It's over between us
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My eyes brimmed with tears as I thought back to how hurt Damien looked when I left him in the class. I ached to reach out to him, to tell him everything was f*****g going to be okay, but I knew doing that would simply lead him on, to make him fight for this, for us. It would only lead to his f*****g death. Father might save me by claiming Damien had forced me — he was the man, after all. It would all end in his death.
I sat at my reading desk and looked out of the window. My engagement ball with Micah will take place next week, and my father has asked for a break from school to help me prepare for the day. He wanted to get everything done fast, so I wouldn't think of Damien, and he was doing it right.
I sat up suddenly when a familiar golden hair caught my eye. I looked down, stunned to see Damien walking out of the treeline towards me. My heart skipped like it always did each time I saw him, but more than my excitement was my fear.
Damien wasn't supposed to be here, in the werewolf land. What the f**k was he thinking when he decided to come over?!
Alarmed, I got up and wiped my eyes furiously before I walked toward the window. He looked up immediately when I leaned on the window.
“Mia,” he called out to me, smiling as he approached my window. “I —”
“What are you doing here?” My voice came out cold, devoid of any emotions. Though I wanted to race out of my room and down the stairs to embrace him, I couldn't. I was doing this for him. Letting my emotions get the best of me wouldn't be pretty for us.
“I came to see you.” He continued to smile. My heart broke when I saw how red his eyes were. He had been crying, but he hid it by putting on a smile.
“Why? Didn't I make myself clear at school? It's over between us. I don't f*****g love you! Stop forcing something that wasn't even there to begin with on me!” I yelled at him. “Just leave me the f**k alone!”
“This is a joke, right?” He whispered. “You didn't mean those words, did you? I know you wouldn't —”
“It's true.” I raised my left hand for him to see the promise ring Micah gave me. “I'm having an engagement ball next week. I'm finally getting married to the man of my dreams, Damien. Just let it go. You are making things ugly for both of us by clinging to a relationship that wasn't even supposed to happen. Get a life.”
He dropped to his knees, and this time, it wasn't a smile that he sent my way. His eyes brimmed with tears, and they fell like droplets of rain.
“Please, Mia,” he begged, joining his palms together. “Tell me this is a joke. You know we love each other and —”
“I never loved you,” I cut him off. “I used you, Damien. Stop acting like a clingy kid! If the s*x is what you are f*****g worried over, thousands of Lycan girls can give —”
“No! I want you. Just you, Mia.” He sniffed. “Please don't do this to me. You know I love you, and I —”
“I don't.” I turned and grabbed a water bottle from my table. Uncorking it, I emptied the contents on him and threw the bottle at him. “Get the f**k away from my house!”
He looked up, his eyes showing no contempt. Despite everything, he still looked at me like I put the moon up in the sky, like I was the centre of his world. I knew I was. He has always told me how much he loved me, and his desire to spend the rest of his life with me. It wasn't a secret or a joke.
“I love you,” he whispered, wiping the tears off his face. “Even if you don't love me, we can work on that. I can make you fall for me. Is it because I'm a Lycan? I can denounce my place as the heir to the throne. We can leave this place and go to the human world. There's no discrimination there, and —”
“That is nothing but a child's dream, Damien. Wake up from your fantasy world. We are not children anymore. We are adults.” I closed the window and drew the curtains. Leaning on it, I let the tears spill, biting hard on my lower lips as I moaned a love I didn't deserve.
....
It didn't stop at that. He camped outside my window, ignoring the weather. One night, he stayed in the rain until it stopped. He didn't leave, didn't mind the cold. All he wanted was for me to take him back, to tell him all this had been a joke, and I would take him back.
To save him, I had to invite Micah to the house, and I kissed him while standing next to my window, at a place Damien could see.
Though it broke my heart to do that to the man I loved, it was my way of saving him. Father had already noticed him and had threatened to call the council if I didn't ask him to leave the property. I couldn't let Father do that.
My plans worked. By the time I kissed Micah thrice in my room, Damien stopped camping out there. He disappeared, taking my heart with him, and that was the last time I saw him.
It hurt to let go of a love that was so pure, but I had to. It was the only way to save him, even though he wouldn't see it as that, and wouldn't appreciate me thinking of us without letting him know what was going on in my life. It was for the best, I told myself, even as my heart broke into atomic pieces.
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