanks for this chance."
"Thanks for not seeing me as Broken."
Summary: Will Sabrina be able to let him love her?
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own no one.
Comments: Always welcomed.
Mark is standing outside the apartment door, nervous and thinking this wasn't the best idea. If she decided just to be friends, he knew he couldn't. He couldn't just hang out with her and not want to hold her hand or kiss her. He simply loved her too much. He worked up the courage he needed and knocked on her door. A few minutes passed and he was getting anxious, thinking something was wrong. He relaxed some when he remembered she was still dealing with the broken ribs and it took her a little longer to move still. The door finally opens and there she is. She's wearing baggy sweatpants and her Cheetah shirt. Her hair's up in a pontytail and not a stitch of makeup on her perfect face.
"Come in." She said the words so softly he thought she sounded like an angel. He walked in and gently gave her a hug. He kissed her forehead and then lightly kissed her lips. It was short, but he had to do it.
"Thank you...for letting me come over. I haven't given you the time you asked me for, and I'm sorry. I am. I just have a hard time not seeing you."
"That's sweet and if it was anyone else, it might be creepy!" She started laughing to lighten the mood. "Let's go sit down and talk. I know it's gonna seem weird, but I can't twist still, so can I sit on the bed so that I can stay inline?"
"Sure. Whatever you need to be comfortable." He follows her to the bedroom and watches as she carefully situates herself where she's sitting straight with her back against the headboard. He sat in front of her, cross-legged. "So..."
"Mark, you can't continue to make yourself so upset. This break wasn't about you...it was about me dealing with all that he did to me. I know you may not understand, so I'll do my best to explain."
"I'm sorry. I know I'm insecure about this, but I want you back in my life so much." He looked straight into her eyes when he spoke. "I love you very much. I want you."
A tear rolled down her cheek. "How could you want me Mark? How could anyone want me? You know first hand that I was saving myself. I had a difficult time fighting the urges I had with you. I wanted us to be together, but I wanted my first time to be on our wedding night."
Mark smiled. Did she just say "our" wedding night?
"I can't give that to my husband now. It was taken from me and I had no say so in it. I can't get past that. I don't know if I'm ever going to be able to have sex and not think of what happened, or even if I'll be able to enjoy it. Everything is wrong. This wasn't supposed to happen." She was angry and sad and her tears were her proof.
"I can't tell you it'll be okay, cause I know it's not okay for you. You have to know that I don't see you as used. Something awful happened that never should have. I wish I had been there to stop it, you know I would have. I treated you so bad when we broke up and I didn't give you a say in any of it. I just left. I've been holding that misery that I caused you and me inside for a long time."
"You need to forgive yourself Mark. I've forgiven you."
"How? How can you forgive me so completely?"
"Mark," she started, "I know you have grown up since that time. I don't like to live in the past. I've longed for you and wanted you back in my life, even when I was really angry."
"Really? You never showed any signs of anything other than happiness." He really didn't understand.
"I'm an actress and a darn good one." She laughed hoping to break the tension. She wasn't all wrong though. She faked her feelings for so long, that she tried to continue faking them with her friends. Kiely saw right through her and got her to let go of her anger and sadness. She was always there for her and Sabrina was thankful.
"You are good at everything you do. I guess if I would have seen you hurting in some way, I would have come back."
"I wouldn't have taken you back Mark. Not then. I might have appeared okay, but I was angry and bitter towards you."
"You had every right to be."
"I know." She smiled at how she sounded. "I'm past all of that, so you have to stop apologizing for it constantly. You have to move into the future and let go of the past. We were toxic at points in our relationship. You know it and so do I. We needed the split even though it was difficult and hard. Now, I need a little time to deal with what has happened. It's not about you because I've dealt with that and Mark...I forgive you."
"Thank you. Those are the most precious words to me right now."
"I think my problem is pretty straightforward, but I still don't know how to get past it."
"What's your problem...exactly?" He showed compassion in his eyes and she trusted him so completely in that moment.
"I...I just can't get over what happened. I can't move past it."
"It'll happen, but it's only been a few weeks."
"No, I mean...I can't see my future because of this. I can't see a happily ever after. All I see is not being worthy to be around anyone. I'm used like something that's been used and should be thrown out."
"STOP IT! You are none of those things. You are a perfect creature who has so much to give. You can't help what happened and we can't change it! You are the sweetest, kindest, most loving person I've ever met. You are a precious diamond to me. I love you and when I look at you...I don't see used junk. I see the woman of my dreams. The woman who will give herself to her husband one day. You will actually give yourself to him though...he won't take it. You didn't lose anything, it was stolen. I know that this is killing you, but I still see you as perfect and beautiful...someone beyond precious."
"Do you really feel that way?", she asked in almost a whisper and sounding like a young girl.
"Absolutely. I want to prove it. I want a chance to be that person by your side forever. Please give me another chance and I swear I won't screw it up."
"Mark....", she looked sad again. "Can't we just be friends for now? I mean, it's not different from dating, except with dating...you do the things I can't handle right now."
"Can't we call it dating and just stay away from the physical? I love you as way more than a friend."
She looked down and played with the bottom edge of her shirt. "I can't ask you to refrain from your desires."
"My DESIRE is to be with you! My desire is to know that I can protect you from monsters out there. My desire is to make you my wife one day. Bri, if you never want to make love to me...I still want you. I'll give up the intimacy just to have you by my side."
"You don't mean that. It would be too hard on you. Please Mark, just some time...."
He interrupted her sentence. "NO! I can't handle time. I will do whatever you want and I'll give you what you need and only I can do that."
"Mark, stop...", she was crying now. "Please don't say anymore. I can't take it."
He scoots over and pulls her gently into a hug. "I'm so sorry," he whispered. "I'm so so sorry."
"Don't leave me," she whispered. "Please."
"I won't ever leave you again. Ever. I love you Bri. I love you more than you know."
"I don't see how, but I know you do. I'm thankful for you Mark. You make me believe I'll be okay one day. You make me want it now."
"You will be able to move forward one day and I want to be there through all of it."
She leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips. His arms embraced her in a tender hug, careful not to hurt her. "I love you Mark Ballas. I love you...I always have...and I always will."
"I love you too beautiful. I promise to never let you down when it comes to my love. I'll cherish you, no matter how you feel. Thanks for this chance."
"Thanks for not seeing me as Broken."