Sorry, I Don't Date Singers.

Nothing Lasts Forever

"Goodbye, Adam." I whispered, not knowing if he heard me or not.

I set my key to his house down on the kitchen counter, staring at it briefly. I almost second guessed leaving it, but I knew if I took it I would be too tempted to come back and try and fix our broken relationship. Things were just said that couldn't be repaired, feelings were spoken that couldn't be taken back. Too much damage was already done. 

I took a deep breathe, holding back a tear that threatened to break free, and stepped out the door. It was cold outside, the wind nipped at my face and blew my hair all over. I heard a crash from behind the door and Adam yelling curse words. I bit my lip and closed my eyes, taking all my will power and putting it into my foot. I forced my feet down the drive and to the sleek black car that was waiting for me. I was using all my strength to be as strong as possible.

The door opened for me and out stepped Vince. He had a sad look on his normally cocky features, his eyes heavy with emotion as he took in my disheveled appearance. I looked up at him once he was about a foot away from me. His thumb came and wiped my cheek, taking away a tear I hadn't even known was there.

"Want me to kick his ass for you, gattino?" He asked, using my old nickname, kitten.

I shook my head, "I just want to go home."

My voice was harsh and I didn't sound like myself, Vince noticed and ushered me into the limo. The shutting of the door was our cue to the driver to leave. As the car started, Vince pulled me onto his lap and held me close to him. Kap licked my face once we got in, but as we pulled away he ran to the window and put his paw on it. He whined as we drove further away from Adam's, brining even more tears to my eyes. 

I turned my head into Vince's chest, letting the tears drip off my cheeks and onto his shirt. He rarely ever saw me like this yet he knew what to do to make me feel a little better. He stroked my hair with one hand and whispered sweet nothings to me, letting me know everything would be okay again soon. I wanted so bad to believe him. I didn't think I could.

"I just lost my best friend." I told him through a broken voice.

"I thought I was your best friend?" He asked in a lightly teasing tone.

I smiled at that, thankful for him trying to cheer me up. Thankful for him.

"You are. You know that, you also know how much Adam meant to me. Whether I admitted it or not."

"Some things just weren't meant to be ours forever. He'll be okay and so will you." He said, squeezing me.

"I don't know if either of us will be." I said, trying to hold back even more tears.

He sighed, "Oh gattino, you have been through much worse. You're strong, you'll be able to look back on your friendship and see the good you both had. I hope he'll do the same. You need to focus on yourself. You have a great guy who loves you, your health, your career has sky rocketed. You have Kap and you have me. Supernatural hasn't been cancelled and coffee ice cream is still in the markets. You have much to be thankful for, I wish you wouldn't show so much hopelessness. Where's the Mimi that I know and love?"

He was right, I had more than enough in my life. It was wrong for me to want Adam too. I should be happy with what I was gifted and blessed with. I wasn't going to dare let Adam and I's memories bring us sorrow, he wouldn't want that and neither did I. I wanted to remember my dorky, playful, stubborn Adam as a happy one. Not the sad, defeated one that haunted the last of our memories. I wouldn't let that happen.

"You're always right Vince. It's scary." I mumbled.

He chuckled, it vibrated through my body at how deep it was. The sound brought me some joy, and eventually brought a smile to my face.