I am so sorry I deleted my other story! I know I am a horrible tease! But I promise that THIS one is lasting. I WILL update and it will stay on there. I had started writing the other one but then this idea just inspired me and I knew I wouldn't update both so I went for this one. It is worth reading I hope! Enjoy-

Amour Cruel et Amer

"Shine the headlights straight into my eyes and like the road kill, I'm paralysed" – Placebo

Cold, emotionless, superior. Each poisonous syllable that eased out of my mouth empowered me. I was smiling ever so slightly but the smile never reached my deep green eyes. I could see the hurt that I was slowly sewing through him. It felt goodHe deserved it. I hoped that he maybe felt exactly as I did - betrayed. That word was tainted with a name- Annette. The blonde hick of a hypocrite who had stole Sebastian from me.

"I think it's the saddest thing I have ever heard" I said devoid of any emotion. A tear slid from his blue pools of eyes. He had been reduced to crying. "Cheers," I continued and took a sip of the champagne. I hoped that alcohol would help numb my heart. "Tastes good" I smirk at him. Him who had been cruel, manipulating and unmerciful- perfectly imperfect. Him who was now pussy-whipped, a betrayer and weak- revoltingly good. "Now I assume you came here to make arrangements?" I asked and stood up. My legs quivered ever so slightly. "But unfortunately I don't fuck losers," I hissed and ripped all that had been our relationship to shreds. He left, slamming the door behind him. He didn't even have a reply.

"Goodbye Sebastian" I whispered. I was missing him already when the truth was; I never had really had him.

It was evil and I knew it. After all, evil is my favourite word. He should have known it was coming. He should have known that I would never let him hurt me. I wished what I said had been true, but it was all lies. He had left me for her. Annette was everything that I despised and he chose her over me. There I had been, foolishly prepared to let him finally have me. Prepared to finally open up to him. Why else would I have taken on a bet which I knew I would lose? In the end my endless amounts of facades and tricks had even fooled him into thinking that I did not care. I reluctantly thought back to a conversation we had about a year back; "you know one day you will trick even yourself with your lies". I vaguely thought back to a famous quote by Henry Fosdick; 'Hating someone is like burning down your house to get rid of a rat'. With each poisonous word I has uttered to him I had destroyed myself. Alone, Weak, Unhappy.

That night I swore to myself that I would never let myself care again. I would never let myself be that open with anyone. I would never let myself get hurt. I unscrewed my crucifix and took a big hit. It was a bit too big, but I needed a big release. I told my feelings that they would have to come later, as right then, I needed revenge. I lay back on my bed and grasped my phone. I knew just who to start with. My mouth stretched into a cold, dangerous smirk. Oh Sebastian, this would be war.

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Hey, there was the intro. What did you think? Please review. I am sorry about my other story but I promise to u/d this weekly.