Inkvite - My Collaborations

Abandon

Note: Originally written on Inkvite by 'Kallie<3', 'Röšëÿ' & 'undormant'. The romance genre isn't my strongest, but Inkvite encouraged you to give it a try, perhaps it came out a little 'dark'.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"Jason mumbled " NOTHING!" I finally snapped " I'm just not having a good day " I started to fidget with my jacket sleeve . Tears ran down my face some how I new what he was going to say "I'm done echo I can't do this any more"
"But I love you!"
"You don't know what love is!"
"Why are you shouting?!"
"It's the only thing you understand!"
"You know what I don't understand!" Jason was standing in the cold, his face leaning on the edge of breaking.

My heart was a loud roll of thunder beating inside my chest. It was so loud I felt as if I would fall over at any second.

"Why you can't be with me!" I felt a warm tear fall down my icy cheeks was this really it? Was this the way it would end? I pushed the thought far back into a dark Conner trying to avoid it trying to see the hope but unwillingly my lips utter the word and I gave up on him "...fine"
"You're cold" said Jason, "it's like you're acting when you show emotion"
"What do you mean?"
"When my mother died it was like you were acting out the emotions of a person, how they should be behaving in that situation"
"I'm crying real tears now."
"For yourself."

I was appalled. How could he act like this after all we've been through? Just throw me out into the wind like an unwanted wrapper.
"You want to know what I didn't do for myself!" My hands gripped tightly, and I breathed in deep. "Letting you in! Loving you!"

Later that night.... Curling up into a ball I layed in bed a red puffiness swarming my cheeks tears sting my eyes for the thousandths time tonight I looked over at the clock it read 4:30 I sighed hours. I had been crying for hours it's not enough "it's never enough ..."

I finally fell asleep. It was Sunday & I didn't wake up until noon.
"Jason?" I called out but the house felt strangely empty. I could somehow tell he'd gone.
I found a note informing me he'd gone for good, to stay with his sister 100 miles away.
I took to my bed.