forget.

43.

"why...why do you hate me?"

he looked up at her with anger evident in his gray eyes. he laughed dryly and just stared at the red head in front of him. reliving the love he had for her, all of her; her freckles, her piercing blue eyes, and her smile. jesus, that smile could save lives, and apparently, end them.

"you want to know why i hate you? seriously?"
he asked her with disbelief laced in his voice. she looked back at him expectantly.

"fine. i hate you for a lot of fucking reasons. but where should i start? hm? maybe it's because you're a selfish bitch. you seem to always get your way, and when i didn't let you, you just left. you would disappear for days. FUCKING DAYS ERICA! and then you'd show up at my doorstep like nothing happened. like you didn't just have me worried the hell out of my mind, wondering where you were and if you were even alive. oh! and let's not even talk about how you were screwing my friends behind my back. i had to hear it from a girl in my algebra class..but i think the worst part, was when i couldn't bring myself to leave you. i got so invested in you and our relationship. when i found out i loved you, it was too late. you had already decided that you were done with me, and left, again. you took all your shit and left me without looking back. but what you didn't notice, was that along with your stuff was something i needed; my heart. i loved you so fucking much that i didn't care about myself. i let you do whatever you wanted, as long as you were happy. but i've learned my lesson now. i know not to fall for heartless girls like you."

she didn't bother wiping her tears. she knew more would pour out of her eyes the minute she did anyways. Mason, on the other hand, felt nothing. he worked too hard on his stone wall to let it fall now.

"i'm so sorry Mas..i didn't-"
"no. no. you are not allowed to call me that. and you are not allowed to walk in here and apologize. where were you three months ago? hm? when i was crying myself to sleep, or when i wouldn't even get out of bed i was so sad? where were you then? screwing some more of my friends? or maybe you were out on dates with the bottom of liquor bottles. you're not allowed to come back and make things better. i've learned to live without you. and i intend to keep living that way. you're only capable of loving yourself. you live off the pain of the people you leave heartbroken. it's who you are."

Mason didn't realize he had been crying until he felt his tears hit his hand. he harshly wiped them away, not wanting to show weakness; not to her of all people.

"i can't do this. i won't let myself fall in love with false hope..not again. good bye Erica."