James POV
I left driving insanely dangerous under the heavy rain falling on San Francisco that day. Too dangerous and I was aware of that, but I wanted to defy the Gods, fate whatever... I took the freeway and in there my foot stepped on gas even more, the tires sliding on the water and my arms barely controlling the truck. Visibility almost zero, the rain tapping on the window was too much and my eyes were blurring. Yes, tears began to assault them clouding my vision even more. I released the gas a bit and took a hand to my eyes and cleaned them with the back of it.
"No...I am not going to cry." I muttered. Then I drove around town looking for an open bar but on Christmas day it seemed really hard to find one. Yeah Christmas are supposed to be spent with your family and I was a lone soul wandering around a ghost town. The more I needed a drink the more I despaired. I could see the motherfucker saying the words so proudly, they echoed in my mind. She couldn't have done that...she couldn't. I stopped in a parking lot to clean my eyes one more time.
"I can't cry...I don't wanna cry..." I said out loud but the more I said the words the more my eyes watered, and I couldn't avoid the tears falling down. "I can't cry for her....I promised myself I wouldn't cry for her anymore..." I yelled and punched the steering wheel. I turned the car around resigned to the fact that I wouldn't find an open bar the day, so I drove around town clueless of where to go. I drove towards a beach and stopped the car near it. It was pouring rain, but I didn't care, I thought the rain would hide the tears falling down my face. I was so angry I was crying because I just didn't want to...I had cried because of her long time ago...I cried many tears and promised one day I would not cry for her again...and there I was.
I got out of the car and wandered around the beach crying, my clothes soaked wet in seconds and not taking the stab in my heart I fell on my knees burying my face in my hands. My shoulders shook and I sobbed like a baby, too hurt to take the betrayal.
Aaahhh..." I cried loud. "Why have you done this Andrea? Why did you lie to me?" I cried. The cell in my pocket rang and I saw Andrea's name flashing on the display. I got up and threw the cell with all my strength to the revolved waters of the sea. "I HATE YOU!" I yelled when I threw the cell away. "I hate you so much..." I sobbed. I sat on the sand and let the rain fall on me.
I felt lonelier than ever, more alone in the world than ever. I could be overreacting but that betrayal in my world was too much. She shouldn't have done that when I asked her not to have that guy around. Was that too much to ask? Talking to him behind my back...The pain I felt inside was unbearable, I needed someone...I needed to talk to someone, and I cried more because I didn't have anyone and the one I had was the one causing all that mess inside my head. Lars wasn't in town because he had gone to spend Christmas at Belle's parents, my father...was not a father most of the times...but he was someone. I went there, desperately I went there looking for comfort, for a hug, for some warm arms around me.
He was really surprised to see me there but closed the door in silence and then looked at me and my miserable look.
"You need some dry clothes. " He said.
"I need a hug." I told him opening up with him like I have never done in my life. "I need a father's hug please...can you do that?" He came closer and opened his arms and I fell in them completely broken and at the same time overwhelmed he was holding me tight, probably last time he has done that I was 12. My shoulders shook an again and I cried loud one more time.
"Son..." My father said holding me even tighter and the more he held me the more I cried. "What happened?" He asked.
"She lied to me, she betrayed me." I cried loud.
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When The Stars Align
FanfictionJames met Andrea in highschool and had been secretly in love with her and she with him but they never confessed their feelings to one other. One day she leaves town misteriously and he never heard of her again, until 10 years later. when they meet a...
