The bags dropped to the floor and Frito ran away towards the stairs. I never wanted to not leave a place behind more, because now it was over.
He was already on a work call in the car avidly ignoring me. So when I brought the bags up with his driver, I wasn't surprised. We were back in this cold reality.
He didn't love me, he couldn't. But that was okay, it had to be because this wasn't meant to be that way. I wasn't meant to be with him, my forever was with someone else. But he'd always be that lingering question of what if.
"Frito want to eat?" I call out to him and surely he rushes back down with a toy in his mouth happy to be back home. I follow him into the kitchen and pour him his cup of kibble.
I had a class at eleven, one that I dreaded getting to. But now that the clock showed ten, I knew I should be making my way to campus.
I went upstairs to change and packed my bag of abandoned items from the weekend.
School would be my focus, graduation was just three months out. Then I'd be able to start my life. I grab my keys and bag and go down to check on Frito. He's still eating beside the maid as she cleans up the kitchen.
I waved her bye and left for campus.
Today it was cold, frigid even, just like everything else in my life. My mom is still avidly avoiding me and all in all, it sucked. Just because Dad dies, doesn't mean you go with him. You can't stop being someone's mother, well maybe mine. I'm a grown-ass adult, but what about James?
I ran to the bus and as the doors opened I quickly sank into the nearest seat flipping through my book. Today shouldn't be too bad, me and Olive are going thrifting later. The words of Lana soothed my ears as the snow fell, but happiness wasn't a butterfly and I felt utterly lost.
This weekend was a mistake, I got a glimpse of someone who didn't exist. And that reality was painstakingly brutal. I wanted that Hayes, not the one I get every day. But that Hayes, the emotionally vulnerable and loving one was nonexistent, extinct even.
The bus stops and I find myself on campus. Today the shuffle of things was harder with the snow, no amount of cocoa could fix this. I headed into my behavioral neuroscience class. I saw Liz had saved a seat for me and I took it settling in before the professor arrived.
But then I look over and he catches my eye. I freeze as we make eye contact. A slow smirk grows upon his lips as he stands up.
"Princess Liliana?" He steps over towards me and I can't help but giggle. Colin greets me with a warm hug as I stand.
"Colin, what are you doing here?" He looks around slightly lost.
"Guessing this is not my architecture class?" I shake my head and point to the board displaying today's lesson plan "Yeah I don't think I should be anyone's therapist" Liz laughs and I look over.
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First Strike
RomanceWhen Lily Langston goes to a game with her best friend. The last thing she ever thought to happen was being hit in the face with a ball. But what left her even more shocked was when the guest pitcher himself, the known ruthless billionaire Hayes Gr...