The Loveless Letter (GirlxGirl)

Chapter 21

POV: Bree

I was still a complete wreck.

Letting someone share in my secret was cathartic, but not being able to do something about it was still anxiety inducing. Jess hadn't pushed me to do anything and I didn't think I would do anything because it was already a lost cause.

I was a delusional woman stuck in the past.

And why would Liv like me of all people anyway?

I had some many problems that would only weigh her down when she was trying to recover from the horrific things that happened to her when she went overseas. She didn't need my kind of drama and I couldn't even blame her if she thought that way because it was true.

I was drama personified.

It had been a few more days and I was sitting here, in my living room, waiting for my asshat fiance to show back up to the apartment. He said he was coming back from his trip and would be here in a couple hours.

My jaw clenched and I gripped my skirt.

Do you even want him here?

Talking with Jess shed some light on a lot of things...

"Rather have Liv here..." I mumbled under my breath.

I remember looking through Henry's clothes just a minute ago, but feeling disgusted that his things were there. I didn't want his things here. I never did. He was the one to pressure me into moving in together ever since I accepted his proposal.

Now, I'm stuck with Henry here and him as my fiancé...

"Damn..." I said aloud, voice breaking.

The wedding was close.

Closer than I wanted it to be and I had no idea what to do.

How could I marry Henry, but not love him?

How could I go through with marrying him when he wasn't a good person?

How could I do all of this when I was still in love with Liv?

That was who my heart was set on.

That was who I really wanted to marry.

I settled for Henry because I thought I would never see Liv again.

I let out a ragged breath, heart beating in my chest, mouth in a firm line, and jumped when I heard the door being unlocked.

Here we go...

Henry always was grumpy when he came back from a trip, making me feel bad like I had done something, and I knew it would be worse because we argued before he left. I could have just not said my peace when the idiot said idiotic things, but my emotions raged and I couldn't hold my tongue.

And why should you, Bree?

He was the one to spout nonsense...

A storm would rumble through this apartment and I would be in the eye.

"Bree? You here?" Henry called out.

I remained sitting on the couch and didn't respond.

I was waiting for Henry to come to me.

"Bree?" Henry called out again, keys rattling in his hands.

Henry tossed them on the counter, draped his jacket over a chair, and turned to see me staring at him from the couch.

"Bree! Shit!" Henry jumped, holding his hand to his heart. "You scared the shit out of me! Why didn't you answer me when I called your name?"

I rolled my eyes and wiped my sweaty palms on my skirt.

"Henry... We need to talk." I said seriously.

"Talk?" Henry reiterated and then rolling his own eyes like he was the one being inconvenienced.. "If it's about our discussion before my leaving then can you just not? I just got back and I'd like to relax without my fiancée jumping down my throat about nonsense thats days old."

"No, our wedding. You know it's only a week away... right? You do know that, don't you?" I asked, anger rising in my tone.

Henry blinked at that and scrunched his eyebrows in confusion.

"A week? No, no, that... Are you sure? Don't we have things to do?" Henry asked, completely oblivious to all of the wedding planning I've done by myself.

My eye twitched.

"You mean the planning I've done, Henry. Everything is done except picking out the decorations for the venue. And the only reason that isn't done to was because I was sick while you flew off to New York." I answered, seething.

Henry scoffed.

"Now you're just exaggerating. You? Doing everything? Don't make me laugh, Bree!" Henry replied, throwing up his hands and turning around. "And you know I had to go to New York for my job. There isn't exactly anything I can do about that now is there?"

Henry headed towards the kitchen, opening the fridge looking for food, and I had half a mind to throw the nearest object at the big ass head of his.

Stupid, moronic, no-good, piece of shit...

I took a steadying breath and stood up.

"Henry..." I warned.

"Oh, just give it a break! Can you just let me rest in peace?" Henry groaned.

Another eye twitch...

"Then what about the wedding? Are we just going to ignore it?" I asked coolly.

"Ignore it? Why the hell would we do that? Just finish what needs to be done and call it a day." Henry replied, his head still buried in the fridge while he waved his hand.

You know what?

To hell with this!

Stomping my way towards our room, I left the asshole behind who didn't even notice my leaving anyway, and bee-lined for my nightstand. I usually tried to leave it on the charger for a little bit when the battery gets dangerously low before using it again, but I had something to do.

And I had postponed this long enough.

So, I picked up my phone, dialed her number and waited for her to pick up while I bit on my nails...

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Sorry for the short chapter, but its going to be a continuation from Liv's POV next.

Hope you're still enjoying the story!