Heartbreak {Milo & Addie}
May 24, 2010 21:52:07 GMT -5
Post by Taylor Smith on May 24, 2010 21:52:07 GMT -5
The whole day had passed as some sort of a daze for Taylor. She'd woken up in Milo's arms this morning, unwilling to let go of him though knowing she had to, and in more ways than one too. She'd spent the previous night at his apartment, though to her it had felt like the end of the world in knowledge of what she meant to do the next day, and she felt so horrible for even having gone to see him at all, figuring it would have made it that much easier if she'd just stayed away until she had to talk to him, but she hadn't been able to, hadn't been strong enough. She'd just had to allow herself the opportunity of one more night with him, no matter what would happen the next day. Though of course he wasn't exactly aware of it... but at the same time, she figured maybe he had slight suspicions. After all, it wasn't like crying during sex was customary. Then again it wasn't like she'd been bawling her eyes out, so it was likely that he hadn't even noticed, or at least she really hoped he hadn't noticed. It'd taken her a while to fall asleep afterward too, clinging to him as he slept.
She'd gotten up and left his apartment before he'd awoken, which was actually not that rare when she'd had school earlier than him during the year, though she'd at least left a note saying she'd had to go and get ready for Graduation, do some last minute packing, all that stuff. Her parents had arrived two nights ago, and they were going back to Texas tonight, where she'd spend the summer before heading to New York. She tried to look over the whole thing positively, but in spite of believing what she was about to do was the right thing considering where both she and Milo were at in their relationship, which, in spite of her hating to admit it, had been going downhill in the past few months, the mere idea of it was torture. She loved him, she truly did, so much too, and she was sure that breaking up with him would feel similar to stomping on her own heart repeatedly, but she had to do it. She'd barely listened to any of what had happened at graduation, standing up to go and get her diploma after the girl sitting next to her nudged her since she hadn't heard her name being called, feeling her stomach drop and her heart squeeze painfully once it was all over, knowing what was coming.
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