Don't Forget
"I Don't Love You"
*Fall 2012*
“Why can’t you understand this is wrong?”
“You weren't saying all this yesterday.”
They were in a cafe that was teeming with people. Somehow it made it so that they were in a tiny bubble. With the table between them, Mia knew she had much more control over herself. She sipped her tea before answering, “That was yesterday.”
“How am I supposed to ignore this feeling?” He reached for her hand on the table and Mia casually used that hand to also grip her mug. Not this time Connor Butler. “If you don’t feel the same way”-
“I don’t feel the same way.” She lied. It was second nature since was a very young. She knew what to say to get the reaction she wanted from people. It was the only survival instinct, thankfully, Connor hadn't changed.
She stood to leave. As she was walking past his chair he caught her hand and pushed up her sleeve to reveal the green plastic watch. He smirked and Mia felt her chest constrict.
Shit!
“What is this?” He knew he had her where he wanted her. He pressed the button and the sound chimed. Mia could even hear it over the crowd of voices in the cafe.
“A watch,” Mia snatched her hand away, “People use them to tell time since it’s kinda rude to pull out your phone in meetings and what not.”
Connor stood. Even in her heels he was still taller than her. His hand went to her cheek. Mia shivered, “Say it to my face then.”
“What?”
“Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t love me.” Connor wasn't blinking. She wished he would stop looking at her that way.
“I don’t love you.” She said in one breath before turning out of his hand and walking out of the cafe.
“Why can’t you understand this is wrong?”
“You weren't saying all this yesterday.”
They were in a cafe that was teeming with people. Somehow it made it so that they were in a tiny bubble. With the table between them, Mia knew she had much more control over herself. She sipped her tea before answering, “That was yesterday.”
“How am I supposed to ignore this feeling?” He reached for her hand on the table and Mia casually used that hand to also grip her mug. Not this time Connor Butler. “If you don’t feel the same way”-
“I don’t feel the same way.” She lied. It was second nature since was a very young. She knew what to say to get the reaction she wanted from people. It was the only survival instinct, thankfully, Connor hadn't changed.
She stood to leave. As she was walking past his chair he caught her hand and pushed up her sleeve to reveal the green plastic watch. He smirked and Mia felt her chest constrict.
Shit!
“What is this?” He knew he had her where he wanted her. He pressed the button and the sound chimed. Mia could even hear it over the crowd of voices in the cafe.
“A watch,” Mia snatched her hand away, “People use them to tell time since it’s kinda rude to pull out your phone in meetings and what not.”
Connor stood. Even in her heels he was still taller than her. His hand went to her cheek. Mia shivered, “Say it to my face then.”
“What?”
“Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t love me.” Connor wasn't blinking. She wished he would stop looking at her that way.
“I don’t love you.” She said in one breath before turning out of his hand and walking out of the cafe.
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The last of today...