sometimes it feels as if you won't find the one, even when you were so sure you did. a drabble
The room was silent finally. The shattering glass no longer echoing and bouncing around the room. Two figures stare blankly at each other. Their breathing was erratic. One teeth were clinched, the other their fists were.
"What happened to us?" The darker girl whispered into the cold air. Her dark eyes searching desperately for an answer in her wife's eyes. She gives up when she's met with reflected confusion.
"Normani." Her voice hoarse from yelling, she let out the desperate call. Normani's eyes flickered to hers again, she licked her lips sighing out.
"I know. I know you want to give up. I- I just can't." Her manicured nails were brushed through her now untamed hair.
"But Normani-" She was cut off with a dry laugh. Ariana looks at her worriedly.
"Look up there." Doing what she's told her eyes look up at the large framed image. Her eyes get watery.
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"Us just four years ago." Normani ended emotionlessly. Tears were pouring from her eyes despite how well she restricted the shake from her voice. Normani wiped her eyes angrily.
"I still love you, fuck." Her voice cracked. Ariana couldn't help but feel guilty, her heart wasn't the way it was three years ago.
"I- I'm sorry." Now crying Ariana tried her damnedest to voice just how sorry she was.
"It's okay. You don't look at me the same. The light in your eyes dimmed long ago. I'm an idiot." Normani whimpers covering her face. Ariana reaches out to her but was shrugged off.
"I signed the papers. They're over there." Normani points at the coffee table that had been untouched during their fight. Hesitating Ariana walks over to the glass table.
Looking around, memories she shared with Normani started filling her mind. Ariana stares at the envelop now in her hands. After thinking long and hard, she holds the paper in her hands and begin to rip it.
Normani gasp looking up. Her eyes meet the very one's she fell in love with years ago. Ariana, with a newly lit fire in her eyes smile at her.
"If you're willing, I want to go to marriage counseling. We will make this work."
sometimes all it takes is effort to heal the deepest wounds .
