Christian's POV:
I fall asleep in a drunken haze and my nightmares come back and shock me to my core.
Mommy was out late again last night and she's not waking up. Mommy promised that she would take me to the park today, but she needs her sleep. I hope she wakes up before the bad man comes back. I don't like the bad man he hurts me and mommy. There is a little bit of cereal left, but the milks gone bad. Mommy says not to drink the milk if it smells funny and it does. I pour the milk down the sink and throw it in the garbage. I eat some dry cereal and sit in the corner of the room. Mommy seems very tired today. I was really hoping to do to the park today and play with the other Children, but I can't wake up mommy. I sit in the corner and mind my own business, but its getting dark out and mommy still hasn't woken up yet. I decide to try to wake up mommy she's cold. There's the red sticky stuff that comes out when I fall or the bad man hits me. Maybe the bad man came and hurt mommy again. That's why she's sleeping. I grab my dirty blanket and put it over mommy. My eyes feel heavy and it time for me to go to sleep. I cuddle with mommy so I can share my warmth with her. Mommy will be awake in the morning and maybe she will take me to the park.
I wake up gasping for air reliving the memory of the first of four days living with Ella's dead body. Its three in the morning and these no chance of me getting back to sleep. Still light-headed from the alcohol I head down stairs to play the piano. I run my fingers along the keys while I decide what I'm going to play. Songs run through my mind and nothing seems fitting for how I'm feeling. Do I play something happy in a hopeless effort to cheer me up or do I play something that reflects how I'm feeling.
I finally pick the song And I love her by The Beatles. Seems fitting enough. The girl I love bewitches everyone she meets. I can't believe I did this what the fuck what I thinking. I'm just a self-loathing son of a bitch who will never achieve happiness. Once Taylor is awake I ask him to join me in the gym. I need a good fight right now, which proved o me a huge mistake because after losing every match with Taylor I feel even worse.
I drag my tired ass up the stairs and stand in the shower thinking about my major fuck up. I always assume the worst and more often the not it comes back to bite me in the ass.
Maybe you weren't cut you for love. My subconscious sneers at me. Shut the fuck up I don't need to hear from you today. No person I meet will be able to hurt me as much as I hurt myself. I wash off the sweat, but don't bother shaving. I have no one to look good for anymore I made sure of that.
I decide to wear my black Theory suit with my Lanvin slate blue dress shirt and my Brioni orange tie with my Hugo Boss black leather lace-up shoes.
I met the perfect girl who made me believe my past doesn't define me and I fucked up royally. My whole world is crumbling around me and it's too late to stop it. How did I let her go? I need to talk to Flynn about this. I call and schedule an emergency appointment for one this afternoon. Although is there a point in be going he's just going to say the same shit I've said to myself since I left her office.
Oh god what's going to happen when my family find out? I am so fucked. My family adored Anastasia and they are going to kill me.
I just take a smoothie in a travel cup and get into the car with Taylor. He hasn't really said much since I told him what happened. He thinks she was the best thing that ever happened to me and he's rather pissed off about this whole situation.
I lock myself in my office and try to lose myself in work, but that doesn't do anything for me. I skip lunch and drink half a bottle of whiskey instead. I get to Flynn's an hour early and just wait. The second he steps out of his office I run in not caring about his other patient.
"Christian you look like shit and smell like alcohol." No shit Flynn.
"Remind me why I pay you so much." I reply, but my words are slurred. He's going to have a fucking field day with this one.
"No need to be rude. Would you like to share why you haven't shaved and are drunk at one in the afternoon?"
"Weeellllll Flynn... You see I dumped Ana because she bruised my ego."
"Care to elaborate."
"Well she didn't want to be seen with me at work since I'm her boss so I thought the only option was to break up with her."
"Well Christian I've told you time and time again that we can work on your past day in and day out, but you won't make progress unless we work on your insecurity issues and fear of abandonment." I know Mr. Smarty Pants.
Wow you're plastered Mr. CEO
"SHUT UP!" Oh shit did I say that out loud?
"Excuse me?" Flynn say. Yup defiantly said that out loud.
"Don't worry about it." He gives me a concerned look and continues.
"Christian you need to be able to communicate and trust people before you can handle a relationship. Not to mention you have to stop blaming yourself for everything that goes wrong in your life." He has a valid point.
We continue talking for the rest of the hour about my insecurities with human relationships and I feel like we've made some progress. I am starving so I grab a salad at a nearby restaurant and go home. I lie in my bed and listen to my latest playlist and do my best not to think about Ana.
Ana's POV:
Today is the start of my first weekend without Christian. I've had work to distract myself, but I need to find something to do from going crazy. When I get home Kate isn't back yet so I go into my room listen to music and try not to think about Christian, which doesn't work. There is a void in my soul from Christian leaving and I need to fill it. Two hours later I decide I need to go out.
I need to have fun live the life of Anastasia the twenty-two year old. I call Anthony and he's going to meet us at the same club we went to for Halloween. When Kate walks through the door I tell her what's going on and she's more than down to get out of the house.
I shower, dry my hair and curl it. I need to live my life and forget about Christian. I put on my red bandage dress and black strappy heels.
Kate's wearing a black bandage dress with black pumps.
"Damn girl you look good." I blush and strut my stuff.
"Tonight it's time for me to make stupid mistakes, get drunk and forget about my problems." Her face falls, but she tries to hide it.
"Ready to go?" I nod and we get into a cab together.
When we get to the club we strut to the front of the line like we own the place. Kate does her hair flip and we get in. We order our usual drinks and find a table. After another round of drinks Anthony and Marcus join us. Another drink later I drag Kate on to the dance floor and we start dancing together.
It isn't long before two guys come and ask us to dance. He's no Adonis, but he'll have to do. He pulls my hips into him and I start moving to the beat of the music. I try to let loose, but his touch is awkward and foreign. With Christian it always felt like there was electricity moving between us. He turns me around and that's when I see Christian standing beside him. It all happens so fast the strangers on the floor and Christian's on top of him.
"CHRISTIAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" He looks up at me and the tears start falling. I can't do this! He breaks up with me, but won't let me have fun what the fuck is wrong with him. I run through the crowds of people and find the exit and hurl everything that's in my system. I step out further into the fresh air when someone come behind me and grabs me.
"Christian get away from me." I turn around, but it's not Christian standing behind me.
"What are you doing here." He smiles at me and someone comes behind me and covers myself with something that smells toxic and everything goes black.
Thoughts?