"I can't when you don't even care.."
"I never said I didn't care!"
"But you don't!"
Once they were enemies, now they're lovers. Let's see what happens four years later. Have they been able to keep themselves together? Have the stayed together? What...
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And sometimes, All you can do, Is love better than The hurt -Ariana
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"Where have you been?"
I knew it was late, later than I had said I'd be out, but I didn't think he'd notice, or even realize I wasn't home. At this point we both knew, we had drifted. Each being a complete stranger to the other. Our body's never touching unless it was a hug goodbye, my lips having forgotten the taste of his. Slipping away while still seeing the other was harder than any breakup I had ever been through.
"Out with Sonny," I replied with a nonchalant type of attitude. When I used to feel so happily in love to see him or hear his voice, I felt nothing. Andy had numbed his entire existence without doing anything, both metaphorically and literally.
"Have you been drinking?"
"I don't know mom, have I?" I shouldn't have been mad at his concern, but his concern wasn't genuine. It was all an add on to some kind of theory Andy had going in that mind of his. He cared to know if what he was thinking was true.
"Ryan?"
"Andy." I breathed finding my clothes and overnight bag. Sonny had wanted me to spend the weekend with him, and I didn't think Andy would have a problem with it since he was never here anyway. Telling me he had to work over the weekend.
