Here's for the Night
Author's note: Here's for the night is an Angst and a short story. Pg-13 and perhaps a squeel, don't know yet.
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So I lied…
It happens to everybody how was in a relationship, so why not theirs as well?
Strolling over the beach, Lex let out a sigh. Purely out of tiredness and frustration. Was she the now or never kind?
One day he would be gone and would never come back.
Was she cool with this?
Here was a toast to the never-ending pain that hosted in his hart. He didn’t want to loose her; he loved her to much for that to happen. All the happiness she brought with her. The nights that he felt so alive as they drank with her friends, his friends, like there was no tomorrow. The mind-blowing events behind the closed doors. She had given herself to him. And he himself to her.
The tears she knew she would cry, goodbye would come soon. Too soon for his liking. He wanted to hold her, love her, make her squeal in delight as he would nibble her earlobe in the middle of the night.
Letting a hand go over his hairless scalp, he unbuttoned his shirt and sat down, letting the warm water ruin his brand new custom made suit. He didn’t care. He only cared about her. Warmness rolled over his cheeks. Tears.
Here was a toast for all that knew him all so well. All that warned him but he was to thick-headed not to listen. Never-ending pain, sorrow and despair would fill his dark moments as she would walk out his live, disappear in the fog as he would run after her, trying to get her back, but he screwed it up so badly he didn’t know what to do anymore.
His let his head fall on his knees, growling as the slight pain hit his neck. Wrong movement. He chuckled. How could he worrying about wrong movements when his girlfriend, lover, woman, baby, sugar-spice-and everything nice was leaving him.
His body made strange movements to him; he felt his nose go stuffy, his eyes producing tears in an overdrive, his hands started to shake, and his breathe hitched. His back stiffened as the first tear escaped his eye, fallowed by millions more.
Niagara Falls.
“Chloe…” Hands fall on the sand, as he let himself hit the soft sound as he cried for his loved one. His chest making rapped movements and pain in his head made him yammer in the night.
TBC!
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