“Are you sure you want this?” Seth asked me. He probably expected me to be hurt, like him, but I didn’t ache for the reasons he thought. I ached because I disappointed another person. I knew he had a tremendous crush on me and it confused him that I was pushing him away right after an intimate night.
I was a whore. I get it! I was used to the word, no longer shamed by it. I didn’t care what people thought anymore. It was the fact that I hurt Seth by using him, I bet he thought. In actuality, I wasn’t a romantic person. I kept personal feelings at bay to protect myself from getting hurt or sidetracked. Unfortunately, Seth, like many others, became a casualty of my cruelness.
His face fell when I shook my head. Leah sighed behind the wheel, keeping her eyes focused on the ice smeared roads, careful to control her outdated Sedan.
“Seth,” I tried to reason with him again, avoiding eye contact to spare me from the tremendous guilt already chewing at me. “You and Olivia have the best chances at happiness and I’m not going to deny her that.”
“What about me?” Seth rounded my statement. I resisted the urge to glare at him.
“You will be happy, Seth, when you embrace it.” I insisted. “Few people are given the opportunity to have a soul mate.”
“You were one of them,” Seth made a snide remark, trying to debate that imprints don’t work.
“Jake and I are different. He didn’t want me, Seth. He wanted Bella, just like you’re supposed to be with Olivia but are too blinded with your infatuation with me. Don’t argue with it, Seth, especially if you never gave it a chance.”
“You got hurt in the end,” he retorted.
I shrugged. “In some cases, people do. Stop fretting over what happened between Jake and I. In fact, learn from our mistakes. Olivia wants you. She loves you, even if you never gave her the time.” With that said, I concluded and stayed silent the rest of the short drive, thinking about the situation, and I assumed Seth did, too, because he didn’t say anything else.
I knew something like this was bound to happen. Maybe that’s why it didn’t hurt so much. I didn’t get attached to Seth in a romantic way, knowing that if I did, I’d be shot in the heart again when he found his match. Of course, I felt happy for him, as a friend, that he found someone to fulfill those needs he had for a partner, a wife, and probably mother of his children. I was never suited for that life, I mused, watching the blackened trees blur by.
It seemed like Jake had known something was up because as we pulled up, he waited for us on the porch. Seth stepped out from the backseat while Leah and I proceeded slowly out of her car, anxious about how to approach this. Jake nodded at Leah, suspiciously glanced at Seth, and then at me. His eyes widened at my face, heavy and sad, and he pushed himself off the railing and leapt off the stairs to engulf me in his arms and lead me into the warm house where a fire blazed. I was so numb I didn’t bother fighting him and shamefully walked alongside him, rarely looking up from the ground.
Inside Olivia glanced at me from the couch when she muted her reality TV show. She got up and sized up Seth who followed behind his sister.
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FanfictionAfter suffering heart break too many times, Marisol decided to give herself a new life. She has new responsablilties and no one is going to throw her focus off, that's what she wanted to believe. And it worked for a while before old faces stir up ol...
