"Because the hardest part of this is leaving you."
"I' am so sorry, but I' am looking for something else, and I can't be with you anymore. I can't make this work. I can't see a future for us."
"W-what do you mean?"
"I don't Want to have a future with us."
He trembled, tears streaming down ruddy cheeks, qwivering with witheld might that I knew he would relase later into the night. I could only stand with sadness masked in apathy as he broke down before me, eyes downcast to the floor and the withdrawn audience before him.
Why the hell did I decide to do this in subway? I akwardly shifted from one foot to another unsure of what to say. Would he get angry now through the shock? Or later? It was probably the latter. I heard a faint honk of Mathew sitting in the drivers seat motioning for me to hurry it up and I sighed. I cast Arthur one last look, heart squeezing painfully in my chest, and turned away.
"I' am sorry..."
I walked out of the resturant quickly feeling a heavy burden lift from my shoulders, breathing in a deep lungful of night air smiling through the pain.
It was over.
I was finally free.
If that was the case, then... Why was I crying?
"Damn it."
A/N:
So what do you think? Should I continue it? Not too sure myself.
