Chapter 15. Rejected

Her words linger within my mind, almost like nails scracthing against me, trying to torment me even after I walk away.

I walk down, grab the glass and fill it. I don't know what to think. I thought she was pushing me out, but now though, I don't know what the fuck to think.

She looked at me like she didn't care. I feel used. Surely, this was just her way to get her son back. Why would she make out like this was more, why would she make me change just to tell me she doesn't want me and used me to get her son back? She can't have meant it, I keep thinking it but the more I think about it, the more I hear her, and the more I believe she fucking meant it.

"Don't do it." I look up and see Marco. "You two had a fight. There is no doubt tomorrow things will blow over." He smiles at me, but he has no idea, he doesn't realise this isn't a fight, she didn't even want me to start with.

"She won't be here tomorrow!" Even I know the first thing she is