Train Wreck

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EMILY'S POV:

   "Heather, if I see you anywhere near here again, I will call the cops. I'm serious, leave me alone. We're done." I slammed the door.

After seeing Y/n and Blake together, I realized my heart belonged to her and if I had to wait until it was free again, then that's what I was going to do.

I walked over to the window and started to ball. How could I have done this to her? I told her I wouldn't hurt her and then that's the first thing I do. I felt like I was going to vomit. The thought that I caused Y/n pain was almost more than I could bare.

I somehow made my way up to my bed and crawled into the sheets, which would soon be covered with my tears. As I buried my face into the blankets, I caught a wiff of Y/n's perfume. I'm certain my heart stopped for a moment. Flashes of her and I together filled my head only causing me to cry harder. I can't believe how badly I've fucked up.

And it's not like I could just go over to Y/n's and beg for forgiveness. She was with Alex now. I missed my opportunity. The one woman I'll ever truly love, I let get away because I was scared. The only reason I said I didn't know if I was having a hard time with the break up with Heather was because I was afraid to let Y/n all the way in. In trying to save something I always seem to do the polar opposite.

The thought of the two of them together was excruciating. But, all I want is for Y/n to be happy. Even if it's not with me. But I'll never kiss the lips of anyone other than Y/n, that much I know for sure....


Y/n's POV:

   "good morning" Alex kissed my cheek.

   "good morning" I smiled.

We decided to spend the day together so Alex made breakfast, we went to an art museum, and a little coffee shop just down the corner form her house. It was a lovely day. And I only thought about Emily, like, eight times.

    "Are you hungry?" Alex asked as she unlocked the door to her apartment.

   "I'm ok, thank you" I set my purse down and sat on the barstool.

   "Ok, well-" Alex started but was cut off by her cellphone. "excuse me"

I flipped through a magazine while I waited for Alex, and about ten minutes later she returned.

"what's wrong?" I asked when I saw the look of concern on her face.

"I just got a call from Strauss"

"what?"

"I've uh, I'm being reassigned to Boston field office."

My heart dropped.

"you're joking right?"

Her silence answered that question fast.

"y/n, I don't have a choice."

I couldn't move. I just looked at her speechless.

"I told her I wanted to stay and she said that wasn't an option."

"so that's it?" my voice broke. "you're leaving?"

Alex walked over to me and wrapped her arms around me.

"Honey, I don't get to make that call" she began to cry too.

I pulled away from her.

"so what does that mean for us?"

"I-I don't know"

"Alex, I can't go with you" I began to cry even harder.

"I know" she whispered as tears continued to fall from her eyes.

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