As Cold As Ice

As Cold As Ice

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., févr. 17, 2015
     Brisk air flooded my skin as I walk onto the frozen ground. He stood just ahead of me as I saw him stare thorough me. His eyes as icey as the wind. I couldn't blame him for I wore the same eyes, yet worse. I hurt him.     If  words were applicable I would have said them. Instead I waited for his angry words and frustration, but none were in sight. Minutes seemed to whisk away, until the weight was overfilling. I walked forward and he stepped closer, till inches were left. I felt words leave my mouth in a way that was so venomous, " If only you weren't so fake I might actually be able to see you had a soul!" I spat, finding words ever so wrong. " You're no angel either sweetheart!" He spoke so softly, it was creepy. At this I turned and walked away from him. Confused, was a word I could use, for his soft yet icey tone had put me at ease, knowing he was stifled by my words.
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"It's because Im in love with you" He says, with a straight face. Not even cracking a smile. I cant help but to laugh at his remark, staring at his serious face. Hes putting a lot into this act. He would never just admit it like that. "No you're not," I tell him after my fit of laughter. I pull at his cheek once before patting it with a smirk, "We just had sex," "And now I love you," He says, immediately after. "We were both desperate," I respond, finally deciding not to pay him any mind. I grab my rag off the counter top, wiping off the spot he is at and continuing down the bar. "I love you" He calls out as I get farther away. I don't react, keeping my back to him and ignoring his shenanigans, stilling scrubbing down the bar. "I said I love you," He calls out again, louder. I can hear his chair scrape the ground and I can see he starts to follow me from the opposite side of the bars. "Do you hear me? I love you" He yells over the noise in the bakery. -- "It's because Im in love with you" I tell him, seriously. "No you're not," He responds simply, "Because then you wouldn't leave me," "You know I love you," I plead, crossing my arms across my chest, "I wouldn't just do this to you, Tony," My arms are folded on my chest but I want nothing more than to wrap them around him and hold him for a second longer. He pulls further away from me, his hands raking over his face, before they drop in his lap. "You were using me," He says softly. Like a moment of realization hit. "No, I love you." I tell him again, unconsciously reaching for his hand for comfort for the both of us. He pulls it back, standing up and not giving me a second glance before he walks off from me. My jaw drops. "I said I love you," I call out from behind him. "Do you hear me? I love you," *** Friends and benefits could never hurt a childhood friendship. Could it? How far will this go? What is there to expect?

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