Kaz Brekker imagines

The Last Time

This is the last time you tell me I've got it wrong.

This is the last time I say it's been you all along.

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This is the last time I ask you why

You break my heart in the blink of an eye.

"I can't believe you Kaz! It's been weeks since you've taken a break. You need rest! You're human!" Kaz threw a sharp glare at her as she sat in front of his desk. "I don't need you to take care of me, Y/N! I'm fine. I don't need you to keep pestering me." Y/N tried to hold back her tears, but her throat tightened with emotion, "Why do you lead me on like this? It's always the same cycle. You let me in only to shut me out, and you know what? I'm sick of it! I can't keep up like this. It's killing me, Kaz. This is the last time I'm asking you, why?"

Kaz shut up eyes tightly and took in a sharp breath. He knew she deserved better, and he couldn't give that to her. They weren't in an established relationship, but over time they came to this unspoken agreement. But he knew he wasn't the one for her. So he's been pushing her away, in hope that she would get fed up and tell him she's done with this game they've been playing. But of course she was too nice to do that. He hated to be the one to do this to her, but he wasn't good for her. He pulled himself together and watched her as a tear escaped the corner of her eye. "You had it wrong from the beginning. I never needed you."

Y/N nodded slowly and walked towards the door in a daze. Once she closed the door behind her she didn't stop walking. She left the club and kept walking down the street. No destination in mind, but all she knew was that she needed to get away.