"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈, 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲."
[MATURE]
After finally getting rid of her toxic boyfriend, Bethany Russo is ready to take control of her career in marketing. The only issue is that her favourite word is yes. Never one to disappoi...
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I was getting worried.
It had been just over an hour since Bethany stormed out with nothing but the coat she was pulling behind her. I understood, she was upset and had every right to be but it shouldn't be for the reason she thinks.
I was testing something, I had been from the moment Jack informed me about other's having stolen her ideas before. I wasn't trying to be an asshole, although I knew most of the time I come across like one. I was pushing her, waiting for the moment that she would snap and tell me to fuck off.
Only she never did. Her idea was good, really good and I hated turning it down. The way her face dropped I - I knew I was close. I had been waiting for the moment she finally took what she wanted, her own idea. I don't know what I had been imagining but it was not to make her cry.
I was convinced she was going to get angry at me, instead I found out the hard way that she was sensitive and emotional to criticism, well fake criticism. Nothing that came out of my mouth was true, it just needed to prod a little more but it seems I went too far.
I hurt her when I never meant to. Fuck I never even had a pitch, Jack hasn't seen shit. Seeing the hurt in her emerald eyes, the tear rolling down her flushed cheek sent a pang straight to my heart. It only took her five minutes and then she was storming out the cabin.
She hasn't come back and it's been over an hour. I tried her phone but it seems she is sending me straight to voicemail, I understand why but I need to know she is at least safe. I can't help but pace in front of the dull fire crackling beside me, I need to add more wood but my brain is elsewhere.
My instinct is telling me that something is wrong and that I need to go and find her. I don't want tot leave the cabin though because what if she comes back? I pause body stilling as I consider leaving anyway, at least she would be back here even if I'm not straight away.
I check the time, 4pm. My eyes flick to the sun slowly descending behind the mountains, the sun sets in a hour. I have an hour to find her.
I race to bundle up not knowing how long I'm going to be out in the freezing cold. I pack a bag of water, some bars and a foiled blanket just in case. Heading out the only place I can think that she would go is the town, it's the only place we have both really been since we got here.
I hurry down the hill, slipping slightly a few times as the snow mushes underneath my boots. My breath fogs the air in front of me as I keep my eyes peeled for the red haired girl. It doesn't take me long to reach the town, merely fifteen minutes due to my long legs and it reminds me how every time we make the walk Bethany complains that I walk too fast.
