Hopeless Romance

8 0 4
                                    

My love for you was built like an indestructible castle..

It was beautiful in my eyes, everything a pretty (f/c).

And yet.. you hate it. You hate it all. You'd even go far enough as to burn it all down.

My perfect world crashed and burned down once I saw how you really were.

I was blinded by my one-sided love to notice all your hatred and aggressive threats toward me.

I only noticed this aggression when you started yelling at me. It was because you were in a bad mood and to try and comfort you I said, "I love you" with a gentle hug.

You had pushed me so hard I had fallen and hit my head on something, I still don't know what it was but it was enough to cause bleeding.

Even if I was bleeding you proceeded to yell and scream at me about how much you hated me, wanted me out of your life, gone, dead even.

It hurt.. a lot actually.

Did you.. really have to say that?

Were you that angry about whatever had happened before?.. Or did you just let out your built up aggression once you acknowledged my feelings for you?

My love..

My "pathetic" love for you...

[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]

"Did you hate me from the start.?" A blank expression on my face.

"Why did you say yes if you never loved me? Never liked me? Hated, no, despised my existence?!" aggression building in my voice as tears ran down my warm red cheeks.

"You should've just kept ignoring me, never said yes and just left me with my hope filled emotions for you.. but now it's all gone.."  I sat on my knees, looking towards your shoes as blood dripped down my temples and onto the carpeted floor.

"If you want to break up with me,. y-you should do that now before my feelings comeback.. I need to patch myself up..." I wiped the tears from my face, standing up and bowing before I walked to the bathroom, locking the door.

With a quiet sigh, you stood there for a moment, then proceeded to clean up the slightly messy room.

A quiet, almost silent apology escaping your lips.

Short Stories/ScenesWhere stories live. Discover now