He had daggers and storms in his eyes, and I'd be lying if I said that at the moment, I wasn't regretting forcing Mark to let me into his place. I kept my composure and let him rant and rave about my presence. I took a few more jabs at him, and he growled out some excellent one liners. Going back and forth with him was always fun. "You've been doing me dirty." I said. "You're acting like you're flawless. That's not exactly out of character, but it's definitely wrong." "Explain yourself." he replied, not breaking his icy glare. "You...your orgies, your sex parties, your random hookups, your jerking it at all hours of the day and night...you're basically a sex addict...and you're mad at me over sex. Explain that." "Easy, I don't cheat." He shot me down faster than what I thought he would...faster than I thought he could. I winced. "Your dad is a free agent." I said. "Only when he pisses my mom off. You can't handle that, can you?" I scowled. "I'm handling it fine." "So fine. So fine that you actually convinced yourself that you got pregnant. Idiot." "For your information, I thought I was." "Delusional behavior can cause physical reactions." "I'm not delusional. Maybe I had feelings for Asmoday, maybe I didn't." "You did and you still do. You can't cope with the fact that he's not yours...and you got in the middle of our budding relationship. Who does that? A shit person, is who." "I never meant to." "But yet, when you saw it was happening, you did nothing about it." I was silent. "I'm sorry." I said. "Sorry doesn't cut it this time. I've been more than a little patient with you...and you just keep finding a way to fuck me over. After all I've done for you, what is it that you've done for me someone else can't?" I stared at him. "Love you." I said, standing up and leaving, slamming the door behind me.
I'm not the smartest being who has ever lived, but I know I'm loved by far more than (y/n). Both of my parents love me, Mark loves me, Circe adores me, I'm pretty sure Kobelle is fond of me, and Andromeda literally died because of her obsession with me. I'm a bit magnetic to say the least. Still, there was something about the way she said it that had me troubled. What did she mean and why? I'm pretty sure she was trying to get under my skin, but why did it work? She's so desperate to get my attention. I tried wiggling my toes. Nothing. Great. I called for my dad and he appeared. "Feeling better?" he asked. "No." I replied. "I have no feeling from the waist down, and my joints hurt." "Just don't tell your mom. We just made up...and out." "Yeah, things like that last part-kindly keep them to yourself. (Y/N) was here." "And?" I explained the conversation. "She's just as torn up as you are. She's just lashing out differently." I cocked my head. "Think so?" I asked. "Know so. Look, she's hurt. She's mad, too. The sooner you cut ties with her the better. Do I see a death match in your future?" "After the last one backfired, I'm understandably...uncomfortable with death matches. I can't die again...I can't go back." "That scary, huh?" he asked. "No, I won't be able to come back. Ever. No matter what. I was warned." He made a face. "Yeah maybe don't do a death match then." "Ya think? Anyway, she's...just...I don't know." "Are you getting wishy washy?" he asked, teasing me. "No way, I'm annoyed. I want to forgive her again, but deep down I know it's the wrong thing to do. The two of us were never meant to be friends forever...never thought I'd say that, but it's true." I heard my door creak open. "Speak of the devil." I said, giving (y/n) a death glare. "I forgot my wallet." she said. I looked at the foot of my bed and noticed it was laying there. "Take it and get out." She was meeker this time...she approached me without looking at me and grabbed her item. "I hope you're happy." she said. "Happy? Why would I be happy? I shared my life with yet another being who uses me. That's...disenfranchising." "I never used you." she replied. "All your enemies vanished per your request. I thought you'd make it up to me by being loyal. You did the opposite." "What do you need me to do to make everything up to you? If I admit I'm wrong, can we still be friends?" I sighed. "No. You'd only be admitting you were wrong to stay in my good graces...aka to get me to do your bidding. It was fun, but it's over. There are other humans. You've set the bar for replacing you pretty low. I have to let you go." She seemed to understand this time. "I will never forget you." she said. "I'll never forget you either. I'll always remember the fun we had...but I'll never get over the bad times. Trust me it's better this way. I wouldn't want it if it weren't." She turned and walked away, throwing a sad glance at me over her shoulder. I felt a bit choked...but I sighed it all out of my system. "I think you made a good choice." I looked over at Asmoday. "Don't come in here too soon with that happy supportive bullshit. We're still not on good terms." he rolled his eyes. "Alright, alright. I'll check in here and there. That okay?" I shrugged. "I guess." "Fine then. I'll see you later." he disappeared and left me with nothing but the setting sun and a lap full of fuzzy kitty. So she's gone. Now what?
