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to do, he’s probably going to his mistress’ house, to see his other children… my siblings that I’ve never even heard of. You have no fucking idea and you have no right to judge me,” I revealed, immediately regretting my words.
“Brooke…”
“No! I don’t want to hear it. You have no idea and it’s so much easier to throw stones. It doesn’t matter what I say or do because my mom is fine with it, Landon. How fucked up is that? I wanted more than anything in this world to be like them, and now when I look at them… when I look at love, in general, it’s all fucked up and jaded and I want no part of it. I care about you, Landon, I do. But I don’t love you. I’m sorry…”
“You’re lying, to me and to yourself. You lie to everyone.”
“What more do I have to do? Huh? Do I need to go fuck someone else to prove to you that I don’t love you?”
His eyes widened.
“You have been an amazing friend to me and I love the time we spend together. I love what we have and I love you as a person, but I’m not in love with you. Why can’t you understand that?”
“I can’t do this anymore,” he replied, catching me off guard.
“You don’t mean that.”
“I mean that more than anything. I can’t play this game with you anymore. I can’t be with you and not really with you. It’s not fair to me. This ends, right now.”
I lowered my eyebrows. “What?” I whispered, trying to comprehend what he was saying to me.
“If you can’t tell me you love me, Brooke, if you can’t give me any hope that this is going somewhere, that we’re going somewhere, then this is done. I can’t keep doing this with you. I’m done.”
I laughed. “So you’re giving me an ultimatum?”
He shook his head. “Call it whatever you want. I don’t care.”
“Just go,” I breathed out.
He jerked back, surprised. “Really? Just like that?”
I nodded not looking at him.
“No, baby.”
That made me look at him.
“If you’re going to do this, then you’re going to have to look at me and tell me that you don’t love me and that this is over. I want you to be of sound mind and body, acknowledging that this is your doing… not mine, so when you look back on it, you will know that you lost me… not the other way around,” he stated with torn emotion and sincerity.
I pulled the hair away from my face, wanting nothing more than to pull it the fuck out and run away from this situation. Run away from the man standing before me. As much as I wanted to tell him not to leave… I couldn’t. I couldn’t give him my heart because it no longer belonged to me. I left it on the floor by my parents’ bedroom door when it shattered and I never went back to pick up the pieces.
I looked straight into his eyes and told the only man that ever truly loved me that I didn’t love him back, that what we shared and I held so dearly to my heart, didn’t matter and didn’t mean anything.
I didn’t hesitate.
I didn’t cry.
I didn’t show any emotion.
And right there before my very own eyes, I watched his heart shred into a million pieces…
Just as mine had two years before.
Two years went by in a breeze. I blinked and I was twenty-eight. As much as I didn’t want to own the bar at first, it turned out to be the best decision that I had ever made. Not only was it profitable, but also fun. I got to live a life most men would dream of. I partied, I slept around, and I became successful overnight. My bar was named one of the hottest party spots on South Beach and I didn’t even have to try. It was simple.
I was good looking, and I had a staff that was good looking as well. Being attractive got you somewhere in this city. I experimented with drugs and drank like nobody’s business. I took care of my family and they never had to worry about a thing. My mom was barely working part time; I loved the fact that I could take care of her and she was finally able to enjoy her life.
She started dating this guy,
“Brooke…”
“No! I don’t want to hear it. You have no idea and it’s so much easier to throw stones. It doesn’t matter what I say or do because my mom is fine with it, Landon. How fucked up is that? I wanted more than anything in this world to be like them, and now when I look at them… when I look at love, in general, it’s all fucked up and jaded and I want no part of it. I care about you, Landon, I do. But I don’t love you. I’m sorry…”
“You’re lying, to me and to yourself. You lie to everyone.”
“What more do I have to do? Huh? Do I need to go fuck someone else to prove to you that I don’t love you?”
His eyes widened.
“You have been an amazing friend to me and I love the time we spend together. I love what we have and I love you as a person, but I’m not in love with you. Why can’t you understand that?”
“I can’t do this anymore,” he replied, catching me off guard.
“You don’t mean that.”
“I mean that more than anything. I can’t play this game with you anymore. I can’t be with you and not really with you. It’s not fair to me. This ends, right now.”
I lowered my eyebrows. “What?” I whispered, trying to comprehend what he was saying to me.
“If you can’t tell me you love me, Brooke, if you can’t give me any hope that this is going somewhere, that we’re going somewhere, then this is done. I can’t keep doing this with you. I’m done.”
I laughed. “So you’re giving me an ultimatum?”
He shook his head. “Call it whatever you want. I don’t care.”
“Just go,” I breathed out.
He jerked back, surprised. “Really? Just like that?”
I nodded not looking at him.
“No, baby.”
That made me look at him.
“If you’re going to do this, then you’re going to have to look at me and tell me that you don’t love me and that this is over. I want you to be of sound mind and body, acknowledging that this is your doing… not mine, so when you look back on it, you will know that you lost me… not the other way around,” he stated with torn emotion and sincerity.
I pulled the hair away from my face, wanting nothing more than to pull it the fuck out and run away from this situation. Run away from the man standing before me. As much as I wanted to tell him not to leave… I couldn’t. I couldn’t give him my heart because it no longer belonged to me. I left it on the floor by my parents’ bedroom door when it shattered and I never went back to pick up the pieces.
I looked straight into his eyes and told the only man that ever truly loved me that I didn’t love him back, that what we shared and I held so dearly to my heart, didn’t matter and didn’t mean anything.
I didn’t hesitate.
I didn’t cry.
I didn’t show any emotion.
And right there before my very own eyes, I watched his heart shred into a million pieces…
Just as mine had two years before.
Two years went by in a breeze. I blinked and I was twenty-eight. As much as I didn’t want to own the bar at first, it turned out to be the best decision that I had ever made. Not only was it profitable, but also fun. I got to live a life most men would dream of. I partied, I slept around, and I became successful overnight. My bar was named one of the hottest party spots on South Beach and I didn’t even have to try. It was simple.
I was good looking, and I had a staff that was good looking as well. Being attractive got you somewhere in this city. I experimented with drugs and drank like nobody’s business. I took care of my family and they never had to worry about a thing. My mom was barely working part time; I loved the fact that I could take care of her and she was finally able to enjoy her life.
She started dating this guy,
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