Iridescence | Edward x OC

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They promised that dreams can come true. But forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too.

                                                              - Oscar Wilde
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Driving at a horrifying speed of 180 mph, Edward was there within 6 minutes. He stomped on the break, putting the car in park and darting out of it simultaneously, making his way towards the entrance at a speed that was definitely faster than possible for a human. Nonetheless, he didn't care as he swiftly entered the building, instantly drowned in not only the noise of the loud talking, music, and whatnot, but the thousands of different thoughts that were equally as loud, just doubling the noise all the more. He desperately tried to narrow in on Aris's voice in the hopes that she was talking at that moment, but he was unsuccessful.

To his luck however, he spotted her sitting on the bench outside of the roller rink, though Clay wasn't beside her.

'You're fucking joking.' She thought, instantly feeling the familiar sense of venom and anger coursing throughout her veins as she made eye contact with Edward. And though those emotions seemed to be all consuming, there was still a trace of another emotion behind the ones that she was already feeling. Something between a mix of relief and happiness. The relief was most likely rooting from the fact that Clay was starting to become a lot less subtle, and a lot more obvious with his flirting, so she wouldn't be surprised if he was planning on attempting to kiss her at some point during this date. However, the happiness was rooting from the feelings that she held for Edward deep down, and God forbid she ever let them surface, so of course she ignored those emotions she was feeling, just focusing on the more prominent ones which were outshining her sense of relief and happiness by miles, that being the pure anger and hatred that was clouding her vision.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" She seethed, meeting him before he could reach her, "you promised me! You fucking promised me Edward that you wouldn't do this again! I should've known, because you're a depressed, psychological liar that won't allow anyone else to be happy as long as you're not." Her words felt like knives as she shot them at him. It was agonizing, seeing how he was hurting her and breaking her trust, but he couldn't help it when he impulsively decided to come, not caring about anything except separating both Aris and Clay.

"Aris, you really think that I'm here right now because I don't want to see you happy?" His question was calm, yet patronizing, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world that she was wrong. Though, she nodded, causing him to sigh softly.

'Either she's just oblivious, or I've hid my feelings better than I thought.' He looked down at her, silently begging her with his eyes to just understand. He wouldn't say the words out loud, he couldn't, but he just needed her to know that this wasn't about him not wanting her to be happy.

As if she could read his mind, her eyes went wide and knowing, recognizing the truth finally.

"Oh," she sighed, "you're jealous, and not because I'm going out with someone, but because that someone isn't you." Her voice was barely audible as she whispered it to herself, trying to sort through it. Edward said nothing, but his silence was confirmation enough.

"Edward, we could never work, you know that." Her voice was soft, a tone of angst behind it. She had come to terms with that long ago, and so had Edward, but finally saying it out loud made it true.

"I know." He whispered, his hand meeting the side of her face softly.

Their eyes met, the both of them filled with sorrow. They wished so badly that it could be different, that they could just get along, but the reason they were so attracted to each other in the first place was because of the constant mixed emotions and fighting; it's what kept things interesting. They were both terrified that the moment they started to get  along more often than not, which was most likely impossible anyways, they'd grow bored of each other. And say they did the opposite, say they kept it interesting by constantly arguing and fighting, but also while being together. That's just a toxic and horrible relationship in itself, doomed from the start.