The Devil in the Mirror

Chris' POV:

She was just as perfect and as beautiful as I remembered.

Granted, that wasn't too long ago, but the distance between us felt like miles, a distance i could never cross.

I missed her, my heart ached for her. She deserved better than me, I knew that, so maybe that's why I chose to not tell her that i knew, holding onto her for as long as I could, maybe it was also why i decided to cheat. I figured she was already slipping through my fingers, might as well have fun while doing it. But I was wrong, oh so wrong.

She fled from the room like our presence burned her lungs. It hurt, but not nearly as much as it did when she returned, Andy's arm draped protectively around her small waist. That was all the proof I needed - she was truly gone from me. Back to him, where she would always go to without fail.

I felt my body tense with unshed anger, and I tried to calm down as much as I could, but every time I so much as glanced in their direction, a wave of hatred washed over me. I was fuming, furious, at her, at myself, and most of all, at him. The bastard who stole my love, my girlfriend, my Rose. My everything.

I wanted her back. And I intended to do so, whether I had to force her or not. One way or another, she would love me again. I was certain of it.

Notes

I apologize for he extremely sort chapter, my wrist kinda hurts when i type, so yeah, but I figured I should update and stuff.

Hmm.. dramatic much, Chris?