@moonbcrne , willow ; "you’re an asshole, you know that?"
nails dig crescent moons into his palms as she speaks. he had already been on edge from the moment he caught sight of her walking closer and closer to his vicinity. sunny wanted nothing more than for floor to swallow him whole in that moment. he had done everything he could to avoid any encounter with her. it had gotten to the point where he would even turn down any opportunity hang out with carter in fear that she would be there — or worse case scenario — if she was there with cade. he knew he wouldn't be able to stomach the sight, so he isolated himself. either wallowing in self-pity or finding ways to numb the pain.
❝ yeah, i’ve been told. ❞ the words come out sharper than he intends, a flimsy shield of sarcasm in attempt to mask the crack in his voice. he exhales shakily, eyes fixed somewhere over her shoulder, too afraid that if he looks at her he’ll see pity. ❝ guess it’s better than being a fucking idiot, right? ’cause that’s what i’d have to be to stick around and watch him pick you. ❞
his voice wavers on the last word, venom mixing with something softer, something raw and vulnerable. he drags a hand down his face, trying to will away the exhaustion that has settled deep into his bones. ❝ i didn’t ask for any of this shit. you think i wanted to fall for someone who was never really mine? ❞ he finally meets her gaze. eyes red-rimmed and burning as he lets out a bitter laugh. ❝ so yeah. i’m an asshole. but at least i knew when to walk away before it killed me. can you say the same? ❞










