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The Guy Next Door
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I could no longer inhale. My chest felt like air had been pumped directly into my heart, making it ten times larger than it should be. The pressure and the pain were incredible. The words he said only once, but my mind kept repeating them over and over again in disbelief. The words were causing my heart to feel as if it were going to burst into a hundred pieces.
"I'm leaving you."
Did he really say that? I looked at the man I loved, the man who had said he loved me and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. I waited for him to continue but after a minute he was still silent. This was it. The world I loved and cherished was over. My knees decided they could no longer hold up my weight, which felt like it tripled in a matter of moments. I went down in slow motion, never taking my eyes of off him. The man who just shattered my world and broke my heart with three little words. I barely felt my bare knees touch the ice cold tiled floor of my kitchen. I forgot it was night time in the middle of winter and all I was wearing was an old oversized T-shirt in my poorly heated kitchen. I should have been shivering from the cold but all I was aware of was me and him… everything else no longer mattered.
I looked into his dark eyes. They were glassy, but they were determined. How could he do this to me, to us? I wanted to ask him but I still couldn't inhale. I felt a tear form at the inside corner of my left eye and then it was falling down my cheek.
He took two steps toward me and then he was standing over me. His six foot two inch frame towered over me. I wasn't able take my eyes off of his so I didn't see him raise his hand to my check. I felt the coolness of his porcelain fingers on my skin. He gently slid them across my left cheek, wiping away my tear.
He told me that we were meant to be together. He told me that when he found the woman he was meant to be with he would know because the blood in their bodies would become like magnets, always pulling them toward each other. It would feel as if electric currents were running through their bodies.
Was I not that woman?
"I'm leaving you."
A new house was prefect for new beginnings when you had nothing left, when everything in your old life would remind you of that someone.
There were no objects to remind me of him, but it didn't matter. He was always on my mind. If I had a nickel for every possible scenario of why he left me I'd be a millionaire by now.
No sooner that I had finished making my new bed that a melody rung through the walls of my house, announcing someone's arrival. Swiping my hands on the thighs of my jeans to wipe away imaginary dust, I scurried off to the door.
When the door opened at last, I was captivated by a raven colored fringe that fell into stunning blue eyes. He extended his hand, and without thinking I slipped my tiny hand into his much larger one and shook it. But the moment our skin brushed, a tingle shot through my veins all the way down to my toes.
"Hello, I'm Darien."