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but when he went to do the window up slowly i knew i had to stop him, no matter what.

"ross! wait!" i say whipping my hand from bens

his head whips towards me and i immediately freeze in my spot, i'm not sure if it was a mixture of either butterflies from seeing him suprisingly again or if it was the fact i thought i was about to throw everything i've managed to eat in the past three months up and out on the ground infront of us

his eyebrows furrow and he leans closer like he's trying to get a better view at us...or me.

"do i k-know you?" he stuttered whilst shaking his head

he forgot me.

he doesn't know how i am.

he really forgot about me like that.

that's when i knew there was no going back, i shake my head in disbelief that the past 5 nearly 6 months were all wasted and down the drain because of this.

the girl.

tour.

ben.

my mum.

i was lost.

"no, no you don't" ben answered for me

i turn my head to towards him with my mouth parted slightly as the tears are now streaming down my face

"ok...well i'm just going to leave now" ross says awkwardly

i turn my attention back to him as he does his window up, turning back round he drives off back into the street leaving me alone once again, with ben.

i stand as still as possible, watching ross turn amd drive down the road was like everything i've ever had and everything i've ever wanted was leaving me.

i still loved him, i still wanted him.

but he didn't want me.

i rip my hand from bens once again and look at him dead in the eye, my lips straight in a line as i'm letting the rivers flow, he shakes his head but i can just tell by the look on his face he wants to stand there and laugh at me

i storm back into the store and grab my stuff, at the perfect time mitch walks in and gives me a dirty look

"where do you think your goin-"

"if your going to stand there and have a go at me when my ex just harassed me and the guy i am in love with still just walked past me crying whilst he had grip on me, then i will quit" i rant before running out to the front and opening the door

"what do you-

i cut her from her stupid comments and slam the door behind me, suprisingly not smashing behind me i jump in my truck and sit there in tears

my hands on the top of the steering wheel and i lean my head on the top too, taking a deep breath before sitting back up and driving my way home in silence

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