MidReal Story
Comfort in the Storm
Scenario: I want my boyfriend to comfort me.
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Alex Thompson
source of comfort, boyfriend to Emily, tall with piercing blue eyes, protective and stoic
Sarah Jennings
supportive friend, best friend to Emily, athletic build with short blonde hair, outgoing and caring
Emily Carter
seeking comfort, girlfriend to Alex, petite with curly brown hair, empathetic and resilient
I’m not sure how long I’ve been sitting here.
It feels like hours, but it’s probably only been a few minutes.
I can’t stop shaking.
My hands are trembling so badly that I can barely hold my phone to my ear.
The sound of Alex’s voice is the only thing keeping me from completely losing it right now.
"Em, baby, you’re okay," he says in a soothing tone.
"I’m on my way."
I nod, even though he can’t see me.
"Okay," I whisper back.
Chapter 1
"I love you," he tells me, and it’s the only thing that keeps me from falling apart right now.
"Love you too."
I’m not sure if I’m saying it to him or to myself.
Maybe if I say it enough, it will help me calm down.
I don’t know how long we sit there in silence, but eventually, Alex speaks again.
"Are you okay?" he asks.
I feel like laughing at the absurdity of his question.
What the hell do you think?
I want to scream.
Instead, I take a deep breath and try to steady myself.
"Yes," I whisper.
"I’m okay."
The trembling in my body only increases at my words, and I wonder if my voice sounds as unconvincing to Alex as it does to me right now.
It’s just a lie I keep telling myself in the hopes that it will become true.
I can’t fall apart until Alex gets here.
I just can’t.
"I’ll be there soon," he tells me.
God, I need him so badly right now.
"Okay," I say again.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
It’s the only thing I can say right now.
The trembling in my body has gotten even worse, and I’m finding it difficult to breathe.
"Em, baby? What’s going on?"
Alex sounds panicked now, and his words are muffled as he speaks to someone else in the room with him.
I can hear him telling someone that he needs to leave now, that he’ll explain later.
He doesn’t say goodbye before he hangs up the phone, but he doesn’t have to.
I’m not sure how long I’ve been sitting here.
It feels like hours, but it’s probably only been a few minutes.
I can’t stop shaking.
My hands are trembling so badly that I can barely hold my phone to my ear.
The sound of Alex’s voice is the only thing keeping me from completely losing it right now.
"Em, baby, you’re okay," he says in a soothing tone.
"I’m on my way."
I nod, even though he can’t see me.
"Okay," I whisper back.
"I’ll be there soon."
"I love you," he tells me, and it’s the only thing that keeps me from falling apart right now.
"Love you too."
I’m not sure if I’m saying it to him or to myself.
Maybe if I say it enough, it will help me calm down.
I don’t know how long we sit there in silence, but eventually, Alex speaks again.
"Are you okay?" he asks.
I feel like laughing at the absurdity of his question.
What the hell do you think?
I want to scream.Instead, I take a deep breath and try to steady myself.
"Yes," I whisper.
"I’m okay."
The trembling in my body only increases at my words, and I wonder if my voice sounds as unconvincing to Alex as it does to me right now.
It’s just a lie I keep telling myself in the hopes that it will become true.
I can’t fall apart until Alex gets here.
I just can’t.
"I’ll be there soon," he tells me.
God, I need him so badly right now.
"Okay," I say again."I love you."
"I love you too."
It’s the only thing I can say right now.
The trembling in my body has gotten even worse, and I’m finding it difficult to breathe.
"Em, baby? What’s going on?"
Alex sounds panicked now, and his words are muffled as he speaks to someone else in the room with him.
I can hear him telling someone that he needs to leave now, that he’ll explain later.
Chapter 2
"Em? It’s me," Alex’s voice calls out from behind the door, and I feel my heart begin to beat faster in my chest despite myself.
"Can I come in? Is it safe?"
"Yes," I call out quickly before realizing that Alex won’t be able to hear me through the door if he tries to knock again.
"Yes, it’s safe. Come in."
The door opens slowly, and then Alex is moving into my apartment with quick strides before closing the door behind him and crossing my small living room in just a few long strides before dropping down onto the bed beside me.
I reach out for him as soon as he sits down, desperate for the physical contact that I’ve been craving ever since the muggers ran off after the police arrived on the scene earlier tonight.
Alex reaches for me as well, his hand connecting with mine before sliding up my arm to cup my cheek gently as his electric blue eyes search mine with a look of concern that I’ve never seen on his face before—almost as if I’m a puzzle that Alex can’t figure out how to put back together again no matter how hard he tries.