Your eyes, they shine so bright

I wanna save that light

I can't escape this now

Unless you show me how

.....

Jericho dragged a shaky hand through his dark hair, stomach turning and twisting into knots, as he sat in his car parked across from Daisy's home. Beads of sweat had formed on his forehead, and his skin was pale, dark bags under his grey eyes that had dulled in the past week.

It had been a full week since Jericho's breakdown in the shower. It had been a full week since he exposed his inner darkness to someone other than his therapist. It had been a full week since he'd seen Daisy, since she broke up with him, whether she had verbalized the words or simply left a backup letter.

It wasn't mean what she had wrote or even hurtful towards Jericho, but it was the last paragraph in her letter that made Jericho ashamed of himself. Reading it over and over, Jericho wondered if there was ever any hope for them, for him to forget Tori and fall in love with a person who was capable of loving him back.

Tori had been his everything, someone he would have married. Daisy was just ... a young woman from the poor side of town, but still there was something there ... Or at least that's what Jericho thought. Daisy had been the first after Tori, but now she had left him, because he would have picked his ex over her any day .... Those were Daisy's words and Jericho respected her choice, her thoughts. Whether Daisy was truly right was another thing, but instead of giving her false hope Jericho accepted her decision.

I'll never be able to compete with her. It's a race I'll always lose at this point. You're still in love with her. I was willing to give this relationship, or whatever we had my all, but I won't play second fiddle. I can't be oblivious anymore, if your only going to hurt me in the end. It's better to leave than to be a replacement.

Pulling himself together for the sake of his wellbeing, Jericho had managed to gain enough confidence to face Daisy. He wasn't there to beg her to come back or even ask for another try. He simply wanted to apologize and make sure they were on a neutral basis. Daisy had always been understanding as far as Jericho knew and he was hoping that she'd still be even after the trouble and heartache he had caused her.

Relationships weren't always romantic, more often they were realistic.

Getting out his sleek black car, the one the stuck out like a sore thumb in the poor neighborhood, Jericho made his way across the street on shaky legs. He didn't know how Daisy was going to react or if she'd even want to talk to him after all that had happened in the past two weeks, but he needed to apologize. He couldn't leave without giving her a proper explanation and a friendly goodbye.

.....

"Have you talked to him since your breakup letter?" Phaison asked suddenly, slender legs crossed as he watched Daisy wipe down the tables of the empty restaurant. It was just after closing hour so of course Jeffrey had made Daisy clean up the mess the diners left behind.

"Can we not talk about him?" Daisy gave Phaison a begging expression, afterwards blowing her hair out of her face as she continued to scrub the restaurant clean.

"It's going to pretty hard, seeing as he just pulled up in his chick magnet." Phaison walked over to Daisy, laughing at her shocked expression. "It's going to be okay. What's not okay is your hideous outfit. Take off that sewer brown sweater and drag a hand through your hair real quick."

Daisy gave her friend a look as if to say really, to which the guy laughed.

"I was just joking." Phaison replied, his smile mirroring the one you made as a child when you were forced to eat something completely disgusting, but you did it anyway to please your mother. "The brown is like the shade of chocolate. Everyone likes chocolate, yay!"

Daisy rolled her eyes and moved towards one of the windows of the restaurant, where she could clearly see Jericho sitting in his car.

"What do you think he's doing?" Daisy whispered, fingertips pressing lightly against the glass.

"Looks like he's jacking off, his clenched fists, jaw locked, eyes squeezed shut, chest heaving -that's what jacking off basically looks like." Phaison commented with his head tilted to the side, as he watched the billionaire.

"Phaison, I don't think I can face him." Daisy began to panic as she watched Jericho get out of his car, her blood pressure sky rocketing, as her hands got clammy.

"Relax, you got this." Phaison hugged Daisy quickly, before running up the stairs, just as Jericho knocked on the restaurant door.

Daisy was biting the inside of her cheek, fingers trembling and her stomach filling with butterflies. Her face was red, after realizing the fact that Jericho still had a huge affect on her. Reaching for the doorknob, Daisy opened the door for Jericho before quickly stepping to the side to let him in.

"You got a haircut? It's cute." Jericho voiced, after stepping into the restaurant.

"Thank you." Daisy replied, while still avoiding Jericho's gaze completely. She didn't know what to say or how to act.

Jericho touched Daisy's fingers, his silver eyes intense as he looked at her. "Can we talk?"

Daisy flinched when he touched her, before quickly removing her hand, afterwards gesturing to a table for two.

Jericho mentally nodded. Daisy had checked out of their relationship completely. She was distancing herself from him and for good reason.

They sat in silence, Jericho watching Daisy and she couldn't even look him in the eyes as she burned holes into the table. After a tense silence, Daisy looked up at him, pulse racing with anxiety. "W-what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to apologize for my behavior and everything I've done to hurt you." Jericho confessed, watching Daisy closely for any type of reaction. He wasn't expecting her to smile.

The corners of her lips lifted into a soft smile. Smiles were supposed to portray happiness, but hers portrayed just how hurt she had been from Jericho's behavior and the outcome of everything. "How's your hand? D-did you go see a doctor?"

"Daisy ..."

"I asked, how's your hand?" Daisy clenched her hands, her emotions bubbling to the surface. Her eyes were already burning and the familiar lump was forming in her throat.

Jericho wanted to reach out and hold her hand, kiss her soft lips and tell her that they could get through it together, but instead he remained still in his chair, jaw clenched.

Respect her decision and don't make it any harder.

"Seven stiches, nothing serious." Jericho finally said, to which Daisy just nodded.

Make peace and give her closure.

"Obviously things didn't work out between us and I'm really sorry." Jericho began, the darkness creeping up on him, the self inflicted cuts on his ankles burning.

Daisy looked up, biting her lower lip she said, "Don't be. You love her and I was just something close to familiarity."

"You make it sound like we had an affair." Jericho lowered his head , clearly hurt by her words.

"It could have been one." Daisy said boldly, despite the fresh tears that began to run down her flushed cheeks. "You are in love with her and I'm just some girl that happens to look like her. But I'll never be her."

Jericho could feel the panic attack just around the corner, his lungs burning, thoughts disoriented. "I ... I never wanted you to be Tori."

Daisy could see the guilt and shame in his silver eyes, her heart aching for him. "I don't think you know what you want."

"I know that I'm sorry for everything." Jericho could feel the darkness pulling him down, his hands began to tremble, and his eyes were glassy, chest heaving. "I need to go."

Jericho raised to his feet, knocking the chair down behind him. He began to rush to the door of the restaurant, the darkness now hugging him like a blanket.

"Jericho!" Daisy called out, her hands gripping a plane ticket that had fallen out of Jericho's pocket. "Y-you're leaving ... the country?"

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I hope you like it!

Daisy and Jericho are finally talking.

Is Jericho leaving and if so where and why?

I love Phaison <3

Will they try to connect or will they part completely?

Go read my other story Blood Bound!

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