I sat staring at the phone, the black screen sitting on the desk in front of me. My breathing was shallow and a scowl was slowly overtaking my face.
"I'm so sorry..."
Over and over again, the words repeating in my head.
"I'm so, truly sorry. I'm sorry, Angel. I'm so sorry."
I growled and shoved a stack of papers off the desk, digging my fingers in my hair, trying desperately to make the voices stop.
"Go away!" I cried, helpless tears burning my cheeks. "You're not sorry! You don't know what it's like!"
"It kills me not to be there."
I was so confused, I had no idea where these words were coming from, what images my brain was struggling to string together. All I knew was that it hurt like hell, and that every word was in his voice.
"He wasn't there for me..." I muttered, trying my best to infer what my brain was telling me. "I did know him... But..." I groaned as my head throbbed, nearly making me fall out of my chair. "But he wasn't there for me..."
I gasped as the scene suddenly snapped into focus, every sensation coming back to me, every movement reenacted before my eyes. I was sitting in this same spot, looking at my laptop, there, on the desk. David was on the screen, crying... I was yelling at him...
"You promised!"
"Minecon..." I breathed, the word dripping off my tongue without a conscious thought. "He... he didn't go with me..."
My eyes drifted down to my hands, lying limp in my lap. I saw tears dripping onto my palms... but my nerves didn't register a thing.
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Too Good To Be True?
FanfictionIntro: Angel and David have been together for almost three years now and they're hopelessly in love. They've been through thick and thin, always finding ways out of the most difficult situations. They thought nothing could ever change, that they'd b...
