"Don't Leave!"

"I don't love you."

No. This couldn't be happening again.

We were happy—Are happy. He wouldn't do this to me again. He promised he loved me, promised he would never leave me again. And yet, as those words left his mouth I felt my heart breaking in two.

The cracks splintered as I stood there, spider webbing through my heart and soul until it shattered.

"No," I whispered into the empty space around me. "No. Please," I begged. He couldn't do this, I wouldn't be able to make it through this again after everything I had experienced with him. Every happy moment, every second I felt love.

His eyes used to be full of love when they would gaze at me, but now there was nothing.

I stepped towards him, hands out to reach for him. Maybe if he just held me, maybe he would feel that spark again. Dimitri still loves me—He has to.

He jerked back, knocking me away from him, eyes narrowing down at me until I felt small and insignificant. "I never should have entertained your high school fantasy."

I shook my head again, "No. You wanted this… You wanted me, too! Please, you said you loved me! How can you just throw that away?"

His expression shifted, the emotionless look he wore scared me more than the disgusted one from before. "It meant nothing to me."

I backed away, the words hitting like a physical blow. Tears welled up in my eyes as my lip trembled. I forced my voice out past the lump in my throat, the sound small and strangled, "Please, don't leave me."

Dimitri dragged a hand through his hair in frustration. "God, you always have to act like this."

"Like what?"

"Like a child!"

I flinched back at his raised voice. He never yelled at me, never so angry, so hateful. My reaction did nothing but make his face harden.

"This is over." The words were final, the tone giving no sense of being able to sway his mind. His decision was made and there was nothing I could do.

My body felt like it was cast in stone, unable to move no matter how much I wanted to. Desperate to go to him, to try something. Anything.

Yet, I could only stand there and watch Dimitri open the door and close it behind him, cutting me out of his life again.

I was alone again.

I inhaled sharply, the sound echoing around me, breaking the stiffness that was keeping me standing. Like the strings had been cut, I crumbled to the ground.

I leant forward as I shook from the painful sobs that ripped from my body.

I couldn't breathe. Every part of me was splintering, falling apart.

"Please…" I was gasping for air. "Don't leave! Dimitri, don't leave me again!"

A hand was on my shoulder, shaking me, another brushing back my hair and then coming back to rest on my cheek. "Roza. Roza. Wake up!"

My eyes snapped open, staring up at wide brown eyes. His brows were furrowed and jaw clenched. There was the sound of laboured breathing, taking me a moment to realise it was my own. My body was shaking as I cried.

"Dimitri?" I reached towards his face, hesitating. What if this wasn't real? What if he is still going to leave me because he didn't love me? Fear clutched at my heart, the pleas falling from my lips, "Please, don't go. I'll be better, I'll do anything. Just don't go. Don't leave me, I love you so much."

My tears fell harder, the moisture running down the side of my face and into my hair, but I didn't care. I just had to stop him from leaving.

His eyes pinched in pain, arms sliding around my body to pull me close, rolling us so I was on top of him. I was cradled against him, clutching at the fabric of his shirt in an iron-like grip. "I'm not going anywhere. I promise," He spoke his words against my hair, feeling his warm breath. "I love you, forever, Roza. I will never leave you again."