Worth Fighting For
"I thought that you loved me.." she says, turning away from him, her back close to his chest. "We could have been something special." Her voice is soft as she speaks, slowly and thoughtfully..words from the heart…not that he would ever understand.
"Don't say things like that, damn it." He says angrily, running his hand through short spiked hair. "If we were meant to be, then maybe it would have happened differently.." he pauses for a moment, trying to phrase his words as to not hurt her feelings more than he already has. "Some things just aren't meant to be…Stace.." he says this softly, his big blue eyes softening, making the blonde woman turn to putty in his hands.
"You said everything would be wonderful one day," she cries, small body trembling.
"I lied…" he simply states, shrugging his broad shoulders nonchalantly. "You have to move on either way..it's probably better off this way..we're better off this way.." he says, as she continues to cry, her large green eyes bloodshot, her body racking with sobs.
"I thought that we were worth fighting for..you said so." She screams out, jabbing her finger at him.
"I was wrong okay? We all make mistakes Stacy, we learn from them and we move on…we take our lessons and experience and put them towards something that's actually important…you thought wrong Stace.." He says, laughing coldly at her..
And all that she could do was watch...as he walked away..