Oranges in the Winter; G.D.

VIII

Previously on "Oranges in the Winter":

"I thought that was what you wanted?"

"IT WAS"

He looked upset and confused.

I was beyond hurt.

"Grayson. I don't think I feel the same about you anymore."

My heart sunk. But I knew that was the right thing to do.

I can't respect a cheater. No matter the situation was or is.

He pushed away from me.

"It was what I wanted. But not in that way."

His chin quivered ever so slightly.

He nodded his head and turned around putting his hands in his joggers and walking towards the school doors grabbing his bag and keys and leaving me standing in the lunchroom all alone.

"Gra-"

He turned around sharply and inhaled a held whimper

"You know what Amaryllis, fuck it. You made your choice didn't you? If you don't want to deal with me, then that's whatever. I'm done wasting my time on something you clearly don't want."

And with that he was gone. Just like that. 

I didn't chase. 

I didn't cry.

I didn't feel.

He's gone. 

I'm all alone again.

I trudged to my car and drove back home.

Once I got back home, I waited.

And waited.

For his name to pop up on my phone.

A FaceTime call, a phone call, a message. 

Something.

I called his phone looking for some kind of clarity that he's not really gone.

It went straight to voicemail.

I stared at the falling snow outside. 

I'm all alone again and I feel my flowers withered.

There's nothing left to live for.

He's gone.

The smell of citrus lingers in the air.

I've lost my will. 

And I've lost my growth.

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