Hi! This is my first Ugly Betty fanfic and I really hope you enjoy reading it as much as I have writing it. I know this is a short chapter but the next one will be longer, promise!!
Enjoy.
Right Before My Eyes.
Daniel Meade certainly couldn't deny that he had been running in circles for most of his life, and he had certainly covered many miles. Daniel felt like he had been searching forever whether it be to find a way to cope with his parents, his brother turned sister or running MODE and he had almost given up when the answer appeared right before his eyes, Sofia. Daniel was convinced that she was the answer to all his problems, even though he wasn't about to admit it.
The thing that scared Daniel the most was that the relationship, yes Daniel Meade and relationship in the same sentence, was nothing like he'd planned, she wasn't just some one night stand or Miss Monday, she had captured his heart, hell you could even say that Daniel was in love. But when Daniel finally accepted this, got his heart around it and thought things were finally going right, Sofia slipped right through his hands taking his heart with her and stomped on it with stiletto heeled boots.
If things weren't bad enough before Sofia they certainly were now. Daniel felt trapped. It had been a little under a week since the Sofia incident and the only two things that made Daniel feel anywhere near better were alcohol or Betty, yes Betty Suarez his assistant. She had been there for him without exception for the past week and he'd never been more grateful.
The moment Daniel had walked off the T.V set, where Sofia had admitted what she had done, Betty had been there holding Daniel in her arms as he had collapsed miserably into them. Betty had quickly and carefully taken Daniel back to his apartment so that he was out of the public eye and away from speculation. It was there that Daniel had broken down in front of Betty as he sat on his sofa with his head in his hands while Betty sat on the arm of the sofa gently rubbing her hand in circles on his back, occasionally bringing her thumb up to stroke his neck soothingly. That night he had fallen asleep wrapped comfortingly in her arms. It had pretty much worked the same way all week. The one day she had been late to his apartment because of traffic he had turned to drink. It took the pain away, but there was no personal touch like there was with Betty.
The look on her face when she walked in and saw Daniel half dangling off the sofa, an empty wine bottle on the table, staring at the door told him that she had never been so disappointed with him.
Weeks turned into months as Daniel's heart began to mend and he started to get over Sofia. But the comfort he sought in Betty only got stronger. Daniel decided that Betty had been so supportive and caring that he was going to make it up to her. He felt like he had been a burden to her for the past few months and he didn't want that anymore…..