Mascara ran down your cheeks as simon gave you a tissue.
''..A-and that prick stood me up!! Simon, he..he dumped me...''
He rubbed a hand over your back, trying to keep you calm.
''...do you think if I was prettier he'd like me..?''
Simon was baffled , how could you not see your beauty? wasn't it obvious?
''Love, dont say those things. Your fine the way you are.''
You sniffled. ''But what if I'm not? ''
''Then...you just dodged a bullet. Listen, most men are like that, and guess what? you were kind enough to give him a chance, and he struck out. He had a change and he lost. If he was the one, he would've treated you better.''
You wiped your cheek with your palm, smearing the ink further.
''Right...I-I'm a baddie, I dont need him to waste my t-time any anyway!''
''Atta' girl. You are a queen, dont lower your standards for scum like him.''
He helped you clean up your face, giving your nose a gentle kiss.
''If he wont treat you like queen, someone else will, Alright? Maybe lay off the dating apps for a while.''
Someone else as in himself...
He was honestly relieved to see you listening, that way he didn't have any competition, he would surely sweep you off your feet before anyone else had a chance.
He was dominating this competition and you were the prize he'd just won
