Broken With You
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"Why is it so hard for you to say it?", I ask softly. He runs his hands through his hair and sighs. I step forward and he steps back.
"Don't Kira. Just don't.", he says holding his hand out signaling me to stay back. But I don't listen. I continue to walk forward and I grab his hand and hold it.
"Do I have to say it first? Or is the reason why you won't say it is because you don't feel that way about me?", I ask still walking towards him. He is looking at me and I can tell that he is annoyed and also not annoyed. I know that he wants me close, but he is acting like he doesn't want me at all.
"Well then maybe I should just leave.", I say as I let go of his hand and start to walk towards the door. Then my wrist is grabbed stopping me in my place. I turn my head. He is no longer leaning on the wall.
"Say it or I'm leaving. For good. Say it and I'll forget everything you've done. How you've hurt me and made me cry. Say it....and I'm yours." Tears are now pouring out of my eyes and I'm now holding onto his wrist as if my life depends on it.
He open his mouth. No words come out. Nothing. My sadness turns to anger. I snatch my hand away from him and smack him. He holds his left cheek and his eyes widen in surprise. I walk out the room and when I make it to my car that's when I break down.
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