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Post by Jason Monroe on Oct 20, 2013 18:46:50 GMT -5
I get up after he slams the door behind him and walk out to the living room. I guessed it was time to face my demons. My throat tightens and I open his door before looking at him and watching him. "Want to tell me where you were and why you never answered my calls?" I ask, not really wanting to be the bad fiance but I had my reasons. Besides, I wasn't really being the bad one, right? I pull out my phone and open up one of the pictures before putting it back in my pocket, looking at him. Hopefully, he would make this easy on on both of us. I didn't want to have to interrogate him too much and if he would come clean about it all, I wouldn't really be so pissed.
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Post by Calden LeCoste on Oct 20, 2013 18:52:09 GMT -5
I jump a bit as my door opens and I drop my shirt from where I'd been fastening my belt. "I didn't fucking have my phone on me." I reply, shaking my head as if this were obvious. I point to where it was on the dresser before stepping forward to pull Jason into a hug. "What's wrong, baby?" I ask, frowning as I rested my head on his shoulder. The ecstasy was making me like this- all cuddly and comforting, while the alcohol just.. well, quite frankly, fucked things up.
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Post by Jason Monroe on Oct 20, 2013 18:57:38 GMT -5
I huff and look away. He had a good reason and I hadn't bothered to go to his room and check. That still didn't tell me about the guy he was with or why he didn't call to tell me he was going out and wouldn't have his phone. I bite my lip when I realize that he wouldn't normally be like this but don't dare add another thing to my plate of things to be pissed about. I pull out my phone and show him the picture of him kissing the other guy and look away. "Who the fuck is that?" I say, barely able to choke it out as tears streamed down my cheeks again. "Don't make up some dumb ass lie because I know you too well to fall for it," I say, looking at him and knowing my eyes showed how hurt I was. There was no reason to hide it any longer.
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Post by Calden LeCoste on Oct 20, 2013 19:08:31 GMT -5
I pull back as he holds up a cracked phone and my face falls as I stare at the picture that was on it. Drake and I. Fuck. "Jason." I sigh, shaking my head a bit. I reach out to wipe the tears off his face and I look at my feet for a moment. "You.. you wouldn't understand." I mumble, raising my hazel eyes to his face. How was I supposed to tell him that I was... well, a whore? That was it, wasn't it? A prostitute. But, it was to help him.. but, I had a feeling, he wouldn't look at that part.
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Post by Jason Monroe on Oct 20, 2013 19:17:46 GMT -5
I shake my head and look away, not moving away from him. His touch kept me calmer than I normally would be but I knew that I couldn't figure this out. I sink to my knees and pull my body into a tight ball, sobbing into my knees. I was no longer able to control myself. "If you wanted someone else, you should've told me...not just do this," I mumble against my pants as I try to calm down but end up choking on air as I take a breath.
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Post by Calden LeCoste on Oct 20, 2013 19:21:33 GMT -5
I jump a bit as she suddenly sinks to the floor, sobbing violently. "Jason.. I do want you.. its.. agh." I groan, pushing my hair out of my face as I crocuh down beside him. "Please.. just.. don't be mad." I whisper, running my hand through his hair comfortingly. I sniffle, feeling guilty though I didn't just burst into tears. Everything would be alright.. he'd let it go.
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Post by Jason Monroe on Oct 20, 2013 19:25:36 GMT -5
I shake my head and sit up. "Nobody just goes and makes out with someone if they want who they have," I say, standing and deciding that I knew what would be best. I take a deep breath and walk to the door before stopping and refusing to look back. "I'm sorry...it's over...I want you out of my house before noon tomorrow," I mumble, wanting to take back the words once I said them. I go to my room and lay on the bed, sobbing into my pillow before looking over at the picture of Calden and I and flipping it over.
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Post by Calden LeCoste on Oct 20, 2013 19:30:37 GMT -5
I unbalance as he stands and sit back hard on my ass, looking up at him. "J-Jason." I stutter as he speaks, my mouth falling open. We were.. done? "I.. I don't have anywhere to go." I sniffle, getting to my feet. I follow him before the door's slammed in my face and I let out a sob before turning back to pull on my socks and Vans before grabbing my bag and stuffing things into it. I look at my total ofa hundred and fifty dollars before slinging my bag over my shoulder and standing. I bend over to slip the money under Jason's door before walking down the hallway, tears falling down my face. I had to go back to Leah.. if she'd take me in.
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Post by Jason Monroe on Oct 20, 2013 19:34:53 GMT -5
Tears stream down my face as I hear him speak and I try not to turn around and open the door when I hear him sob. I want to run after him, take him into my arms and ask him for forgiveness. I want him to stay in my arms and be able to look down at him and kiss him and laugh as we screw up our words. I look over at my door and see money slip under it before looking at my door and hating myself. It's clear that he was doing everything out of guilt but it was too late...I was the bad fiance; ex...fiance.
(can we make a new thread? I don't wanna cry DX)
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