[15] Stranger

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((Oleander POV))

I slammed the door and walked down the stairs that led up to Vincent's home. My legs felt like shit but I didn't care. I wanted to get away, away from them. Wasn't sure where I'd go or how far, but as long as I was on my own, it was fine.

This day only begun and it already was going downhill. I wonder what else is gonna come up and make it worse?

I felt so frustrated. I only kept making a fool of myself, in front of Vincent, Susan, and even Aeron...

I shouldn't have reacted like that when Vincent pushed me away but, I felt like he didn't want to be near me because something was wrong with me.

The way he shoved me, and told me he didn't want me-

Did I do something wrong?

He didn't even tell me why other than it's too soon but...

...

He's right, it is too soon.

I didn't want to admit it but seeing how desperate I was for some kind of affection-

I only wanted it because Aeron was no longer there to give it to me.

I still love Aeron. Deeply.

Even if he is an asshole... He loved me too at one point.

I was his Olive.

But the sound of that name only disgusted me. It was no longer the pure nickname he once gave me.

Our love was no longer the pure love I believed it to be.

It was toxic.

We were only killing each other by the days.

But...
If it was so toxic-

Why do I still love him so much?

My heart aches so much for Aeron, and I just don't understand why. I saw this coming, I always knew Aeron was going to leave me eventually but...

Not like this.

Never like this...

Not once did I think he would become so monstrous or have the intention to hurt and use me the way he did.

Who's first thoughts about someone they loved so much would be such things?

Aeron wasn't cruel to me when we first met. He cared so much and would always be there for me at the worst of times...

What happened?

Was it me? Did I cause it? Did he just grow unhappy because I never gave him enough? Was I enough?

It killed me.

He would tell me frequently, "I'll never leave you."

"I'll always love you."

"We'll stay together forever."

Haha. It's funny-

What lies he told me.

"I would never hurt you."

"I never intend to leave you for another."

"I'll never grow tired of you..."

And yet I can't forget the loving touches of his. The way he looked at me after we kissed. The warmth of his body when he held me close. His soothing voice as I drifted off to sleep.

His breath on my neck when we...
When we...

I felt so starved. Starved of touch. It's only been a day but he's been so distant for two years now.

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