Nia's POV
All I could do was run, as fast as I could, out of sight. After everything, I really didn't want to believe what was going on, nor did my heart. This whole time, I was too wrapped up in my own fantasy to notice the webs of lies spinning around me. And now, it was too late. The damage had already been done.
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Earlier that night...
Michael's POV
'Don't go!,' I begged shamelessly, 'Please! I need you, I love you Ni,' She glared at me with pure hatred. 'Do NOT call me that ever again! Once I walk out of that door, you will never see me again.' 'No but-' 'But nothing,' she cried, 'Michael, look at me,' My face was now cushioned in her hands. She told me to look at her but I couldn't, I couldn't do it. 'Michael, once I walk through that door, you cannot chase me. You have to let me go. Please, let me have this. Give me some peace of mind, I am begging you!'
Now I don't know wether it was the tears coming out of her eyes, or the story that her eyes told themselves, that made me give up, but seeing her in all that pain gave me no choice. I don't even remember how it happened. Once she was here, and then she was not. I had become used to the unfamiliar coldness in my heart, but the question now was: what is the point of life anymore? If I can't have her in my life, what's the point of living. It's my own fault. And I know it would be so easy...So easy, to take one too many sleeping pills and end it all. Is that what I should do? Or should I fight?
All the emotions came to me at once. I pressed my back against the door, sank down, and cried like I never had before.
Ever.
