Summary: She believed that all her life is lost, that everything she knew was disbanded and nothing makes sense anymore. For this reason she tries to flee from her problems in order to heal and along the way a relic from the past provides a new perspective on life.
Main pairing: HidanXKonan
The characters of the story don`t belong to me, sadly.
Hope you enjoy it ^^
"We need to break up. "
The statement struck her like a bucket of ice cold water in the face.
When she woke up that morning, she did her daily routine like always, not expecting that in a span of a second all of her life will take a terrible turn of events. She woke up at precisely six in the morning, seeming that she always were an early bird, gave the sleeping figure beside her a small kiss on the cheek, took a nice relaxing shower, then walked downstairs to make breakfast for two. At exactly 06:30 he came down the stairs, already donning his work clothes. She gave him his mug of coffee (black with two sugars) and the warm smile reserved only for him, the breakfast settled neatly on the table. She ate in comfortable silence as he browsed the newspaper while shipping his coffee then departed for work with a last kiss lingering on her lips.
The blue haired woman was expecting a warm bath, a satisfying meal and a good night sleep in the arms of her beloved after a day full of stress and workload. Her feet are aching from sitting all day long in high heels and from the tiring walks around the many floors of the Company with important documents which needed to be signed by her higher-ups. She skipped her lunch break in order to finish the paper load which seemed to double by the minute on her desk and by the time those tiresome hours finished, she was already weary and fatigued and wanted nothing more than to crawl in the comfort of her warm bed and sleep the stress away. Unfortunately for her, the sweet heaven she was craving for turned out to be far away from her reaching hands.
And now she stands there, with her coat still in the process of being removed, trying to digest the fact that with only five words her perfect little life is ripped cruelly away from her and it takes all the strength she could muster to keep from falling in a fit of hysterical cries, like in those exaggerated movies she used to scoff at, when the female protagonist happened to be in a similar situation.
His face is getting blurred and she`s horrified to feel the prickly sensation in her eyes, signaling the tears that threatens to fall. A shattering sound breaks the silence and with a quick glance she discovers that the cause of the sudden noise are her keys which has slipped from her lax fingers on the hard wood floor. Then she slowly realises that she`s been standing there paralyzed in shock for some minutes and only then she takes notice of the tremor in her body accompanied by the painful thuds of her heart.
Blinking rapidly, it takes some time and effort to find her voice and croak a panicked .."W-What?"
Between harsh breaths, the pathetic little voice that fills the air is unrecognizable even to her own ears, but she cannot bring herself to care...at the moment she wants nothing more than to make sure this is just a misunderstanding, that all that running and paperwork got to her head and this is just a figment of her imagination caused by fatigue.
Her amber eyes are staring hopefully at his proud frame standing over by the living room, pleading silently with him to negate those distressing words and reassure her that everything is all right and she doesn`t have to trouble herself, that this is just a jibe for his own amusement and soon the two of them will be enfolded in each other arms waiting for sleep to claim their minds and face a new day together...but one glance at his lovely gray eyes confirmes her worst fear, the look of pity and guilt struck a chord in her heaving chest and her world suddenly begans to spin at the sudden revelation. He doesn t love her anymore. And the fact makes her feel as if someone just shredded her heart to ribbons with a sharp knife without an ounce of compassion.
"He doesn`t love me!" "He`a breaking up with me!" "Why isn`t he saying anything?" "Say something!" "Tell me this is a lousy joke!...please.."
Those thoughts are repeated like a mantra in a panicked rush while breathing rapidly, trying to keep in check those traitorous tears and hold herself together a little longer.
In a quik attempt to calm herself, she decides to focus on his face while taking deep harsh breaths of air and suddenly she wonders...what has caused this sudden decision? What went wrong with them?
There were rarely fights between them and when one of those occurred, both parties will eventually realize the reason is insignificant and it`s not worth to bicker over it. Both have their annoying quirks and habits, and despite that, they always managed to tolerate it and accept it as a part that formed them as individuals. There were no problems involving money as both got steady jobs with satisfying payoffs providing a decent living, unless...Her thoughts suddenly took a gloomy path even if she desperately wished to be proved otherwise...
Even she is surprised that her voice is unexpectedly calm considering the struggling storm that currently is residing inside h and by divine powers she manages to becalm enough to wait with anticipation the fateful answer.
"Is there someone else?" just the mere concept that there might be another woman in his life causes her nausea.
Her amber eyes are surveying his movements closely. She watches as he swallows in and how he avoids meeting her troubled gaze, choosing instead to glare at the clothes peg seated to her left and she dreadfully realises that her suspicions are correct. Now there remains only to wait for the final shot.
"..I`m sorry Konan." comes the apocalyptic answer
The blow to her heart is the most excruciating pain she has ever felt inher short life and she could only stare in disbelief at her fiance of three years, at the man whom she shared her bed with, who claimed he loves her with all his heart and wants to spend his entire life with her and the distressed woman can barely suppress an anguished sob to escape past her trembling lips.
"..How...how long?" this time her voice has a watery taste to it and she briefly wonders why she keeps insisting on torturing herrself with the information that will only put salt on the sore spot. But she harps on because despite the fact that this will surely break her apart in more ways than one, she deserves to know the truth.
For a moment he is hesitating but her harsh glare challenges him to confess everything, to justify his betrayal and cut the last fragile thread which keeps her from crumbling all over the place. She watches in morbid fascination as he runs a hand nervously in his ginger mane, obviously unsure on how to voice his misdoings in a more delicate manner, before releasing a long breath he seemed to keep for a long while.
"I`ve...met her when I`ve had to go on that business trip in New Jersey four months ago."
Her breath hikes at this, remembering how she fussed over him to make sure he packed everything he needed for his stay there and how desolate the apartment seemed to be without his presence. She`d slept on his side of the bed the whole time he was away, comforted by the lingering scent on his pillow. Her heart gave another painful jolt at that particular memory.
"She is the daughter of the gentleman I was collaborating with for the project. There were some moments in which we got to know each other better and we...just clicked. Believe me Konan when I say that I never wanted to hurt you, it was never my intention! I`ve tried those months to tell you everything because the guilt ate me away and I... "
"So you`re leaving me for...her..." her voice sounds hollow and dead when she interrupts his frantic explanation.
He looks pleadingly at her, as if asking for her to understand his motives but she can`t bring herself to give a shit. He just about tossed all those precious years away for a few months idyll. As if it didn`t matter, as if the damage it`ll cause isn`t a serious problem.
She gave a bitter laugh at this, laughter that transformed in guttural sobs she could no longer suppress as the hurt threatening to suffocate her became beyond all bearing. She doesn`t have the power to squash the anguish, rage and resentment lodged firmly in her chest, beginning to be released and she completely ignores the alarm in his eyes when she releases an almost inhuman wail at the unfairness of the world.
She is sensing his approaching figure and on instict she jerks away like a wounded animal when he tries to reach out for her, to soothe her in some way. She doesn`t want to be touched by those hands, feeling repulsion at the thought of them caressing another woman`s skin, at the fact that he easily embraced her and kissed her and made love to her while simultaneously dating another. He is shouting right now but she cannot hear him over the blood pulsing in her ears and somehow he took hold of her arms, trying to shake her out of her panic attack. And that`s when she suddenly snaps and she begins to flounce with all the strength she could muster and then somehow she founds herself hitting him, punching, slapping anything she could reach and she`s crying loudly now because this is not how it was supposed to be...she was supposed to have her dream wedding in the rose garden when Spring will just roll in and all the beautiful flowers would bloom, there were supposed to attend all her loved ones to the most joyful moment of her life , she was supposed to have her happily ever after and start her own family but this perfect dream was snatched crudely away from her the moment that harlot of a woman appeared into his life and ruined everything.
He is still trying to restrain her but she is too far gone...the affliction is imminent and she is positive that soon enough her body will combust from the swirl of emotions raging inside her. How dare he! She had done nothing but love him since the day she`d met him in the sophomore year. All through her high school days till adulthood she had loved him. She had loved him dearly and passionately and God help her, she still does. And he had taken it all, soaked it in before throwing it all on the floor and stomping all over it. She can`t even look at him without being disgusted by how nonchalantly he betrayed her trust.
With a final push on his chest, her lithe body brushes past him and she stomps over the stairs to her soon to be ex bedroom, the pressure she puts on her angry steps almost breaking her hells. There is a flicker of satisfaction when she mometarly glimpses him stumble at the quick jostle from the corner of her eye.
In a second she`s brusting the door open and with high speed she`s reaching for the suitcase seated under the bed, the movement so brusque that her wrist almost snaps. She promptly ignores all the framed photographs containing happier times which seems so far away right now, choosing instead to make her way over the mahogany closet placed across the room.
The only thought in her mind is to get the hell away as fast as she could from this horrible situation as she grabs any clothes that comes her way through angry tears before dumping them unceremoniously in the opened suitcase. Next she`s throwing a handful of jewelries and cosmetics and a few pairs of shoes and scarfs before zipping the bag up.
He`s still in the living room when she storms over with the suitcase in tow, not caring about the racket it makes as she drags it to the front door. She knew she has to get out of here before she does something stupid and rash, like hurling the expensive and rare vase he was so proud of at his ginger head. No matter how tempting and satisfying it would be.
She is almost out the door when he calls her name and her entire body freezes. It feels almost an eternity before he speaks in a guilty manner.
"...I`m sorry." he repeats
Her eyes snapped shut at this and her insides grow completely cold.
"...Good bye, Pein."
And with those final words she leaves behind a relationship she had invested everything in, all of her hopes and dreams, her future, her love, her work and her entire being. Tears stream freely over her cheeks as she stumbles out of the house and into the cold night.
End of the first chapter.
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