Never listen to your heart…It will only hurt you
Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue, me no own, so you no sue!
I was practicing near headquarters, reflecting. Usually, Dom would have been there with me. He would tease me, and taunt me, like the seven year old he is. Even though he was nearing forty. He had never grown up, and never would.
He would trip me; I would try to get up. But before I could, he would do it again. Again and again. But this time, I didn't think I would get up. I heard someone call my name, I stopped, and I looked up. It was Dom.
"What do you want?" I asked harshly.
"I want to apologize."
"No need, you don't need to apologize to little, insignificant me, who you never even cared about. It was all about proving your friends wrong, and earning a little money on the side," I spat. Anyone looking into my eyes would see rage and anger.
But Dom knew what was really there. Hurt. Hurt and pain and sadness, something he couldn't bare to see.
"Kel, I-" Dom started.
"No, Jason, you don't have to pretend anymore. Your bet is over and your ten grand richer. I said that I loved you, and now it's over. That's what the bet was, wasn't it? Get me to say that I love you, and you automatically make ten thousand dollars," I knew my words stung, but I kept going.
"That's all I was, right? Money and pride? I heard you say so, I heard you saying that you had won, I loved you, and that they owed you ten thousand crowns. Well, I hope you're happy, Masbolle. You won your ten thousand, now won't you let me be, or did your friends offer you another five-hundred crowns if you can get me to forgive you?"
"No Kel, they didn't," Dom responded, pain clearly filling his every word.
"I lo-" he managed to get out before I interrupted him.
"Don't even say it, Masbolle, it won't do any good."
"I love you, Kel. I always have," he finished.
"I loved you, too, Dom, don't you see?"
"We-"
"But you used me. You dealt one blow after another," I said. "Just like you used to, all those summers ago. You don't play fair Dom, you never have. And you never will. I don't think I can take another blow."
"I won't-"
"I fell for you too many times, Masbolle. But I got up."
I walked away, knowing that I walked away from something that could have been wonderful. I made a promise to myself that I would never love again. I just couldn't take being hurt one more time.
Domitan of Masbolle was the only man that I loved. The only one I would ever truly love.
But I did not run back to him, like a Court Lady after her first fight with her suitor.
I didn't even look back.
A/N: ok, so this is when Kel is thirty, and she is still in charge of New Hope. She and Dom were dating, but then she heard him saying that she loved him and his friends owed him 10,000 crowns ($10,000). she is, obviously, mad. They also were tense before, a few summers before, when Kel had some men chasing after her. That's all! I really don't care what you say about it, because I had to change it from original story to PotS fanfic...