Untitled Love

** just started this today and not sure if i want to make it into a story... tell what do you think its just the beginning though...**

There she was lying on the floor.  No one to hear her, no one to help her.  She didn’t know what to do but pour herself on the floor. Her hair disheveled, sopping up the tears that poured from her eyes.  As her body heaved from the heavy cries coming from her body.  She had lost all of herself.  Lost every part of her being.  

Nothing, not even divine intervention could help her.  She had passed the crossroad where she decided to leave religion in the dust and follow her heart.  But laying on the floor pouring all her being was it worth it.  Was it worth to leave all she was for this one thing?

A year before…

Layla had been dating Danny for about a year and a half.  She knew the relationship was getting to the point where it was either get engaged or break it off.  She had never been this close to getting married with any man.  She has had long relationships but she never was in love with any one man.  But with Danny it was different.  He was a smart man and close to his religion.  

His family was one of the reasons as to why she decided to be with him.  His mother, Roxanne, was very inviting the first time they met.  She felt her warm motherly love and was pulled in by it.  The normal reaction given to her when she met her boyfriends mom was rejection. She never understood why it was so because she had this desire to be liked by all.  

Layla always carried a smile and didn’t try to complain in anything that she was unhappy with.  She believed things are this way just because.  The only time she would get angry was when things around her were unjust.  Not in the matter where children say things are unfair, but when a person was truly given injustice.  That was her passion to find justice in life and true happiness.

Danny and her had talked about the future.  About settling down and building a home.  Her family loved him too.  They took Danny in like their own son.  Layla’s family were so happy that she was finally going to settle down and walk down the aisle.  See she was the last child in the family that was unmarried.  They saw Layla as the old maid and Danny as the one that would finally win her over.

She was happy to see her sisters married off with children.  Her oldest sister, Rachelle, finally getting married after ten years of her and her boyfriend having five kids together.  Then her sister, Brianna, married to the love of her life Manny with three kids.  And her youngest sister Misty finding love at a young age and married young.  Layla loved that her family was growing.  With eight nieces and nephews she was happy that she didn’t have a family of her own.  She lived the independent life.  She might have been called selfish but this was her life, and her family saw Danny as the cherry on top.