Fire meet gasoline (Skeet Ulrich)

34. - THE END

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"Skeet?" I peeped. 

He quickly brushed away the tears with his hands, but there were other coming up. 

"It's the end. It's over. And you know it. You knew it a long time ago," he sighed, his voice trembling. 

"But you ... you said you loved me ... you said it so many times," I was almost breathless from the shock. 

"And I did. With all my heart I did love you. But sometimes love isn't enough," tears weren't there anymore, his voice was so cold.

"You ... you proposed ... "

"And if I could take it back, I would."

I cried out. 

"Skeet, I ... why?" 

"I don't want to be with you anymore, Victoria. Please, just ... pack your bags and leave this house."

"You said you loved me," I fell to the ground, paralysed. 

"And I don't anymore. In those two weeks I understood a lot of things. And one of them was that you don't belong with me."

"You slept with her, am I right?" I didn't recognize my voice, like it was some stranger speaking. 

"I did. Couple of times, yeah. And with other women too," he looked down at me. 

"Why?" 

"You cheated. And I did it too. And to be honest, Victoria ... it felt great. And free. And maybe that's my nature. I can't be tamed," he said with a voice like he was telling me what the weather would be next day. 

"How can you be so cruel? After everything?" I stood up, my knees shaking. 

He just shrugged his shoulders, like nothing's going on. 

"Skeet ... Did you ever love me?" I asked so quietly that I didn't know at first if he heared me. 

"I did. At first I did. But it faded away. And this month we were next to each other like strangers and I didn't miss you. In fact I wanted you to go away. I should said that earlier, probably."

With every word he was cutting my heart to tiny little pieces and those tiny little pieces to even tinier more little pieces. 

"It's not just about it, right?" I took a deep breath and took out my suitcase from closet, "there's something more, hm? And there was, even before. Come on, you can tell me now."

"Yes. There was. I don't wanna pretend anymore like I'm happy when I'm not. And yes, you're beautiful, but there are women far more beautiful. And smart. And I liked it with you, especially sex, but you became boring. And not enough for my appetite after a while, so ..."

"You cheated during our relationship?" I zipped up the suitcase. He nodded. 

I put the jacket on, it was three AM and quite chilly. To this day I can't understand how could I be that serene. How could I not beat his ass, or scream at him, or whatever. 

I took a deep breath once again and put the ring down on the table. 

"Even though you ...," I couldn't finish, so I bit my lip and looked at him, "I loved you with all my heart. And I still do. You were so important to me and I wish you the best, Skeet. Goodbye," I took one last look at the bedroom and at him. The chocolate eyes I loved so much, soft wrinkles around them, his strong hands, his lips ... it all felt so cold and distant. I ran down with heavy bag, looked around me and closed the door. And with door I closed another chapter of my life.