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scramble my exhausted body to my big comfy, empty bed.
    There’s a loud bang at my door, a sound of panic. “Destiny! It’s me, Sebastian. Please open up!” his voice sounding severe.
    “Coming!” my voice manages to croak out.
    I feel like a broken zombie needing to feed on sleep and in need of a makeover. Stumbling to my feet, they allow me to make my way to the door to open it, but not without almost running into the wall. Sebastian is standing there drenched from the rain that pours down from behind him.
    “Come in! Sorry I look like shit.” My fist rubs my eyes more clear and focuses on him holding his arm.
    “What the hell happened to you?” I demand, afraid to touch him in case I make it worse.
    “Please, do you have anything to wrap this?” he asks, exposing a bloody wound that looks cut pretty deep.
    The shock of the gory sight puts me into an instant motherly mode. “Jesus Christ! Did you get stabbed? What the fuck happened? Come sit on my bed and relax while I look for something quick!”
    Rushing to the bathroom I rustle through drawers to find my unused safety kit. It has to be around here somewhere! “One sec! Almost got it,” I call out scrambling through my bedroom closet. “Keep pressure on it!”
    “I have something to tell you, Destiny,” he calls back. The calmness in his voice relaxes my frustration, but has me rather curious.
    “You don’t say!” If only he saw how my eyes roll back in sarcasm.
    Grabbing the safety kit out from the deep pile of mess in my closet, I try hiding the fact that I may suffer from hoarding.
    Sitting down beside him, I hold onto his arm and wrap his wound after cleaning off the bloody mess. “Looks like you’ve done this before,” Sebastian says as he watches me before biting his sexy lip and letting out a loud hiss as the alcohol cleans his cut.
    I can’t help but stare into his captivating eyes. “I took a paramedic's course before law school. But something tells me that you may have been through this before yourself. So why don’t you tell me what the hell is going on?”
    “I - ”
    Cutting him off, I begin to lecture, “I don’t see you for years, then you stalk me, then after what I thought was a good time, I don’t see you for days! And now you just show up at my door step like this!” I damn well have every right to bitch!
    “I came to you before because I need your help and knew that you can help me. And now things have gotten worse,” Sebastian explains.
    “Done.” I finish the last touches to his arm. “Yes, because of course, what man would want to spend time with me just for the company,” I scour at him sarcastically.
    But seriously, he just shows up one day in my life and expects everything to just be okay after all that happened. It’s been ten years that Sebastian has been gone and he has never left my heart or my thoughts. Unfortunately, what I say I actually mean. If I say that I love you then it’s true. That shit just doesn’t go away! But my heart is soft and I can’t not help someone in his condition.
    His perfectly strong hands lift up my chin until our gazes meet, getting lost within the moment.
    “Sebastian I’m- ” He presses his finger against my lips.
    “I know I hurt you. I’m sorry. You have never left my mind. Ever! I dream about you all of the time. You are stubborn, but with the kindest heart. I never should have broken it and I will live my life making it up to you forever, I swear! If anyone can help me, it will be you. I will make sure you never get hurt again. I promise. I’ll make things right, just please hear me out this once.”
    His lips peck mine once more before letting go, exposing tears from my cheeks. He wipes them away with his thumb. “Just hear me out and if you don’t want to help me then I will leave you alone, whatever you want.”
    The feel of Sebastian’s touch opens old wounds. He has a part of me that I can never get back. Sebastian is my first love. My first for