Short love Stories

Wide Awake

REALLY SHORT LOVE STORIES

A/N: Sometimes I get inspired by the most random things and I find myself writing down some words.

I will be posting some of those mini love stories here. ENJOY<3

Story 1. WIDE AWAKE

"You told me you loved me," I said, my voice wavering slightly. "Just two nights ago, you looked into my eyes and said it like you meant it."

"I do." Jeremy said as he kept his eyes locked on mine.

He didn't flinch; there was no hesitation in his eyes. It was as if he believed his own words, yet they hung heavy in the air, stripped of their significance. How could this be happening?

"So, how can we be over?" I asked him rising from the couch, disbelief bubbling within me, "We have been together for 3 years. We were on vacation a week ago. We kissed and made love and laughed. We talked about visiting your parents for Christmas. I thought... I thought you were gonna propose to me!" I finish my rambling, my voice rising in pitch, not even realizing what I had just admitted.

Once again, his expression remained unchanged. He sat there, rooted to the couch, looking at me. This time though, his eyes reached mine, he was staring at me as if I was a stranger.

Every time I used to look at Jeremy, I would get a sense of belonging. I felt safe and reassured, like I knew everything is going to be okay. Right in this moment, I felt cold. I felt like I was so alone.

Jeremy takes a deep breath and intertwines his hands on his thighs. He is wearing the grey suit I 've always hated and that ugly black button up that his ex bought him. The socks he has on are the ones I bought him, though. The red ones with the little dancing Santa .

"I was going to propose to you." He says simply with his gaze still on me, "I mean, I thought about it a lot. Especially since we had our vacation planned, it seemed like the perfect moment. Plus, my mom kept asking when we were getting married and it really felt like it was time. But then... I overheard something while you were on the phone, probably talking to Jess. The conversation sounded lighthearted but you said something like, 'I'm not even sure if he has anything planned. He probably won't even kneel; he'll just hand me the ring and expect me to be happy.'" He pauses and looks down before continuing, " And... you were right. I wouldn't have gotten down on one knee. I would have just expected you to be grateful for the engagement. I wouldn't have planned anything special. I would have treated you like that without even feeling bad about it." he admitted, his voice almost a whisper at the end.

I take a step back, my hand resting on the table behind me for support. I look down, struggling to comprehend the words I just heard. It's hard to believe that the man I have been dating for three years has openly admitted to being an ASSHOLE. There is no way he just attempted to shift the blame onto me. There is no way he is acting as if his actions are for my benefit. The realization that I have invested so much time planning our future—dreaming of building a life together and starting a family—feels like a profound betrayal.

There is no way I have been this stupid.

"So, us breaking up seems like the best solution for you instead of fixing everything you have been doing wrong? Does that make sense to you?" I ask him lowly, realizing that my questions are basically rhetorical.

"I love you, Katelyn but I don't think I love you enough. I don't love you enough to turn this world upside down for you. And that's so unfair to you." He states with a lot more confidence in his voice and in that moment my blood turns into ice.