Genre: Angst with no happy ending
After ghosting Felix, you find him at a cafe and hope to fix your past relationship.
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Every day for the past three months, each day killed a piece of your heart a little more. A piece here and a sliver there. You walked around with only half a porcelain heart. The majority of it had crumbled and turned to dust.
Life was never the same after you left Felix and you weren't sure you'd ever be okay again. In the heat of the moment, you called off the relationship and you were left with nothing, but sour regret. You'd never forgive yourself for the way Felix looked at you with betrayal.
You snuffed out the sparkle in his eyes. You crushed his heart between your bare hands. Betrayal was all that was left as you spun around and left him alone in your shared apartment.
Both of you knew it was a matter of time, but neither of you wanted to let go. No matter how difficult things became, no matter how much you fought over the smallest things, Felix would never let you go. In his mind, the two of you would get through your rut eventually.
You were stressed from work and Felix was stressed with his band. You were both at your wits end which led to explosive arguments. The times the two of you wanted to hang out with each other, the other was busy. The relationship was crumbling apart until you cut it off entirely.
You were supposed to go grocery shopping, but after coming home from work, you were exhausted. The simple task slipped your mind and when you got home, you went into your room and collapsed. By the time Felix came home, he was expecting to find the ingredients he wanted to make dinner, but he was left with empty cupboards and a fridge full of condiments.
In a fit of rage, he stormed into your shared room and angrily shook you awake. He was angry because that dinner was the one thing he was looking forward to all day. You were angry because you were exhausted and it was just groceries. He could have gone and picked them up himself.
Your conversation escalated into yelling and, in a fit of impulsivity, you announced you were done. You were done with the fights, you were done with the eggshell walking, you were done with the crumbled ruins of your relationship. You were done with all of it.
You didn't even say good-bye properly. You packed up your stuff and disappeared. Felix expected you to come back home, but you never did. You took out all your stuff when you left. You assumed he'd text you eventually. Unfortunately, that text never came your way.
Three months, ninety long days, had passed since you stormed out of the house with tears in your eyes. Defeat weighed heavily on your shoulders. Your cheeks were stained with tears and your heart felt hollow instead of the usual fulfilled feeling you used to get when you were with him.
You jerked open the door to the cafe you regularly began going to without paying attention. You started walking inside when you slammed into someone. With a quick yip of surprise, you jerked yourself back and began to apologize.
Who was staring back at you? The same freckled-face man you fell in love with. His hair was darkened this time. The usual blonde was gone. It had been dyed black due to another comeback of his band. His eyes looked you up and down before he softly uttered your name.
It wasn't the same. He used to say your name and a grin would stretch across his face. He spoke your name with a sweetened honey. You made his heart flutter and his stomach churn with butterflies. Today, that tone and that look was gone.
"Felix?" Your eyes met his.
A smile filled his face, but you could tell it was forced. You stepped back another step. The two of you stared at each other before Felix broke the silence again. "How have you been?"
"Not the greatest. How have you been?" You scanned his face wondering if he'd lie or tell you the truth.
"I've been pretty good actually. The guys and I are getting ready for a world tour soon. In a few more weeks, we'll be traveling to different countries. Our album came out tw-"
"Two months ago," you finished for him.
"You listened to it?"
"Of course. I always liked your music and I wanted to support the guys. Actually, I happened to get your photo card."
"Really?"
You nodded your head and swallowed the lump in your throat. "Are you doing anything right now?"
He shook his head.
"Can we talk outside for a few minutes?"
"Sure. Do you want to get a coffee first or something? I'll pay for it."
You shook your head and headed back towards the entrance door. Even after you left him and ghosted him, he was still as charming as ever; just more salt added to your wound.
Once you were outside, you walked over to the side of the building and away from the door. Your arms crossed over your chest and you shifted your body. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for what I did to you. It wasn't right and I shouldn't have done it."
"I'm sorry too. It was a rough day for both of us. I shouldn't have gotten so angry about it. We fought over the dumbest things."
"Yeah..."
Another awkward silence filled the air. There wasn't much to say this time. What were you supposed to say to the person you went three months without contact with? You moved your weight to your opposite foot.
"Can we try again?" Your voice came out in a whisper. Your eyes met his and you felt yourself swoon again. You'd fallen face first into those toffee eyes and you felt yourself doing it all over again.
"Try again?"
You nodded hoping that he'd agree. Your hands found each other and you began nervously twiddling your fingers. Unconsciously, you bit down into your bottom lip.
"I don't think that's such a good idea."
"What?" The disappointment in your voice was obvious. "Why not?"
"I've already moved on."
"Moved on?"
"You'll always be someone I loved. I still care about you, you know? However, I've been talking to someone recently and th-"
You couldn't stop the stinging sensation of tears filling your eyes. You sucked in a sharp breath and bit down into your lip harder hoping the pain would ease the glassy sheen in your eyes. Felix turned blurry in front of you.
"Listen, you're a good person, but we had something and now it's over. We owe it to each other to find someone better. We learned a hard life lesson and now it's time to part ways. What if we fall back into the same old habits?"
"How can I be a good person if you won't even accept me for the way I am and take me back? Why am I not good enough for you anymore? Can't you just love me the way I am? I'll do better this time, I swear."
"That's not what I meant." Felix reached forward and hooked his thumbs beneath the bottom of your eyes. He swiped his thumbs and brushed away your tears. "You're going to find someone who appreciates and loves all of you for the way you are."
"That someone is you!" Your wobbly voice raised.
"That someone used to be me, but it's not anymore. I reflected a lot on our relationship and realized I had flaws. I've been trying to better myself, so the same mistakes don't get made again."
"Felix, please..."
"I'm sorry," he gently cupped your cheeks between your hands. "We can be friends, if you want to." He wiped away more of your tears. "I don't think we work as lovers in this life."
His words were a slap across your face. It became harder to breathe. Silent tears slipped down your cheeks. Felix quickly wiped your cheeks again. "I'm so sorry, really I am."
A loud guttural sob left your mouth. Felix's face fell at your reaction. He rushed forward and tugged you into his arms. His arms went behind your back and he soothingly rubbed your back while cooing and insisting that it'd be okay.
For the first and last time in three months, you let yourself be comforted by your ex and accepted defeat.