Mixed genre oneshots

#23 ~sadness/romance

I sat perched on the stone-cold floor my head in my hands the rain like ice falling heavy on my head. My mind was a mess, I just wanted someone to come to turn on the light so I could see my thoughts clearly. The world around me fell silent and the only sound detectable was that of the harsh weather. I sat only in a now soaked through t-shirt and jeans my once brown hair now black and sticking to my face like tar. Then I heard him call my name. Him. I didn't want to see him so why was he here? Tears as cold as metal pricked at my eyes threatening to fall at any moment, words in my throat became stuck as if too scared to come out. He ran before stopping in front of me my gaze in a staring contest with the floor. "Babe? What's wrong?" He said trying to place his jacket on me. I threw it across the floor, "don't call me that. Don't ever call me that." I choked tears sliding silently down my face. "What do you mean? What's going on?" He said, bruised by my words. "You know what's wrong. I saw you." The words I said hurt me more than they hurt him. "Oh." He took a step back and ran his hand through his hair. "You mean.." He trailed off the look of hurt in his eyes sending a shooting pain through my chest. I didn't want to say it, I didn't want to hear it, I didn't want to come to terms with it. "Yes." He put his head in his hands for a second trying to find an ounce of justification for his actions. I guess he never found it "I'm sorry okay it's just..." He trailed off again the rain more audible than him. "What? What could you possibly say to me that makes this any better? I'm done, I'm sick of this, I'm sick of being hurt and I sick of you. " I said wiping the tears from my eyes with my sleeve which only made it worse. "Please, don't do this" he pleaded his soft brown eyes holding such pain that mirrored what I held in my heart. "I'm sorry." I began crying again. I got up ready to walk back into the darkness as he wiped the silent tears running from his eyes like a waterfall of agony. I walked up to him and took every aspect of him in, his eyes pleading with me. I placed a soft kiss on his icy lips, a final goodbye to the man I loved. Loved. Tears fell faster as i walked away this time no one to follow me, no one to tell me all was going to be okay, no one to love.