- it's been 4 days now y/n...
There was an audible sound over the line as it went quiet while he thought.
- I'm sorry okay, I was in the wrong.
- everyone was asking questions and I panicked.
He waited for her to reply but she didn't, she could barely listen to his voice it hurt her that much.
- please say something y/n. Anything.
- I can't stand you. There... happy?
- you forget all those promises you made about us and you drop me like that. I don't want anything to do with you. And by the looks of lasts night red carpet you want nothing to do with me either.
What he had actually said was ' I don't have anything to do with that girl.' He couldn't even say her name he was that kind of guy. And y/n sat there, watching her supposed boyfriend denying any kind of relationship he had with her. For the sake of a career.
It took all she had to not burst into tears.
But she watched and waited.
The boy she loved.
Yet he never changed his words.
Switched the subject and disregarded her.
She locked herself in the bedroom.
Didn't answer when he banged on the door for her to open up.
She let him leave.
And she endured every missed call and text.
But the last one she answered and left him.
She said her goodbye to him.
And walked.
One shaky footstep at a time.
Tiles cold beneath her tender feet.
And pain forced into her tender heart.
She ran the water hot.
Waited as it filled and let it run out the sides.
With his shirt on she lowered her body in.
Leant back and submerged her head into the water.
One last glance at the blaring lights.
One last gulp of water before the blares faded to black.
And any feeling of love was overpowered by the sudden sensation of release.
After all.
They say that when you're drowning.
Right at the last moment.
After all the struggling and gasping.
Right before it's too late.
There's one last moment.
When you feel nothing.
And that feels nice.
