SEQUEL TO ANGEL IN THE DARK
'𝕚𝕗 𝕚 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖, 𝕚 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕕𝕚𝕖 𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝. 𝕚'𝕞 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖'
nini after the accident through her therapy sessions.
she lives, but does he?
I DO NOT OWN NIN...
a/n: here to interrupt your regularly scheduled viewing, is a one shot i wrote in honor of driver's license coming out today.
They'd been dating for almost 6 years.
It's amazing how things can fall apart so easily.
| 'Butterfly, are you almost done? I have to be at work in 20 minutes.'
She finishes the last touches on her makeup and walks out. 'All done, just need to grab my bag.'
'So, how's the studying going? You know your test's in 2 weeks.'
'Ricky, don't worry. You've been helping me, and I've driven your car multiple times. It'll be fine.'
'You know, I still don't mind driving you.'
'I do, but I'm twenty and still need my boyfriend to drive me around. It's kinda pathetic.'
'Whatever works for you, butterfly.' |
| 'Butterfly, there's this client. Maya and I need to make a presentation, so I won't be home tonight. Can you get one of your friends to take you? Don't wait up.'
Of course he was with Maya.
Maya was Ricky's coworker. A gorgeous brunette. She could've honestly been a model in another life.
He was always working with her.
Nini hated being jealous, but she couldn't help it.
Maya was Ricky's age, and way prettier than her. Well, at least in her eyes. Wouldn't you be scared too?|
As she drives around town, she thinks about how everything just fell apart in an instant. No warning, nothing.
|She got home, and said 'Bubs, where are you?'
He's on the couch, with his head in his hands.
So, she walks over to him and asks 'What's wrong?'
He looks up to her and says 'I can't do this anymore'
Her stomach drops at this point.
'What do you mean?'
'I can't do this. Us.'
'W-Why?'
'I just can't okay. It's not your problem. It's mine. And I know this sounds like crap everyone says when they break up with someone, but seriously. I can't be with you right now. And I can't have you wait for me either. I never wanted to hurt you. I'm sorry, Nini.'
He grabs a packed luggage from across the room and says 'I'll be back for my stuff later. I love you.'
'Wait! Please.'
And he leaves her heartbroken, crying, staring at the door, waiting for him to come back or for her to wake up and realize it was all a nightmare.|
He never told her what went wrong. It's been two weeks since they broke up, and she's been wracking her brain, trying to figure out what she'd done.
Her friends are tired of hearing about him. She mopes around all day thinking about him, and they want what's best for her. But, in a way, she feels sorry for everyone, cause they'll never know him the way that she does. They won't know all of his quirks. They won't know how he likes to heat up marshmallows before putting them in his hot chocolate cause he loves the way it puffs up. They won't know how he loves putting on these candy cane socks, she got him, and watch Christmas movies like a little kid.
And most importantly, they won't know what it was like to have him be your first love. How he treated her, cared for her, loved her. She knows they weren't perfect, but he was the first person who loved her like that, and she always hoped he'd be the last.
And call her selfish, but she never wants anyone to know what that's like.
She's spent her nights looking through his Instagram, and he looks happy. And she just can't seem to get how he's so okay without her, because she's falling apart.
And, so, tonight she drives by his house. And reality hits her like in ton of bricks, in the shape of a twenty-three year old goddess.
She drives past his house, alone. Could you believe there was a time, he'd say he'd love her forever? And now, he's helping another girl out of his car, while she cries by herself.
So now she drives home and lets her imagination take over, and pictures that she's driving home to him. Like they always thought she would. ____________________________
hiii, hope you liked this little oneshot. wanted to honor driver's license. if people want, i'll write Ricky's point of view. and maybe a part 2, but i don't promise happy endings (i like to write more realistically). n e ways stream.
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