His Pretty Little Lie (Sequel)🔞

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Mason's POV
I breathed in a sigh, I don't need reminders of the past. I know I still only have feelings for her I mean shit sometimes I even jerk off when I imagine her, sometimes even to her letters. I don't think I ever stopped wanting her but I repress it now. It's just painful knowing our past.

"What do you want?" I blurted out.

"I...I want to talk to you."

"Figured that. About what?"

"Look I'm sorry ok!? I wish that things didn't end like that but they did. I miss you...I just miss you." Yet she's got that ring shining on her finger.

"Ok."

"Ok? Mason, Mason...do you not feel anything for me?" If I told her that I do...there's nothing she can actually do about it. I'm stuck here still. I just stayed silent staring at her. "I'm married now." She showed that hideous ring as if I needed a reminder.

"Good on you." I replied clenching my jaw. Some other man gets to fuck, kiss and talk to her each day...

"Wanna know who it is?"

"Do I need to know? It's not like I know them. Look liana, if you're here to talk about how great your life is I got your dumb letters."

"Y-you got them? If you did why didn't you answer?" To give you that ounce of satisfaction you so badly craved? Hell no.

"I didn't want to really communicate with you."

"Can you at least accept my apology? And stop fucking talking to me like that!"

"Like what?"

"Oh Mason you know. You sound like you don't want me here. Like you'd rather be anywhere else."

"Because I would. I mean, come on what do you expect, you think I give two fucks about you? You come here and bother me and talk about how you're married and how I should or shouldn't talk to you, I owe you nothing. What we had, it means nothing now." In all honesty what I just said now, I didn't mean it all. I want her to hurt like I hurt. I like how she came all the way over here, to come and see me. Guess her husbands not doing it for her anymore, at least now I know she's still hung up on me.
Julianna's POV
I felt my eyes start to tear up as I listened to his words, how could he say that to me? All that we had...it meant nothing to him? Whilst I sit there each day thinking and feeling guilty and he wants nothing to do with me? I felt a tear rolling down my cheek and I immediately wiped it away.

"Well...well I really h-have to go." I felt my words go wobbly and I quickly picked up my things and stood. I got what I wanted. The answer I needed to hear escape his lips. There's no salvaging what we once had.

"Enjoy your life Liana." I probably deserve it. He stood up putting the phone back in its place and walked away with a police officer. I get it, I mean I expected it. Obviously he'd be upset but fuck a small part of me wanted a tiny part of him to still care. I put the phone back in it's place, tears beginning to fall down my cheeks. I looked back one last time before standing up to leave, I wished and hoped that he'd turn back, I wished and hoped that he'd turn back and just look at me. Maybe even mouth out a sorry but the door closed and he was gone.
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