When We Were Perfect

What you have given me is pain

But as you have given it, it's like a prize to me

My sky searches for your earth

You make my life complete

If not on the earth, then come and meet me in the skies

Living life without you, Oo heart it's difficult.....

Previously, 

"What if I am willing to unravel every part of you!" Amy whispered back as their gaze again locked with each other but this time in an electrifying way.

Their bodies were now touching each other, setting up tingles in their stomach. It was a new feeling for Amy as she continued to dwell on it, taking the delight it was giving to her but for Daniel, it was the same feeling he had buried in his heart, a certain dread running through his body with that emotion.

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"Why now?" He muttered, his breath just an inch above her nose, his eyes staring intently into hers as if nothing around mattered.

Amy without realizing she tightened her arms around his neck, inching closer to him if it was possible.

"I believed in lies, in perceptions of my own and without realizing I was lost in a sea of lies. But the truth brought me back to you!"  She whispered with foreign emotions in her eyes.

Daniel had never seen Amy so deeply emotional before but he didn't wanted to see and believe in those emotions of hers.

He watched her trying to assess her but she closed her eyes before placing her head on his chest, his familiar cologne enticing her senses making her realize how much she missed this.

She felt his hand gliding back and forth on her waist close to her hip leaving a warming sensation with every touch.

Amy gasped when she felt his head dip into her shoulder, his lips brushing against her earlobe,

"As you said before Amy, you found the truth but….." He deliberately trailed off making her raise her head seeing him with the same blank look.

"But I lost the truth!" He whispered with a small smile and without giving much of a thought he walked away from her ending their little moment leaving her cold once again.

"Daniel!" She whispered under her breath watching him retreating back towards the exit.

'I lost the truth, Amy!' She couldn't decipher whether it was his absence that was making her cold or his words.

..........

Amy was trudging towards her room after feeding Ozan in a half-awakened self ready to stuff her face into her pillow and drown in sleep when she saw Martha coming out of Daniel's room holding a glass of water and a medical box.

Her sleep almost vanished as she stepped towards her, 

"Martha!" She called but it came out as a whisper due to her raspy voice.

Martha placed a hand on her chest startled by her sudden appearance.

"You frightened me, Amy!"

"I didn't mean to!" Amy said, clearing her throat.

"Is everything okay!" She asked, eyeing the medicines.

Martha looked skeptical, she was sure that Amy didn't know about Daniel's nightmares and she didn't know how to explain it to her at this time.

"It's for Master!" Martha said uncomfortably. 

"Is he fine?" Amy asked, crunching up her brows in worry.

"Yeah! He is for now. Uhm Good night Amy !" Martha said in a rush scurrying away.

Amy stared at her scurrying self wondering what might be wrong. Still worried she took a step towards his room, peeking through the door ajar.

A gasp escaped her lips as she covered her mouth, her eyes landing on Daniel who was slumped on the floor beside his bed gasping for air. His forehead was covered with sweat as he tightly gripped his shirt as if suffering from a panic attack.

She suddenly felt the urge to run and hug him tightly. He looked so fragile at the moment, the person who was calm and composed all the time never letting out his emotions was sitting there like a lost child.

Suddenly he noticed a presence near him as he turned towards the door, his expressions changing into that of irritation.

"Amy, leave!" He let out still panting.

"Daniel!" She whispered, edging into his room.

"I said leave!!" This time he said in a raised voice, standing up on his shaky legs and moving towards the door.

"Daniel wh----!" Before she could say or step further Daniel closed the door on her face making her stumble backward.

If this was her old self she would have definitely shouted at him for being rude when she was only trying to help but she couldn't now, seeing him like this. It only made her feel more guilty that she never tried to understand him fully, always rambling about her own problems, never asking if he was okay.

She raked her hand through her hair strolling back in her room. 

'Maybe Martha knows something about it!' She thought eagerly waiting for the morning as sleep was nowhere near her.

In the morning after doing her morning routine, bathing and feeding Ozan, Amy went straight to the kitchen placing Ozan in his playpen.

Martha greeted her with a smile preparing breakfast.

"Good Morning!" Amy replied standing next to the counter.

"Martha!" She called making her raise her head from the fruits she was slicing.

"Do you need something, Amy!"

"Actually, I wanted to ask about last night. What happened to Daniel!" Amy asked, crossing her arms.

Martha stilled in her movement looking down.

"Don't deny it, Martha, you have been working for him for seven years. There must be something you know, tell me, please!"

Martha added the slices of fruit to the pancake blend, mixing it.

"I don't know much Amy, all I know is that Master has nightmares!"

This quipped Amy's interest and concern.

"Nightmares? Since when?" 

"That I don't know, I only found out about a few months after I started working here when he asked me to bring his medicines. I was shocked when I went to his room seeing him in a terrible state. He asked me to never say a word about it to anyone, not even to Silas." Martha stated.

"How much worse are they?" Amy queried, a concerned look overtaking her features.

"He would wake up screaming sometimes in the middle of the night, he also does have panic attacks but they only occur when he overstressed, over-thinks about something or overworked himself which he usually did. They were much worse when we were in New York but since coming back last night was the first time!" Martha spilled out anxiously.

Amy looked at her shocked and petrified. If Martha has been seeing that for seven years that means it must be a problem rooted deep in his past. Her grip on the counter loosened wondering where the hell she was all these years to never discover such facts about the person she called his best friend.  She felt a pinching sensation in her chest.

"W-where is he?" Amy asked shakily, noticing he wasn't here for breakfast yet.

"I saw him going to the gym an hour ago!" Martha replied.

Amy nodded at her absentmindedly.

"Thanks for telling the truth, Martha!"

"Please don't tell him I told you about this. He might get offended!" Martha requested, 

"Don't worry! Will you please keep an eye on Ozan while I call him for breakfast!" 

"Sure!"

Amy glanced at Ozan who was playing in his playpen before making her way towards the gym.

As soon as she entered the gym, her gaze settled on Daniel who was running on the treadmill like the demons of hell were behind him. His sweatshirt clung to his stomach like a second skin showing off his toned stomach.

Amy stood by the door observing his movements but after a minute or two, his speed started to get slow. Furrowing his brows she looked up to see him staring back at her from the glass window.

His body immediately stilled recognizing her presence behind, knowing the reason she was here and at the moment he didn't wanted to deal with it, hell he never wanted to talk about it. This topic wasn't for discussion and never will be. He plucked out the handsfree from his ears, getting off the treadmill picking up his bottle before moving past her but Amy instantly grabbed his elbow not letting him step outside.

"How are you feeling now!" She blurted out in a pitiful tone the one he hated the most. Daniel scoffed inwardly, yanking his arm away.

"Why are you asking, to rub it in my face, how pathetic I am!" 

Amy gave him an incredulous expression.

"Why would I rub it in your face, I am just worried about you!" She said softly.

"Then don't be, I don't need your pity!" He said rather harshly again, turning to walk away but this time Amy blocked his path standing in front.

"I am not pitying you Daniel and I won't let you leave unless you answer my questions!" She said knitting her brows, determined to know the anguish he had been hiding.