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Chapter 11- Ruined
I sit up abruptly, all but throwing Aya off of me onto to the floor.
"Haru, what the hell are you doing! I was starting to get close! What is your-" He sees.
The entire room is perfectly silent and still, except my and Ayame's ragged, breath. You stand at the door, a mixture of disgust and disbelief evident on your face. Then I watched as shock turned to hurt and tears filled your violet eyes.
"Yuki-"
"Don't. Just don't. You don't have to explain anything to me. I guess I misunderstood. I'll leave now."
You turned and walked away. Aya looked at me from where he was sitting on the floor, telling me he was sorry with his eyes.
I didn't know what to do, but I knew I couldn't just let you leave like that. I grabbed my pants and went after you.
"Yuki!"
You ignore me, but start running instead of walking.
"Yuki, please. . .stop!"
You turn around and throw out your arms.
"Why? Why should I!"
"Because. . .because I love you!"
There, I said it. I don't know why, I don't know what I thought it would solve, I just had to. I knew I shouldn't have though as soon as I saw the incredulous look on your face.
"Love! You say you love me! That's not what it looked like in there! How can you say you love me and be fucking my brother! How does that even begin to make sense! If that's what you call love. . .I don't want your love!" You spat that last word at me with utter contempt.
I knew I should try to go after you and explain, come up with something that would help me keep you, but the truth is, I never had you. You were right. You deserved better than me, better than my twisted love. So I just dropped to my knees and watched you retreat, while my heart bled and tears rolled down my cheeks.
I knew it. . .I knew I'd ruin everything. . .
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