Dangerous Addiction M.R (T.N)

Thirty six

"And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now."

April 3

Two weeks later

It's weird how I always end up alone at the tower. I mean, I love being here. It's my safe place. But it used to be our place, but I'm okay with that now. I'm so close to a year without Mattheo. It's almost been ten months since we said goodbye. And I sure did miss him a lot in the beginning, and a part of me does miss him now. But even though my heart might love him, the rest of me hates him. I hate how he left me without saying anything. I hate how he lied to me all this time. And I hate how he gave me that stupid bracelet and gave me hope for us. Because it was all a fucking lie, we would never end up with each other. I hate him, not for who he is but for what he did to me. And I'm so fucking tired of sitting here every night thinking about how he might come back because, honestly, I never want to see his face again. I take off the bracelet, looking at it, almost hesitating for a second before throwing it away. But it never leaves the tower. It's stuck in front of me, in the air. I look at it in shock before turning around and seeing a shadow behind me.

"Theo?" I whisper, almost a bit scared. But the shadow doesn't answer, and I see the bracelet slowly flying toward me. I look between the bracelet and the shadow slowly approaching me. It can't be... Please don't let it be him.

"I thought I told you that it was unique." His voice says, and I feel my heart break hearing his voice after all this time. He is here... He walks closer to me, and I can see his face. It's different. He looks like he is in pain, not physically but mentally. His face is dusty, and there is a scar over his left eyebrow. I can see how sad he looks as he walks closer, but I only turn back around, not wanting to look at him.

"It's too late," he sits beside me, and I want to leave, but I'm stuck in my place.

"You have every right to be mad at me, Rosie," I look out, seeing the stars and the moon. I would have thrown myself over him a few months ago, but now? Now it's too late. I'm so tired of his games.

"Rosie, please talk to me." He lay his hand over mine, and I looked at him, feeling tears in my eyes.

"You lied to me," he doesn't say anything. He only freezes and stays quiet.

"You are not going to say anything? Not even defend yourself?" I snort, looking away from him again, but I can feel his gaze on me all this time.

"I'm not sure how I lied to you, but I can explain." I roll my eyes. Explain? I dont want him to explain. It would only hurt me even more.

"What is there to explain? How did you practically make me break up with Theo? Or how you lied to me about it for months." He looks at me in shock. I bet he didn't know I would find out about that. Which means he never was going to tell me about it.

"Rosie-"

"No, Mattheo, I'm so fucking tired. I'm so tired of your games. You played with me all this time. I loved Theo. Everything was perfect before you showed up. I felt ruined. And like that wasn't enough, you made me fucking fall for you, and dont tell me it wasn't your fault. I fought so hard in the beginning not to like you. You just had to put on your charm and make me fall for you. But that was all a lie, too. It was all a stupid game." He looks at me, pain in his eyes. He stays quiet in the beginning before he shakes his head.

"You do not understand," I roll my eyes. Oh, I don't understand.

"I was broken without you, Mattheo. I didn't sleep. I didn't fucking eat and treated my friends like shit because of you. Not even a letter? But I dont understand. Do you know what I dont understand? Why are you here after all this time? Was it because you knew I finally was over you? Are you here to ruin me again, make me fall for you?" I scream at him, and he only stares at me, but something in his eyes changes as I say the last part.