Worth (Tartaglia)

Nine

Something was wrong.

He felt like something was wrong by the moment he closes the door right behind him.

"Baby what's wrong?"

He asked as soon as he closes the door to face you

"Ajax?"

Walking right behind you, he could only humm in return

"Let's break up"

Then you turn around to face him. And he stood there stiff with no emotion on his face as he tries to suppress the feelings on his chest.

You got tired. You just wanted a normal relationship,you just wanted to be treated well. You just wanted to be with him. Something he couldn't give you up until now. He understands at the same time he refuse to understand.

"We have to break up not because there's no love but because there is no growth"

By your words, it was clear to understand that you still love him. And he does too. He still loves you, although he might have not shown it, he still love you with all his heart that what was happening right now was crushing his heart into pieces.

"And because relationships are worth fighting for Ajax, but I can't be the only one who's fighting"

He felt like something stab his heart as you said those words. He hated how he was the one who made you feel that way.

He wanted to say something, he felt like he needed to say something, that that was not the case, he wanted to fight for you too, for your relationship, but all the words were stuck on his throat, he felt suffocated.

"It's like a part of me still wants you and another part of me knows I'm better of without you"

His heart was beating loudly and painfully on his chest.

He could only come up to one thing.

"I"

His voice trembles and you decided to avoid his glaze, in the end, he cleared his throat as he gathers his courage and took a deep breath

"If that's what you want"

He started

"I respect it"

He added

"I'm sorry"

Don't apologize, he should be the one who's sorry.

"Don't be sorry for wanting to be treated well"

He walks towards you, and stops right in front of you, wanting to pull you into a hug, for the last time. But for some odd reason, his heart dropped on his stomach as he saw you flinch. You didn't even look up to him.

"I should be the one who's sorry"

He tried his best to laugh, but could only let out a chuckle in the end

"So don't be sorry, alright?"

With his hand trembling, he tried his best to touch you carefully on your chin, his blue iris meeting your (eye color) ones.

"It's my fault and I should be the one who's sorry"

He was the one at fault,he was the one who didn't make you feel secured and let you feel like this right now. It was all his fault.

All he wanted to do what to pull you in his arms, but all he could do is to caresses your cheeks gently for he was afraid he might make you feel uncomfortable.

"And I'm sorry"

For the last time, he leans down and kiss you on the forehead

With a heavy heart, he let go while saying

"And I guess this is a goodbye"

He wanted to hold you, but knowing and respecting your decision, he let go, starts to drag himself out the door which was so unlikely. He likes to go through and out of your window. It feels weird, walking out your door like it was the last time. His hands were even trembling as he held into the knob.

"I.."

He already opened the door, and he couldn't help but bit his lower lip

"I will never regret you or say I wish I never meet you"

"Because once back then, you're exactly what I needed"

He didn't know why, but somehow it was enough to make lessen the weight of his heavy heart.

So he look back, give you a smile, lock the door and close it behind him.

And as soon as he does, his knees gave in, hand on his mouth as he tried to suppress his sob and cried as he leans back the door.

It hurts.

He thought as his free hand clench on the cloth on his chest

"Ugh"

He couldn't help but to bite his lips as he held out a sob

He knew what was coming, but it still hurts.

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