Mitchel's POV
Part 2
"You're unbelievable." I back up and hit the wall. Tears brim my eyes and everyone looks at me.
"What did I do?" I stutter. Christian shakes his head and reaches for my hand.
"I'm sorry." I shake my head and I put my arm behind my back. Everything felt fuzzy. It felt unreal. The whole scenario seemed fake and I was waiting for someone to come out and say it was a prank. I desperately prayed that would happen.
"Mitchel, please-" I look back up and see Christian looking at me. He looked concerned but regretful at the same time. I look away and down at the floor. My world felt like it was shattering and my heart was being brutally torn apart.
Yes
The word kept repeating itself in my mind and it was killing me each time.
"Why?" I ask. Did I want to know why? Absolutely not. At least I would get some sort of validation. I think.
"At least tell me why you did it." I shrug and cross my arms.
"Don't make me say it here."
"Matter of fact, I will make you say it here. Why? Because everyone will know anyway and this relationship is over, so at least have the guts to tell me why you couldn't keep your dick to yourself."
"I don't love you. That's why. That's not an excuse. That doesn't help you or change how you're going to feel but I don't love you."
"Wait-" What could I possibly say? Nothing. I search for words but none came to mind. I feel my heart drop to the lowest extent and my body was burning with ways to handle this situation. Was he joking?
"You don't love me?" I question. That was clearly what he just said, why would I ask again. Maybe I misheard him. Please be a joke I plead in my head.
"I'm sorry." He mutters. I hear someone scoff and I look over to see Clinton shaking his head. Now I felt embarrassed.
"And the year and half we spent together? You didn't love me?" I question again. What was I looking for? If he didn't love me, then he didn't love me. His loss or mine. It was someone's loss. That still wasn't enough.
"I never loved you the way you wanted me to. You're my best friend-"
"Was" I correct. I knew if I lost him, I would be losing everything. Now, I was praying I wouldn't. Too late. I lost him all together. Our friendship and our relationship.
"I tried." He pleads. "I really did. I do love you Mitchel. I love everything about you. You're a great person and I do cherish the time I spent with you, but it's not what I'm looking for."
"You either love me or you don't, asshole. You can't say don't love me and then say you do. What about all the ways you showed me that you loved me. That was all fake? That was planned? You're used to that?"
I no longer cared about anyone else in the room. It felt empty besides Christian and I.
"That was me trying. It became so clear that you loved me...I wanted to love you that way too. I did everything I could to feel that love, but for me Mitchel, I just didn't feel that way." My breathing felt heavier and my vision begins to blur.
"a-and you thought leading me on this whole fucking time would solve your problem? You lied to me this whole fucking time."
"I'm sorry."
"No. You're not sorry. You're not sorry at all. You literally took everything I had and used it. I-I gave you everything-" I breathe heavily and feel the tears begin to fall.
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