Eli’s gaze kept shifting from the brunette’s delicate face, to his beat up dirty combat books that were planting firmly into the pavement. He wanted more than anything to just hug her tight and let her know that everything was going to be okay. Though, a small part of him was holding him back the hurt being to much to bare at the moment. “I know..” He whispered softly, before her next words started to make him angry. “Easier for me? Easier is finding out from some gossip site? And is that really what you think? That you were just a hook up for me? That may be what it was for you, but don’t you dare put words in my mouth. That morning when I woke up, I was going to ask you to give me a shot…” His eyes started to feel heavy, watering. “You’re decision is what I’m worried about. It’s you, Bianca. You just shut me out. Because that’s easy for you. Shut people out and you won’t get hurt. Guess I’m the real fool, huh?” He scoffed. “I would’ve been there had I known. Through all of it. JUst so you knew that you weren’t alone. Well, looks like not telling me got you that. So, I hope you’re satisfied.”
Bianca’s eyebrows knit together as she looked at him fiercely, “You think I told that stupid gossip book? Cause I didn’t. I didn’t want anyone to know..” She took a moment, shifting on her feet uncomfortably, finding it hard to share what she was feeling, but she almost felt like she owed it to him, “You weren’t just a hook up for me, okay? You weren’t, I just... I didn’t want to.... Dammit, I-I didn’t want..” She shook her head, stamping her foot a little as she struggled to get her words out, “I wanted to protect you. From me. From getting hurt. I wanted it to be just a hook up for you, So that you could walk away and be fine.” Her jaw clenched as she looked at him, feeling tears starting to well up and trying to fight them off, “You’re not a fool.” She whispered, her gaze shifting towards the sky in an attempt to hold back her tears, but his words cut her life a knife and she felt a tear slide down her cheek, “I didn’t want you to feel obligated to be there for me.. I didn’t... I expected you to be mad, to yell and-and throw shit. I didn’t think you’d care about me. No guy ever cares about me.” Swallowing thickly, she finally brought her gaze back to look at him, “No, I’m not satisfied. The last thing I wanted was to hurt you. I did all of this alone so you wouldn’t get hurt, so you wouldn’t have to carry this burden with me. I’m really sorry, Eli. It’s probably better that you hate me, I’m no good for you. Clearly.”
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