te walk into the club, standing at the superiore, in alto of the spiral staircase, watching her give instructions to the few other employees that occupy the floor. te reach up and touch the cuore collana she gave you, unsure of what you’re about to do. Your cuore hurts just thinking about it, but it’s the right thing to do, isn’t it? No one is going to accept te two and te can’t take the stress of being rejected da everyone te know and love. te slowly make your way down the stairs, steadying yourself on the handrail. te stop at the bar, waiting for her to turn around.
“Hey you,” she says, smiling and coming over for a kiss. te sposta away and baciare her cheek, knowing te won’t be able to go through with this if te let her baciare you.
“Alex, can I talk to you,” te ask, your voice shaky. te won’t allow yourself to look into her sparkling eyes. She doesn’t speak, but she wraps her arm around your waist and guides te in to her office. te sit on the divano and stare at the tiles on the floor, nervous about the pending conversation.
“What do te want to talk about,” she inquires, leaning against her desk. te inadvertently let your eyes wander up the curves of her long legs, to her hips, and up to her torso where te stare at her beautifully toned stomach, resisting the urge to walk over and places kisses on every inch of her exposed skin.
Your voice cracks as te speak. “I...I can’t do this,” te say, tears already starting to well up in your eyes.
“Can’t do what, Marissa,” she says, her voice a mix of anger and sadness.
“Us,” te state plainly. “We have to go back to being friends," te finish, standing up. Your voice seems sure, but if she looked at te right now, she’d know te were lying. te hear her sigh as she walks towards you, and she places her hands on your hips. Tilting your chin up and looking into your eyes, she begins to speak.
“I can’t go back to being friends, Marissa. This…us…this is living,” she starts, obviously near tears.
“And friends...that's waiting and I won't go back. I can’t go back. te know te don’t want this. Without you, I have nothing, Marissa,” she says, her voice pleading te to stay. “Please, baby, we can work on this. te can do this...we’ll take it slow...no più sex...whatever te want. Just please...don’t leave me,” she says, the pleading becoming più urgent. te make the mistake of looking in her eyes and te see the tears forming there. te can’t break down now.
"Look Alex,” te stay, stepping away from her and looking at the ground. “You know I’m straight. te and I...we...we'd just be better at friends,” te stammer, trying to convince yourself più than her. te look in her eyes one più time and see that she’s already set up the walls around her heart. te wish te could do the same, but no walls in the world could block the pain te feel from the words she says next.
"Well successivo time te wanna experiment, go fuck another girl and make her fall in Amore with you, but don't come back to me.”
te stand there in a state of shock, her words echoing in your mind. ‘She’s in Amore with me,’ te think as te open your mouth to speak. “Al...” te start, but she cuts te off before te can even finish her name.
“Just go,” she says angrily, motioning towards the door. te turn away from her, unable to let her see te cry. The tears fall freely as te run out of her office and up the stairs to your car. te climb in and slam the door, not noticing the person sitting successivo to te as the steady tears turn into loud sobs.
“Hey you,” she says, smiling and coming over for a kiss. te sposta away and baciare her cheek, knowing te won’t be able to go through with this if te let her baciare you.
“Alex, can I talk to you,” te ask, your voice shaky. te won’t allow yourself to look into her sparkling eyes. She doesn’t speak, but she wraps her arm around your waist and guides te in to her office. te sit on the divano and stare at the tiles on the floor, nervous about the pending conversation.
“What do te want to talk about,” she inquires, leaning against her desk. te inadvertently let your eyes wander up the curves of her long legs, to her hips, and up to her torso where te stare at her beautifully toned stomach, resisting the urge to walk over and places kisses on every inch of her exposed skin.
Your voice cracks as te speak. “I...I can’t do this,” te say, tears already starting to well up in your eyes.
“Can’t do what, Marissa,” she says, her voice a mix of anger and sadness.
“Us,” te state plainly. “We have to go back to being friends," te finish, standing up. Your voice seems sure, but if she looked at te right now, she’d know te were lying. te hear her sigh as she walks towards you, and she places her hands on your hips. Tilting your chin up and looking into your eyes, she begins to speak.
“I can’t go back to being friends, Marissa. This…us…this is living,” she starts, obviously near tears.
“And friends...that's waiting and I won't go back. I can’t go back. te know te don’t want this. Without you, I have nothing, Marissa,” she says, her voice pleading te to stay. “Please, baby, we can work on this. te can do this...we’ll take it slow...no più sex...whatever te want. Just please...don’t leave me,” she says, the pleading becoming più urgent. te make the mistake of looking in her eyes and te see the tears forming there. te can’t break down now.
"Look Alex,” te stay, stepping away from her and looking at the ground. “You know I’m straight. te and I...we...we'd just be better at friends,” te stammer, trying to convince yourself più than her. te look in her eyes one più time and see that she’s already set up the walls around her heart. te wish te could do the same, but no walls in the world could block the pain te feel from the words she says next.
"Well successivo time te wanna experiment, go fuck another girl and make her fall in Amore with you, but don't come back to me.”
te stand there in a state of shock, her words echoing in your mind. ‘She’s in Amore with me,’ te think as te open your mouth to speak. “Al...” te start, but she cuts te off before te can even finish her name.
“Just go,” she says angrily, motioning towards the door. te turn away from her, unable to let her see te cry. The tears fall freely as te run out of her office and up the stairs to your car. te climb in and slam the door, not noticing the person sitting successivo to te as the steady tears turn into loud sobs.