Tony leaned forward, his hands quivering and his heart beating at overly-rapid pace. His vision was impaired by his mind playing tricks with him. He was so afraid of his future. He feared every moment that led up to this one. He aspired to relive any other one besides this one. He knew it couldn't all be as simple as his moments with Jenna, where she was in love with him and he was in love with her.
He placed his foot further frontward, and he placed his hand on the knob attached to the front door. Turning it I the right, he found it not to be locked. Obviously they couldn't have been doing something regrettable that could have been considerable as cheating or infidelity.
He hated beating in on them, because he didn't want to betray either Jenna or Malcolm's trust, but he couldn't just let it slide. He wasn't about to watch his life crumble away and pretend he had no say in what actually happened to himself.
Upon entrance, he saw nothing more than the only thing it took to break his heart.
Cuddle up on the couch, Malcolm in a pair of golf shorts, and Jenna in her tank top and booty shorts. They sat on the couch, Jenna leaned against Malcolm's chest, Malcolm's hand tracing her fingers, on the verge of locking fingers.
Tony tried his very best not to cry or let out any sighs of pain. His grief was getting the better of him. He couldn't let it bottle up inside him anymore.
"W-WHY?!" Tony screamed, sending both Malcolm and Jenna to jump two feet in the air, leaving space between them.
"Man, I can explain-" Malcolm attempted to rationalize.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Jenna demanded an answer, pure rage more powerful than The Hulk overflowed her eyes and mouth.
His eyes fell into a roll between tears as he stated, "I could ask you the same thing."
"Look, man. You're my brother and I love you but-" Malcolm continued to get cut off by Tony's understanding of the situation.
"But you're in love with her?" He sarcastically remarked, tears beginning to flow from his two emeralds for eyes.
"I'm sorry." Malcolm expressed through tears that fogged the corners of his eyes. We all knew that Malcolm loved Tony, and never meant to hurt him. Malcolm loved and still loves Tony. But his heart was stolen by that beautiful blue eyed,brown haired girl.
"Tony...." Jenna blinked between awkward silenced moments.
"I get it, Jenna. I do. I just thought you loved me. We're getting married." Tony blubbered as he desperately tried not to cradle Jenna in his arms. She may have pulled a low move and messed with his heart strings, but he still loved everything about her.
Jenna's ears perked at the sound of the word "married." She sorrowfully looked down at her hand. She gently guided the ring from her finger to the tip of her nail. She gathered the beautiful ring in her opposite hand, closing her fingers delicately around it. Grabbing one of Tony's hands in hers, she guided his hand open, placed the ring in his hand, and closed his fingers around it.
"I'm sorry." Nothing more than the simple phrase. She looked at Malcolm, as if for approval of what she'd done.
His face was anything but approving. He awaited the mental instability tony always somewhat possessed to override his free-will to let away the things that plagued him in awful situations.
Tony looked up from his hand into Jenna's eyes. He made not a single move, beside to lean towards her. He whispered into her ear, and leaned back to his original placement.
Her face cringed, and tears rolled off her cheeks, "I hope you die. How could you?" She sobbed.
He smiled, though pain was visible in his eyes, and he made his way through the front door, leaving.
"The truth hurts. Funny how the irony wasn't even intended there, but you knew what I meant." He smirked, slamming the door behind him, ending everything they'd ever had together.
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Dun dun dun.
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