A/N: Hey guys, so this is something that just came to me after watching last nights episode. So mad that they did that but thank god for fanfic. So I don't really write but I just wanted to put this out there and see what people thought. This is not beta read so any mistakes are mine. Feel free to let me know what you guys thought.


You ruined it. You ruined all of it. First Nora and now Lily. Why did you do it? You should have believed Valerie; everyone did.

After Julian told you what happened you realized that there was no way to fix this. Julian went on with his rampage of destroying everything in sight, while you just sat there thinking of how everything fell apart within hours.

You were so lost in thought you didn't even realize that Julian had left and now you were all alone with this mess, reminding you of what you caused. You looked down at your hands and that's when you saw it. The ring. The ring that was supposed to show the world the love you have for Nora.

Seeing they way Nora's eyes lit up and the smile that broke out on her face when you asked, brought tears to your eyes. You knew she was going to say but a part of you was still doubtful. We recently hadn't been on the best of terms. Nora adapted much faster to this new world while you were left struggling, trying to figure how everything worked. You felt Nora's frustration when she tried to teach you different things and you couldn't quite grasp the hang of it. You should have tried harder for her, you could have showed her that you did want to learn the ways, not just make crude comments and dismiss her teachings. You knew you were controlling, but that's because you were afraid that Nora was going to leave you. You didn't mean for her to feel like a child, as if she needed protection. Turns out that you needed her much more than she needed you.

You didn't know it was possible for your heart to hurt this much. The look Nora had given you when she realized what you had done, just shattered you. But the final blow was when she took off the ring and gave it back to you saying "I don't want it. I don't want any of it".

What did that even mean? Was she done with us, for good? Did she really want to throw away 133 years together, even after everything we had been through? Did one bad decision have all that power?

Feeling so much rage, you threw the ring against the wall. You heard it make impact but you couldn't see where it had fallen. You couldn't bear to look at it anyways. But luck not being on your side, the light from the lamp caught a gleam of the diamond and there it was, mocking you, reminding you of what was supposed to be the best day of your life and how it turned out to be one of the worst.

You didn't even realize that you had started crying until you felt a tear land on the palm of your hand. Not caring, you let them flow down your cheeks. Feeling a lump on the back of your throat, you tried swallowing it but instead of it going away it turned into a shuddered breath.

Looking around the room with tear filled eyes you saw the mess that Julian had created. He too just lost the love of his life, but unlike me, my love wasn't dead.

Oh god, Lily. She was dead, wasn't she?

Turning around, you looked at the table you were leaning on and with anger and sadness you slammed your fist and cracked the table in half.

Feeling the splinters embed themselves in your hand, you didn't care. You deserved this. Picking up the now two pieces of the table you threw them against the wall, making them break into smaller pieces. Going on a rampage just like Julian, you too picked up anything you could find and started throwing them. Glass shattered, wood cracked, paper burned, everything was becoming a mess. Tears blurred your vision and no matter how many times you blinked them away, they just kept building up.

Finally resigning, you let out a breath and stood in the middle of the chaos, eyes closed, clenched fists, head down, and shoulders slumped. You don't know for how long you stayed like that but you came out of your reverie when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

Jumping at the sudden touch, you turned around and saw Beau, stoic, no emotion present in his body but you could see the pain in his eyes.

Looking into his eyes, he saw the question you wanted to ask floating in your eyes and with a firm nod he confirmed it. Feeling another flood of tears forming in your eyes, you turned away from him and stared into the fireplace.

Giving your shoulder a squeeze, Beau walked away and you heard his footsteps retreat until you heard him no more.

You needed to get out of here. You felt as if you were being suffocated. Looking around the destruction you had caused you walked out of the room and into the hallway. Not a sound was heard, just the clicking of the heals making contact against the tiled floor. You walked straight to the front door, not once looking at your surroundings.

Once the cool night air hit you, you let out a breath and without looking back, you continued down the steps and onto the pathway, walking away from everything.


Note: Thanks guys for reading. If you liked it let me know. If you hated it let me know. Need to work on my grammar skills, let me know. I'll take any feedback.