What would you do if you discovered you were the other woman?
Augustine only wants the kind of love she sees in movies and reads in her favorite books. When she thinks she found it, she discovers a secret that will ruin everything.
What do you do...
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Augustine
"You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same. Cursing my name, wishing I stayed. You turned into your worst fears, and you're tossing out blame, drunk in this pain. Crossing out the good years, and your cursing my name, wishing I stayed. Look at how my tears ricochet." — my tears ricochet
I clung to Sarina like I was falling and she was the only solid thing in the world, and right now? She was. She was here, with me. A couple of minutes passed and she stiffened. I wanted to ask 'why?', but my voice wasn't working, whenever I opened my mouth sobs escaped and broke the silence.
When she whispered the words "Tristan was here..." In my ear I stiffened too. I looked up and turned my head slightly. Just to get a glimpse of him walking away.
What?
Why was he here?
Then I remembered he was a jerk this morning. He left me there. At the beach, after telling me my first love didn't consider me his love, at all. He just left me there. Heartbroken and without any reasons. So I gathered my own reason. James was the biggest asshole in the whole entire world.
Yet...
My heart hurt at the thought of him. I felt it squeeze, every time I thought about it, it became smaller, like it wanted to disappear. And for now I wanted that too. Maybe if it disappeared I wouldn't feel this, inside of me.
Then, another part wanted everything to just be a dream. That I would wake up and we would be laying on the beach. He would tease me about falling asleep on him again. We would laugh and kiss and have fun.
He would brush one of his big hands on the side of my head, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear, after whispering how beautiful he thought I was.
I opened my eyes, and everything hit me all over again, full force. A sob burned my throat, I felt like exploding. I parted my lips and a sob escaped. It was the last straw before I broke all over again. I tightened my hold on Sarina and she held me just as tight.
"Shh.." she whispered, over and over again. "James is an ass, he doesn't deserve you."
"But.." I sobbed, "I really wanted him to deserve me... I wanted him to love me.." my voice broke.
Sarina sighed, "I know." She said once, then twice.
I was endlessly thankful for Sarina, because I was a mess, a crying, broken, horrible mess. And instead of whispering lies to my ear, she was quiet. Holding me. Like she felt my pain too, and maybe she did, because she didn't complain once.
We stayed like that a long time. We stayed like that until I couldn't feel anything but my pain. I didn't feel the sand hitting my skin from the wind... I didn't feel the hot weather or my own sweat. I didn't feel my clothes sticking to my skin or my hair on my face. I didn't even feel my tears anymore. I just felt my once full heart, broken, hollow... And my own pain.
