Sebastian Stan Imagines

«Too Late- Sebastian»

Title: Too Late

Summary: Sebastian leaves then comes back but he's too late.

Word Count (WC): 1607

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I sat there as the tears fell down. He just did it. He left me. For some worthless whore. I don't feel my heart. It's just gone. It's broken. I gave him my heart but he he... he just used it. Like everyone does. He uses for the game. For his pleasure. For his happiness. I gave him my heart. And he breaks it. Right in front of me. Right in front of my eyes. I watch it all go down. Because of him. I watch as my heart breaks and burns to crisp.

That was two years ago. I sat there staring at the screen. My recent movie. It played. But I don't watch it. My mind is off in space. Remembering the times I had with him. But now they're just distant memories.

I haven't found anyone else after that. Yeah I should to help move on or some shit but I couldn't date someone. I can't let anyone take my heart again. Like he did. Like how he just ripped it and threw it in the fire we had created. Or the wildfire he had created.

I now then I wonder if it's worth it. Ever since he left me. I now then wonder life would be if he didn't play with my heart. I now then wonder what it would be if we never met. I now then wonder if he actually left me before it was two years into our relationship. I now then wonder if he was thinking when he did that.

But I'm afraid. I'm afraid that he would've ran back to me. That he knew what he did wrong. I'm afraid that he'll just use me again if he ever did come back.

My heart now feels nub. I don't know what it feels to love. All the movies I do is about a heart broken, soulless person. But they always find love in the end. Or find what it means to love again. What it feels to actually feel love from someone. And that's what's hard to do.

Act like you're happy. Act like you're in love with someone when you're not. You're just like the person in the beginning. Broken, lost, depressed, heartbroken.

I heard a knock. I got up. I walked to the door but I looked in the mirror. I see my reflection. I wiped the tears I didn't noticed that had fallen. I looked at the door. I opened it. And there stands the person who I hate the most.

He stands there.

He looks up from his feet to me. He sees my eyes. I stare into his eyes. I looked down.

"What do you want?" I asked him. He put his hands on my chin. He made me look at him. I smell the alcohol in his breath.

"I've missed you."
"Why would you miss me when you have some whore to sleep with?"
"Because I love you. I missed the days I've been with you. I miss every year, month, week, day, hour, minute, and second with you. I miss your smile, your laugh. I miss your happiness, wittiness, and even your clumsiness. I miss you all." He cooed to me. I was about to melt to his words but I can't. I have to stand my ground. He left me with my heart in ashes. I backed away out of his touch.

"You're too late. You can't take me back. It's been two long years. So leave."
"But Kris-"
"Sebastian I said you're too damn late! Leave!" I snapped at him. He had tears in his eyes. It killed me to see him like this but I just push the feelings away. As I always do.

"You're too fuckin' late to get me back. I now h-hate your guts." I stuttered at the last sentence. I saw a tear fall down his face. I wanted to wipe it away as I usually would do. But I can't no. I just can't though. As I said earlier. Stan your ground, push the feelings away.

I then closed the door slowly. I walked to my living room. I shut the tv off. I then walked to my bedroom. I closed the door. I changed into my pjs. I walked to my bed. I got under the covers. I stared at the ceiling. I then start to wonder again.

What would life be if I just took him back right then and there?

That was the only question I could think. I was lost. Wondering all the scenarios through my head. My eyes then start to feel heavy. I soon drift off to sleep.

"Kristina I love you!"
"No you don't! You wouldn't do this to me if you loved me!" I yelled at him. I saw him sloppily kiss some hoe. Tears forming in my eyes due to anger and sadness.

"I gave you my heart and all you do is burn it." I yelled at him in his face. I turned around and started to walk back to my apartment. I then felt someone grab my shoulder. I smack his hand off.

"Don't you dare touch me or come back to me." I growled at him. He had tears in his eyes.

"Kristina it wasn't what you thought." He muttered. I didn't care what he said anymore. I got to the elevator and I let the doors closed on him. I can't stand him. The scene then changes. I'm in my bed.

I hear a knock on the door. I get up. Yesterday we had broken up. I had tears going down my face. There I see Sebastian. He then kissed me. I melted in the kiss. He then pulled away.

"Kristina I love you too much. I promise that wasn't what you thought it was. She pinned me and kissed me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He told me. He had tears going down his face. I know when he's acting and not acting. He's not acting. I then pulled him.

I opened my eyes. All a dream. Well when he came and made up. That was a dream. Everything before that was true. I then heard a knock at my door. I got up and walked to the door. There I see a man with roses. Classic red. Well my favorite is black roses but red is close enough.

The man handed me the flowers. Told me to sign and I did. Then left. I closed the door. I walked to my kitchen. I set them in the counter. I see the card and a single black rose. I pick the card up.

"I still love you. No matter what."

The card said. I closed my eyes. I squeezed them shut. I put the card down. I then opened them. I looked at the roses. Free flowers I guess. I then hear an another knock on the door. I walked up to the door. There he stands. He looks tired.

"I thought-"
"Kristina just listen to me! When you left I thought I made the worse mistake in life. I thought that it would best if I just stayed home. And that's what killed me even more. That's what made me forget what it means to live anymore. I mean I even started doing this..." He spoke and lifted his shirt up a little. And there on his perfect abs are bruises. And by bruised I mean not the opps accident ones I mean the self inflicted ones.

"I then started to think darker thoughts. That started about a month ago. Then I snapped. I thought I should see you again. So I came to your place five times before I got drunk. Well I guess being drunk gave me enough confidence to knock on your door. And now I just want to make it up. To have our relationship again. Or be friends. I just want you to be apart of my life." He confessed to me. Tears now running down his face. I looked down and away from him. I closed my eyes. I looked at him.

"Why did you kiss her?"
"She pinned me. I had no choice."
"You should've came here earlier..." I started. His eyes filling up with more tears. He looked down.

"I'm too late? I took too much time?"
"No cause then I would've kissed you by now. I would be in your arms. I would be happy that your body is near me..." I continued but didn't finished. I put my finger on his chin. I made him look into my eyes.

"But now you got me. Now you have me wrapped around your finger. Therefore I want you love what you have now. And I know I may be making a mistake by doing this but I seem to be in love with you still." I cooed to him. Tears now running down my face. A smile now across his face.

"I know I don't deserve you but I will love you more than I ever have. I will make you the happiest girl in the world. I make sure nothing will ever make us have to face loneliness again." He told me. I smiled. Then he planted those lips I missed for so long. I melted in the kiss. I wrapped my arms around him. He pulled away. Our foreheads on each other.

"I'll love you forever Kristina. I promise to love you forever and ever til' the end of time."