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ruel (singer-songwriter)

flashback to two weeks ago

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I thought I understood how hard this would be. hell, trying to plan what I would say to him in my head was beyond complicated. nothing I thought up deemed itself worthy of what I was about to do, to him, me or us.

of course, I loved him to the moon and back. infinite isn't even the word I would use to describe the amount of love I have for him. he's brought out a side of me I had no idea existed, all while loving me like no other. the way he holds me sets every inch of my body on fire, and the feel of his lips on mine, or anywhere on my body sends me into a frenzy of euphoria. his voice and every word he speaks effects me in ways I could never put into words.

not in a million years did I ever think i'd love someone like I love him.

but now his career is taking off and while i'm so fucking proud of him, I don't know how to cope with it. sure, we've spent time apart when he was doing solo shows not too far from me. however, his first ever international tour is coming up in a few weeks. meaning he'll be gone for weeks- months even, and this is the just the beginning.

rather than explaining how I feel to him and becoming something that holds him back from his dreams, I realize its probably better to let him go- off of the leash that is our relationship.

now, Ruel sits on the end of his bed, looking up at me as I pace back and forth in front of him, "love, whatever it is, i'm sure you can tell me." he attempted to reassure me, but he had no idea.

"I-I don't know how to put this," I took a deep breath, "without breaking down, completely."

watching his eyebrows furrow in confusion, he ran a hand through his hair, "y/n, whatever has got you so stres-"

but I didn't let him finish his sentence, "Ruel, i-i'm breaking up with you." I rushed out in a voice quieter than i'd expected.

I knew for sure that he'd heard me when his eyes widened, "w-what? why? what did I do? I-I can fix it, whatever it is." Ruels voice was frantic and his eyes searched my face for an answer or explanation.

shaking my head, I closed my eyes trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill, "you didn't do anything, and there's nothing to fix. i-it just has to be like this, and I think it'll be better for the both of us." yeah, it might not be better in the beginning but I knew he'd heal overtime.

"wh- how do you figure?" his eyes began to gloss over and he stood up, tugging at his brown locks.

only seeing him cry a handful of times, and knowing I was causing it this time made my heart clench, "y-you know I support everything you do and i'm so goddamn proud of where you're going with your career, but you're also going on an international tour soon. I just- I know that it'll be better for you to not stress about me while your out achieving your dreams, and it'll be good for me, mentally and emotionally." I tried explaining it the best I could but the look in his eyes showed me he didn't agree at all.

the first tear fell from his eye, down his cheek and making it to his jaw before falling to the wood floors of his bedroom, "how could you ever think i'd be better off without the girl i'm in love with? baby, i-i'm nothing without you." Ruel whimpered, moving closer to try and cup my face.

I put my hands out in front of me, stopping his movement abruptly. the second I saw the hurt expression on his face, even more broken then before, I couldn't stop the tears from falling down my cheeks.

never had I ever resisted or stopped him from holding me. but I knew that if he had cupped my face I would've given in, going back on everything i'd said, and I couldn't go back now. it had to be like this.