"vinnie i didn't even do anyth-" my voice hushed, trying not to disturb the other occupants of the hotel. "just shut up, y/n. just shut up." he hissed at me before storming out of the hotel room and slamming the door shut behind him.
tears rolled down my face as i slowly slid down onto the floor with my back against the door, i brought my knees up to my chest and rested my hands and head on them. i was exhausted. all vinnie and i ever did recently was argue. all i want is for us to be happy, i don't know what happened. "for fuck's sake." i muttered as i stared at the broken glass on the floor. my eyes scanned the room, it was bland, empty almost. there was only one painting gracing the pale yellow walls of the room : a shrivelled flower in a glass jar with no water. no care was given to it, it couldn't survive.
my mind wandered back to me and vinnie, the painting prompting my thoughts. there's no way we're going to work out. he doesn't even put energy into the relationship. when did he fall out of love ? why didn't he tell me ? is it something i did ? no, no - i didn't do anything but adore him with my full heart.
i heard the door creak open, my eyes shot up to meet vinnie. vinnie with messy hair, lipstick stains gracing his skin, an unbuttoned shirt and plumped lips. i finally looked at his face : no remorse, no guilt, just hatred. hatred towards me, or himself ? i don't know.
i shook my head and walked towards the bedroom, quickly packing my things. i couldn't stand to see his face again, i knew i would forgive him if i did.
"y/n.." his voice whispered from the doorway of the bedroom. "hm ?" i replied, still packing. "it was never going to work out, was it ?" he spoke softly. "nope, wrong person and wrong time. we were never right for each other, we both knew that. we were also not stable in ourselves for a relationship like this. i hope you don't treat your next partner as bad as you treated me, vinnie. i wish you the best, now goodbye." i replied, pushing past him. salty tears streamed down my face again as i ran down the stairs to get out.
i climbed into my car and looked at the place one last time, hotel andrea. where it all fell apart, when we realised that there was no real love in our relationship. artificial love is so beautiful yet so harmful, we ruined each other without knowing it. we completely ruined each other.
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