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“I mean, why are you here, Anna? This isn’t your place.”
“Oh, really,” I scoff. “Funny, because I kinda thought it was our place, where you told me you didn’t bring others, where we talked and shared pieces of ourselves. Where we nearly…” I stop, unable to finish that sentence.
“It’s my house, Anna. And you made it clear you didn’t want me anymore,” he yells.
“Bullshit. I told you we needed to get clean and that we weren’t breaking up. You’ve just skewed everything like usual.”
“Don’t start with me.” He steps closer towards me.
“Then don’t lie to me. Who is she?” I fling my arm out, pointing in the direction of the house.
“She’s a friend.”
“Really?” I push him.
“Yeah. But I don’t see why it’s any of your business anymore.”
“Was it so easy for you to forget what we had? What we meant to each other, or was all that a lie for you?”
“No, it wasn’t a lie. How could you think that?” He scowls at me. “But you’re the one who threw it away. You left me and refused to see me.”
“Arghhh, you don’t get it, do you?” I run my hands through my hair and pace in a circle. “I was sick. We were sick. You left me passed out from a bad trip and didn’t even know. You were so concerned about getting high that you forgot about everything else. Including me.”
“Now who’s twisting things.” He turns away and looks out at the water.
“You let a random girl fuck you in front of me. You fucking shattered my heart, and yet you still think it’s on me.”
He storms back to me and snatches my wrist. “I love you, Anna. When you left, you broke me. Don’t you see that?” I search his eyes. It’s there, right on the surface of my feelings to believe him, but then I see his laughing face with that girl.
“Not from where I’m standing. It looks like you’ve moved on just fine.” I yank my hand back. “This was our place,” I hiss.
“She’s a friend.”
“You don’t have friends who are girls, Jere. I was the only one.” My rage begins to get the better of me. “I was the only one,” I scream and slam my fists into his chest, pounding on him.
He grabs my hands in his, gently this time, and pulls me into him. “Shh, Anna. I’ve got you.”
It’s so easy to fall back into his arms as he wraps me up. The tears muddle my vision, but I can still see his blue eyes as I look up at him. There’s still sadness there.
There’s a draw between us, like something is pushing us back together. It might just be that flicker of hope that I felt, but it’s something I yearn for.
“Arch? What the fuck?” The girl shouts from behind us, ruining the moment and reminding me that what we had isn’t what we have now. The feelings that were surfacing are snuffed out like wind over a candle wick, plunging you into darkness.
I step away from him, as hard as it is. At least I can see the pain in his eyes as I do.
Maybe he does still love me, but he’s hurt me, and maybe we’re just bad for each other right now.
He shakes his head as if denying what’s going on.
“You did this to us. You broke us and then threw me away.” My words are bitter, spoken from the rubble of my love for him. “All you had to do was want me more than the drugs. I thought it would be us together, always.” I turn and walk away.
“You thought we’d be together forever? Now who’s being twisted,” he shouts after me, but I can hear the question in his voice. Deep down, he believed in what we had, too. I knew it.
The girl at the end of the jetty gives me a smug look as I walk by and snarl, “Enjoy being his re-bound, bitch.”
I go and wait for the taxi, my world back in pieces again, and the itch to go for a drink or to douse my pain with anything that will make me forget is overwhelming.
The taxi comes, drops me outside Molly’s, and I blindly wander to the local shop, buy a bottle of vodka, and take it back to the cottage.
