She wiped off her tears from her face and looked at the sky, it was beautiful, and that wasn't alright. Tonight was supposed to be a night without beauty, kindness and good souls, only darkness would reign over them. She wiped her tears off again, but it was useless, because they started to fall down again the moment she looked at him. He looked straight at her, but he didn't see her, he looked into her eyes and saw the pain he had caused. She wasn't that amazing girl he once loved, not anymore, and realizing that he was the only one to blame, tore him apart but it hurt him even more, when she began to cry.
"I just… I just want to know how I can make it right again…," he started, but she didn't let him finish.
"Do you even know what I want?" her tears were like bullets right into his heart. "Do you want to know, Tom?" now she didn't wiped her tears off; they rolled down her cheeks before getting lost in her delicate neck.
"Of cours-," he said frustrated when she cut him off, again.
"Then shut up, Tom" the way she said his name, with so much sorrow, and bitterness. He couldn't take it, so he looked up at the sky, not allowing his tears to fall. Tom clenched his jaw before looking down at her in the eye, his eyes full of tears.
"I want to go inside," she sobbed and pointed at the pub behind them. When she lifted her head again, she was still weeping, but her eyes were full of determination and her voice was stronger "I want to go inside" she repeated "I want to get drunk like never before in my life. And do you know what, Tom? You are the only reason of why I want to get bent, I want to go home with a stranger, I probably won't even know his name, but still, I want him to fuck me all night long and I know he will be gone before sunrise." she looked at him "Then I just want to sit in my shower, and let the water wash down every touch you made in my body".
He looked at her, now he didn't try to stop his tears from falling and he smiled, it wasn't a real smile. It was the smile of a man who hasn't got anything left in his life, who hasn't got anything worth living for; he looked at her and smiled despite the tears streaming down his face.
"If that's what you want, then I will walk away." he whispered.
She tilted her head and closed her eyes, a few hot tears fell by the side of her cheek, when she looked at him again, and she had a mask on her face. She looked at him with her teary poker face; she bored her eyes into his beautiful ones, coldly.
"Yes, this is what I want Tom."