They're Like Us [Part 3]

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POV Shawn

Seeing Indy so happy did something to me. On the one hand, I felt the happiest man on the earth, because nothing is better than seeing the woman you love  smile and sparkle. And damn she did. Her green-blue eyes gleamed in the light. They are so beautiful. I see them every time I close my eyes.

I never thought Indy and I would come to this point. To moving on. But it's hard.

My parents warned me about the drugs in the streets but never the ones with green eyes and a heartbeat. They never warned about falling in love with this amazing girl, and certainly not that I should ever leave her. Fuck.

That's the other side. Although it was good for me to see her so happy, it also hurt me.  Because I'm not the man who makes her happy. That's the other men. I don't even know his name. Or how and when they met.

The boy is covered with tattoos and his arms are a lot wider than mine. I'll admid he's handsome. Definitely Indy's type.

I see how he looks at her, and no matter how sorry I am to say it, he really looks at her in love. Not with lust, not with bad intentions, but really as they deserve. The way every man should look at her.

The boy has put his hands on Indy's butt and pulls her closer to him. Indy and I look at each other at the same moment. Her eyes still shine like they did back then.

I feel a stab of jealousy shoot through my body.  The moment Indy's lips touched the boy, I walked away. I threw Camila's hands off my shoulders and rushed out of the building.  Brian asked where I was going, but I didn't have an answer. I didn't know it myself either.

I only knew I had to leave that party.
Get rid of Indy's happiness.
Her happiness... without me.

But then... Camila follows.
Fuck it.