Hurt comes when you walk away

Walk away. That's what you do best after all. Leave at the smallest sign of work. We were friends. Just trying to work on your confidence so that you could get the girl you've always wanted. Trying to boost yourself so that the girl, who would look down on you normally, would see you for who you were, and like it.

You always put yourself down. Said you were ugly. Said you were unattractive. You were always full of sarcasm. You never gave a straight answer. Always preferred to say 'I don't know' when asked a question. I wanted you to be more open. Girls like confidence and domination. Not too much domination though, you need to know where to stop.

I've helped many guys like you. Lost sheep in the large fields of the world today. I could have brought you home. Most guys I've helped are happy with their girlfriends. You wouldn't accept the criticism. You wanted to stay lost. I tried to drag you back but you were stubborn. You stayed where you were and refused to move.

I tried to make you more comfortable by showing you normal house things. Like my cat, Felixus. You seemed to love Felixus. You went into detail of the history of the feline and I listened in fascination. I found myself loving you. It wasn't supposed to happen. We were friends. I was helping you and you would move up.

You would find the one for you. And I would be left down at the bottom. A slut. You would find the girl and live happy. I would stay where I am…showing guys how to boost their confidence. I would show them how to define their skills in bed and in conversation. You and I…it was like a business where I am the advisor and you were my client.

I couldn't help it though. You weren't relaxed and I had done everything I could think was possible. Offered you food. Offered you a drink. Invited you into my living room and sat away from you talking. I treated you like one of my friends. You wouldn't settle. I got frustrated.

I said how you could have spent today in bed. Sleeping and resting but instead you chose to come to me for advice. I told you an example of your future if you didn't improve. I loved your sarcasm to start with. But it tired me. Did you not know sarcasm was the lowest form of wit? Did you not know most women can't stand sarcasm?

You didn't before. But I told you. You grew angry and told me to stop changing you. I pleaded. I was not trying to change you…only to help you. I wanted you to grow more confidence without resorting to sarcasm. We paused and sat quietly. I tried to think of something to say. I guess I was quiet too long. I felt the weight change on the couch as you got to your feet and shoved your shoes on.

"I suppose I wasted my time here. I was going to go into the city later anyway. Guess I'll be going a little earlier than planned."

Your words cut me deep. You stroked Felixus and opened the door slamming it on the way out. You left me hunched on the couch like a child. I couldn't speak.

I've never been hurt so much before. I hope you realise you hurt me by walking out. You hurt me so much. I was only a thing to occupy your time before you left to go shopping. We had so many plans. You hurt me. And for that I can't forgive you.

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This is dedicated to Doug who walked out on me this morning.

It doesn't say but I thought a similar case between Mariah and Kai would be suited for this. Mariah helps guys find their purpose and they live happily ever after, while she's left and feels like crap. Kai came to her for advice but thought it would mean changing him. While in the process Mariah found she had a soft spot for Kai. And he broke her heart.

Imagine…she wanted so settle down. To find one she could love. She thought Kai would learn to love her and they could be happy. But kai left her ripped up. Might do a sequel if I get enough reviews.

Please do review. Maybe I can write my own happy ending.