Standing on the street corner she tried to blink away the dears which were collecting in her eyes at an alarming rate, as her heart dropped. Moments ticked by as the rain drenched her fully, standing parallel to her lover who stood dry under his umbrella. As she searched his peridot eyes she could no longer read them, and found only emptiness where warmth used to live. "Then leave."
The auburn haired male just stares at the blonde woman, her strong frame now curled into herself as she stands in front of him, broke as if he’d hit her repeatedly.
Looking down, he listens to the soft and slow rumble of thunder that presided above them, as if passing judgement on this situation and causing rain to fall down harder on the two. He feels a gnawing in the back of throat, but he ignores it, even as it grew from the soft utterance of her words followed by a flash of lightening and crack of thunder.
He’s almost stunned, he never thought she’d ever say those words to him…but here she stands.
Cold, alone and possibly afraid…and still cutting him loose like he isn’t needed.
He bites the inside of his lip and nearly glares daggers at the woman, how dare she just…throw him out like that.
Indigence fills him and he quickly turns on his heels, closing the image of the soaked and shivering blonde in his mind.
“Fine, if that’ what you want.”
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