"it's not your fault."
he didn't believe her as she quickly and
firmly denied his self-accusation.
he just shook his head as he stood up, pacing around the room as he felt the need to break something.
to throw something against the walls.
if he wasn't there for her, he would've done just that.
he felt the impulse to leave, if he wasn't there,
he could've done something.
he would've done something.
but instead, walked over and stood at the side of her bed, not able to move a single inch away from her;
as he shut his eyes and denied her acts of comfort as he listened to
the stupid sounds playing on the television behind him
and
her shallow breathing.
and he spoke, his voice cracking as he croaked out,
"it is! i-i blew it, you're gonna leave me.
please don't leave me..."
cupping his face in her cold hands, she pulled him close for a weak embrace,
as he sobbed through his
useless eyes.
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Nouvellesstory #1 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | eating disorder she just wanted to be skinny for him; she wanted to be the kind of girlfriend he'd be proud to have, even if he couldn't see her. he just wanted to see her, to be able to tell her she was...
