A/N: Something different. First time I wrote a drabble. Maybe because I really had no idea where I was going with this one. PWP. I just had to get this one out. Sorry if it doesn't seem as good (supposing that you guys found the others good) as my other stuff, but this is an experiment. First Tessa fic, I think.

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Crash And Burn

She had never really thought she'd lose.

Whenever she looked into his eyes, all she could see was her.

At first, it had seemed petty. Then ever so quickly, like a gash from a friend's knife, she saw it grow. It had been monstrous- utterly inevitable. And she hated herself for it.

She knew as soon as he walked into the door that it was over.

He didn't have to say anything. Neither did she. The silence that filled their bedroom that night spoke the volumes that she had already expected.

She had never really thought she'd lose.

They always fought; always argued. They didn't have the perfect serenity that had been in their relationship. They had almost nothing in common. Whereas they agreed in everything.

Or maybe she was the only one deciding. And he had just been indifferent.

Their love didn't just fall into place, like theirs did. Their love clawed and bit its way into everybody's lives. It was like some feverish thing that just wouldn't go away and soon grew too big to be ignored.

And she, like some pet goldfish, had been beautifully idle. Until it was time to be flushed down the toilet.

She had never really thought she'd lose.

She was the perfect girlfriend. Tall, blonde, beautiful, smart. While she was anti-social. Inept.

But at the end of the day, when she taken off her power-suit and earrings and make-up, she saw the reason why she had lost.

Plain. Bland. Dim.

While she burned like a star in the night sky- a nova of emotions and eccentricities.

And that's how love's supposed to be. That how life's supposed to be.

Everything that's worth having is worth fighting for. And everything that doesn't even merit a fight is just hollow.

She had never really thought she'd lose.

But Tessa had.

And from here unto eternity, she knew she would never see herself in the mirror the same way again.

Whenever she looked into his eyes, all she could see was her.

And she was beautiful.

A/N: Crappy, yes. But I was really getting freaked out by this idea. I might com back and improve it. Reviews help!