I very nearly ran out the door to go take @AdamKelleyBT’s head off. But, I thought, let’s think about this Abby.
If Jake is still around here, he might be watching to see if I run off.
So I stayed at home, and cleaned. He’d been all over the house, in the kitchen, through the hall, and in our bedroom. In mine and Jake’s BED. Fucking prick.
I washed the sheets, vacuumed, dusted, washed the walls, even the shined the headboard. It wasn’t until I got downstairs to the kitchen that I saw the open window.
I so wanted to kill him. I wanted to kill him with my bare hands.
I sat in the middle of the floor, feeling my legs go out from under me. How, how did this happen?
How did I go from getting everything I wanted, which was just Jake, to losing it in one day? Just a few hours! How did this happen?!
I fell over, hearing the wail from my chest before logic told me it was me. I’d never cried so hard in my life. If I’d actually done the terrible thing he’d accused me off, it would be different. But this time, I was true.
This was Jake, I thought. Took the first reason to run. He’s a wolf. That’s what he does. Didn’t I make the mistake of getting far too comfortable before? Did I really think I could domesticate the last real lone wolf?
No, this wasn’t the end. It couldn’t be. If Jake was really feeling that way, he still would. He couldn’t just write me off.
But still. How could he believe I cheated on him so easily?
I stayed in the floor, lacking the strength to even get up the stairs to the bed. There was no reason for me to get up at all.
My life had just stormed out the front door.
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