Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2019 8:18:11 GMT -5
I know you love her but it's over mate
It's gonna hurt for a bit of time
So bottoms up, let's forget tonight
You'll find another and you'll be just fine
Let her go
So bottoms up, let's forget tonight
You'll find another and you'll be just fine
Let her go
He was angry and he had no reason to be. He had not one single fucking right to be angry but he was. He was angry and he was sad and he was so many emotions that he didn't understand. He felt like his heart was being ripped from his body because she wasn't there. Was love supposed to hurt like this? Was that what he was feeling? He thought that love was supposed to be happiness, not sorrow and pain and anger. Tib was jealous and angry and so many things that he did not have the right to feel. things were over. They were done, and her sleeping with Asher had proved it. Asher was his mate, their mate, and she had crossed that line. Yes, he had slept with Sabine. had he done it willingly? No. He had been drunk, and other things. he had not been himself that night and waking up to her was something that he could not find himself regretting. He did not love Sabine, but she was a good friend.
Did he consider Winona or Asher one any more? No. Was this something that he wanted? Yes. But he didn't want this. He had wanted time to think, room to breathe and time to make the changes to his life that he needed to become a better person and prove to himself that he was not his father. That he was not his mother’s puppet and find out who he wanted to be. He had a long life ahead of him, and he did not want to spend the rest of it feeling like this. This had been a month of change, brought on by his mother yet pushing him to do things forcing her hand in his life. When he was younger he had needed her help to get into things. She had the proper connections and knew the right people but now it was just laughable. She was his mother and had been his manager but she was not his keeper and it was better this way.
Though he was not one who took the opinion of others easily, he had promised Sabine that he would trust her, and her judgment. She was the youngest CEO in UK history. He had to trust that she knew what she was doing. Their past was complicated but they were being friends now, they were trusting each other that this was a good thing to be doing and she could be as rude as she needed to be with him to get the point across and it worked. It worked really well. It was why there were here. He had to move on with his life and he knew that he needed to do this for him.
Whatever he felt for her, he had to be sure that this was love, because if it wasn’t there wasn’t anything for them to save. Not if they had been in someone else’s bed that fast. Both of them. Yes, he had been under the influence, but that had never led him there before. He was not his father, he did not cheat, and he didn’t jump from bed to bed, but it was something that Sab had said that kept circling in his mind. Love should not feel like your heart is being ripped from your chest. He wanted the can’t eat, can’t sleep, reach for the stars over the stands Quidditch kind of stuff, but this pain that he felt… it felt more like he had been betrayed. He had not spoken to Winona or Asher since that day and in this current mood, he had no plans to speak to either afterward. He wasn’t sure that he could trust his friend after this, or look at her the same way. They were broken up, yes, but this felt… different.
So, he was pushing forward. He was moving ahead and he was moving. They were selling the house, She had found him a flat was that would be more suitable for him for now. Almost all of her things were gone, but the things that had been left behind they had in two bags and had walked from his new place to here. To this bridge in a place, they would not be noticed and he was leaning on the edge of the bridge, looking into the water. ” Okay, Sab. You sure this is a good idea?” He would likely burn every bridge that leads back to her with this. He knew Sab was right and he would be letting go of his anger and his regret, but he would be letting go of her too. The real question was going to be could he live with himself after this? Could he move forward? She was a part of WS2, she was a part of the past that he needed to move on from. If he told himself over and over then he might not hurt so much. Looking over at the blonde he took in a long breath and let it out as he puffed out his cheeks. Funny thing, his ex-wife trying to help him get over his ex-girlfriend.
Did he consider Winona or Asher one any more? No. Was this something that he wanted? Yes. But he didn't want this. He had wanted time to think, room to breathe and time to make the changes to his life that he needed to become a better person and prove to himself that he was not his father. That he was not his mother’s puppet and find out who he wanted to be. He had a long life ahead of him, and he did not want to spend the rest of it feeling like this. This had been a month of change, brought on by his mother yet pushing him to do things forcing her hand in his life. When he was younger he had needed her help to get into things. She had the proper connections and knew the right people but now it was just laughable. She was his mother and had been his manager but she was not his keeper and it was better this way.
Though he was not one who took the opinion of others easily, he had promised Sabine that he would trust her, and her judgment. She was the youngest CEO in UK history. He had to trust that she knew what she was doing. Their past was complicated but they were being friends now, they were trusting each other that this was a good thing to be doing and she could be as rude as she needed to be with him to get the point across and it worked. It worked really well. It was why there were here. He had to move on with his life and he knew that he needed to do this for him.
Whatever he felt for her, he had to be sure that this was love, because if it wasn’t there wasn’t anything for them to save. Not if they had been in someone else’s bed that fast. Both of them. Yes, he had been under the influence, but that had never led him there before. He was not his father, he did not cheat, and he didn’t jump from bed to bed, but it was something that Sab had said that kept circling in his mind. Love should not feel like your heart is being ripped from your chest. He wanted the can’t eat, can’t sleep, reach for the stars over the stands Quidditch kind of stuff, but this pain that he felt… it felt more like he had been betrayed. He had not spoken to Winona or Asher since that day and in this current mood, he had no plans to speak to either afterward. He wasn’t sure that he could trust his friend after this, or look at her the same way. They were broken up, yes, but this felt… different.
So, he was pushing forward. He was moving ahead and he was moving. They were selling the house, She had found him a flat was that would be more suitable for him for now. Almost all of her things were gone, but the things that had been left behind they had in two bags and had walked from his new place to here. To this bridge in a place, they would not be noticed and he was leaning on the edge of the bridge, looking into the water. ” Okay, Sab. You sure this is a good idea?” He would likely burn every bridge that leads back to her with this. He knew Sab was right and he would be letting go of his anger and his regret, but he would be letting go of her too. The real question was going to be could he live with himself after this? Could he move forward? She was a part of WS2, she was a part of the past that he needed to move on from. If he told himself over and over then he might not hurt so much. Looking over at the blonde he took in a long breath and let it out as he puffed out his cheeks. Funny thing, his ex-wife trying to help him get over his ex-girlfriend.
