BILL'S POV
Just like that, I let the love of my life walk out the door. Just like that, because I was so numb, my heart so broken, my mind so boggled that my body didn't know how to produce any other reaction.
"I promise you you'll find someone so much more amazing than I ever can be. She'll have the most beautiful soul you'd have ever had the chance to look at; I promise that too. I promise you, she'll be all yours. I promise you she won't ever come between you and Tom, or you or anyone else for that matter. Ever. Then how can you love me?"
I will always love you.
"I promise you she won't ever come between you and Tom, or you or anyone else for that matter. Ever."
You've never come between me and Tom.
We need you.
I feel to the floor, sitting for God knows how long, until the girls walked in, and I stood myself up – plastering a smile over my face and hugging all of them goodbye. She was already gone. gone forever…
Hate me…
I could never hate you.
"I will always love you, I will always love you, I…"
The words spilled outta my mouth as I rocked myself in one corner of my room. My heart was broken, and she hadn't even left any pieces of me with me. There were only pieces of her, pieces of us. The pieces I cherished so much, but even they had become broken, jagged, tarnished memories. They had become vague with the numbing impact.
Tom walked in, but halted as he caught sight of me.
"What - ?"
"She left…" I whispered, but I heard only my hollow, emotionless voice. I was a void. She was a void.
Everything was a void.
He dropped to his knees in front of me.
"No…"
"Yes…"
Hate me…
Hate me…
Hate me…
I love you.
"No…"
"She couldn't leave she – "
And then it hit me, like a bomb.
"Why Tom? Why?"
Hate me…
Hate –
"You were jealous weren't you."
I looked away, out into the night. I watched the stretch limo pass underneath. Nothing registered anymore; no feeling, no emotion, there was no stimulant anymore.
"Sorry."
Hate me…
Hate me…
"Too little too late."
Hate me…
Hate –
"I can't hate her…"
Silence.
"I can't hate her… Tom, why'd you make me pick? Why'd you make her pick?"
Hate me…
She was gone.