Fool for love
Fool for Love
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Fool for Love
I let myself love him just to be burned. Jason warned me. Hell, even Nathaniel warned me, but I didn’t listen. I thought maybe he could learn to love me, but… she came back, and it’s all about her again. Tears threatened to fall, I opened my eyes wide so they didn’t, I wouldn’t cry for him. Sniffing I walked to the closet, our closet, and started grabbing my clothes out. I threw them on the bed carelessly.
My hand hesitated at a dress he bought me the first month we were together. He had made love to me, whispering sweet nothings into my ear, but not once did he tell me he loved me. It was her name he’d yell out when he finally found sweet release. It was her he thought about, dreamed about. Sniffling, I bit my lip as the tears fell. I couldn’t stop them, it was like a never ending stream.
It was my fault. I thought he would change, open himself to me, but he only pulled away. It started as a dinner date after they had seen me at the Circus. A zombie got lose, and I used magic to subdue it.
After that, I helped them with another supernatural problem, then with a computer problem. Before I knew it I was here everyday, just because. The first time we made love he cried, after he found his release he would leave. I wouldn’t see him for a couple of days, almost a week, then he’d show up at my apartment and we’d continue the dance. Each night he was with me he cried for her, wished I was her, not caring that it was my heart he was breaking each time I woke up without him by my side.
Wiping away my tears I pulled out my duffle bag. I don’t know how I ended up moving in. My things moved in gradually. I stayed over one night and borrowed clothes from Jason when I spilled something on my own. They were clean when I returned, and the ones I’d brought somehow stayed behind. As time passed, more and more remained at the circus until half the closet had my stuff in it.
Six Months of letting myself believe he could love me. Six Months of thinking he would finally accept me…but then he gets a call. She came back because one of the leopards was in trouble, and like that I was left in the dust watching him go to her rescue.
Well, not anymore. I threatened to leave him; I don’t think he believed me because I kept coming back. Not this time. After packing my things I looked around the room, there was a picture of me on his desk. Jason had taken it when he, Nathaniel and I went to the park. I left it where it was. Digging in my pocket, I pulled out the ring he gave me last night. It was gold, with a diamond as blue as his eyes, as a center piece. I brought it to my lips and laid a kiss on it before leaving it in front of the picture. I picked up my duffle and left without a backward glance. Jean-Claude was gone, Asher with him. They took most of the vampires with them so I didn’t run into anyone as I left. I was glad ‘cause each face I would have had to leave behind would be another blow to my heart. I was crying again by time I reached my car. I looked back at the circus. The flashing clown with fangs a reminder of what I was leaving behind. When I had first come here I was skeptical; leaving I’m heart broken.