More Than Enough
Just a sad blurb low key based on a true life story because I’m in my feels at the moment, except this has a happy ending and my real life version didn’t so that’s why the ending is mediocre at best😂
Only lightly edited
Your back pressed against the door as you slid down to the floor, your eyes scrunched shut as you tried your best to hold back the sobs that were aching inside of your chest. Your hands were crumbled in front of you, your palms up to the sky as if you were begging something, anything, for help.
As the lump in your throat grew bigger and bigger, the tears began slipping down your cheeks. You didn’t dare to take a breath, because you knew the first thing to escape your lips would be a desperate inhale.
And you were right.
The broken sob you released sounded foreign to your own ears, as if it had come from someone other than you. But as you sat alone on the bedroom floor, your knees hugged tightly to your chest as your hands covered your mouth, the noise echoed off of the walls. The same walls that felt like they were caving in on you.
Your heart beat rapidly in your chest as you struggled to take a steady breath, the tears never coming to an end as cries continuously left your swollen lips. Your head was pounding and your throat was sore, but there was no end in sight.
You hadn’t heard the front door open, or the slight pause in movement from downstairs as Shawn stopped to listen. You didn’t hear the quick, worried steps as they made their way up the stairs, a hand laying on the doorknob.
But you did hear his voice.
“Baby? What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” he asked, concern laced in his voice.
He lightly pressed the door against your back, unsure of your position but sure that it was close due to the loudness of your sobs.
“Please let me in,” he said in a softer tone, and you leaned forwards with all the power you could muster.
He cracked the door and slipped inside, sitting down beside you. His arms instantly wrapped around you, holding you tight against his chest. One arm was around your shaking frame, the other resting a hand on the back of your head as he held you against him. Your hands left their previous position over your mouth, your arms snaking around his warm body and pulling him even closer to you.
“Shhh, darling, please take a deep breath,” he soothed, pressing his cheek against the top of your head. He gently rubbed his hand up and down against your back in attempt to calm you down. “I need you to tell me what’s wrong.”
He pulled you back from his embrace, cupping your face between his hands. Misery washed over his face as he took in your appearance, your broken demeanor breaking his heart. He leaned forwards and kissed the tip of your nose, stroking his thumbs across your cheeks.
You took a deep breath - the first steady breath you’d taken in countless minutes - and looked into his comforting eyes.
“I-I was just thinking,” you hiccuped, and a knowing look formed on his face.
“We’ve talked about this,” he said gently, “You’re always overthinking. It’s not good for you.” You leaned into his touch as he spoke, enjoying the feeling of him being there for you.
“I know,” you said, your voice sounding hoarse. You licked your lips before you spoke again, “You could do so much better than me,” you whispered, tears welling up again in your red, glossy eyes.
“What? Darling, no. You’re more than enough. We’ve been over this so many times. I love you,” he said frantically, knowing exactly how much this thought was crushing you.
It’d been on your mind since you started dating almost year ago, and it was still enough to break you.
“I feel like I’m a burden to you,” you confessed, “It’s not that you make me feel that way, I just,” you let out a frustrated sigh, “I’m so sick of not feeling good enough for you. I love you so much, Shawn, but I’m so scared. I already know that I’m easily replaceable, but I’m afraid that one day you’re going to wake up and realize it too,” you explained, sounding more broken than ever.
He said nothing as he pulled you against his chest, pressing a long kiss to the top of your head.
“You are not replaceable, okay? I promise you that I’m never going to leave you, but you have to believe me. I hate seeing you upset like this, y/n. I’d give you the whole entire world if I could and I don’t know if I’ll ever be okay with the fact that I can’t do that. I love you so much.”
The two of you sat there on the floor for what seemed like hours, Shawn refusing to let you go without knowing just how much he loved you.
And god, did he love you.