The Devil in the Mirror

Andy's POV:

Its almost physically painful, being so close to her, yet so far away. The pain in her eyes whenever she looks at me causes for new waves of guilt and remorse to wash over me again and again, never stopping. She's happy, with Chris, and that hurts even more than her leaving. But I hurt her, and the thought of making her hate me, because I chose to be so fucking irrational... That's the worst.

Her cheeks are tear-stained as she tells me her tale. I texted Ash awhile back, saying that I'd simply be bailing on our original plans. Instead, I'd rather stay with my ex-girlfriend, while she cries over her current boyfriend. Fuck I've got it bad.

"This is the first time I've seen him in God knows how long, and he chooses to go out and get wasted! I mean, I didn't even know he drank until now. Aside from that night he called me..." Her voice trails off as realization seems to hit the both of us at the same time. She's talking about the night we spent at a hotel, the last night I saw her.

She shakes her head and stands, gathering up her glass and putting it in the sink. Most likely trying to put as much distance between us as possible at the moment.

The night floods my mind, and I wish I could be there, back before I fucked up and lost her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to bring that up. If You don't want to stay anymore I'll understand. Maybe you can catch up with the guys again. I'm sure Chris would be so fucking thrilled." The annoyance is clear in her voice at the mention of her boyfriend.

I stand and walk towards ger, placing my hands gently on her shoulders, forcing her to look me in the eyes, "I'm not leaving Rosie. Making you leave was the worst thing I've ever done. And I want to make amends with you, so I'm here, and I'm listening."

Tears began to gloss over her beautiful grey eyes, and she lays her head against my chest, her fragile body shuddering as she cries.

"I'm so sorry! You, you're just so nice and forgiving even though I've probably made your life hell. And here I am, a selfish bitch complaining about my relationship problems when you clearly don't want to hear about it."

I use my index finger to force her chin up, so she's looking at me with her watery eyes, "hey, you aren't a selfish bitch. I'm the one who fucked up our relationship, and I just want you happy. Even if that is with Chris, and not me."

"I was happy with you," she says quietly.

She looks back up at me, her eyes no longer filled with tears, but they hold a strange look. A predatory, lust-filled look. She bites her bottom lip gently, and fuck that looks hot.

I bend my head and she tilts hers up, her grey eyes closing, hiding the look of uncertainty clouding her vision. And when our lips meet, I question how I ever could let her go.

Notes

Happy 2k15 everyone!
I hope you all had a safe, and exciting New Years!
I really wanted to update yesterday, but unfortunately I had a bit too much to drink on New Years :P

andy and rosè kissed??? I wonder what this will lead to...

anyone else dreading the return of school on Monday?

Qotd: TV shows you are obsessed with

for me Vampire Diaries and Pretty Little Liars