How stupid had she been in fooling herself to thinking that things would go her way; that she would enjoy this party till the end and come out of her revenge plan triumphant. Instead, it had all blown up right in her face in ways she never expected, leaving her much broken that she did before.The breakdowns she’d had before were nothing compared to this heavy stinging in her chest, or the feeling of crying so hard your body couldn’t seem to produce any more tears. The night’s events had taken an emotional toll on her, so much that she felt physically exhausted. And if she was honest with herself, this was no doubt a second heart-wrenching heartbreak next to her mother’s diagnosis and eventual death.
Seeing the man she loved with her ex-best friend had been not only painful, but a humbling, eye-opening experience. If she’d still been secretly holding onto any hope that Kalder continued to harbor feelings for her, then these hopes were now effectively crushed into pieces and thrown away into the abyss to be lost and forgotten. There was no point to try to fight the inevitable any further. The way they seemed so into each other in that couch, and how he’d run straight after Beatrice when she’d confronted them was the final nail in the coffin where the love she had for him would be put to rest for eternity.
As much as it pained her to hit rock bottom, Demetria felt good to finally be able to let out all these negative feelings that had been eating at her since her break-up with Kalder. There was nowhere left to go but upwards now.
Right?
The young woman’s music and her own thoughts had been blasting so loudly that it was only when she felt the vibration of the heavy door closing ripping across the stone floor that she realized she was no longer alone in the tower.
“Jesus fucking Christ. Can’t a person ever have a little bit of privacy in this castle?!” she muttered to herself, quickly wiping away the mascara-tinted tears off her face before facing the intruder. Her saddened face turned into one of shock when she found herself staring right at the reason of her heartbreak.
Fucking great.
"What are you doing here?" she heard Kalder ask her in that stupid soft tone he used to soothe her and that she loved so much, but one that only currently stung and infuriated her further.
“Playing baseball,” Demi immediately spat sarcastically while motioning to the empty room they were in. Like, hello, was what she was doing not obvious enough? Was the snogging session with Beatrice so hot it melted his brain cells? Or had they become frozen after that ice-water bath she’d given him? ‘What are you doing…’ What kind of stupid question was that?
She raised a haughty eyebrow at him. “What the fuck does it look like I’m doing?” the young woman asked, taking off her earphones and placing them on her lap alongside her iPod.
Seeing the man she loved with her ex-best friend had been not only painful, but a humbling, eye-opening experience. If she’d still been secretly holding onto any hope that Kalder continued to harbor feelings for her, then these hopes were now effectively crushed into pieces and thrown away into the abyss to be lost and forgotten. There was no point to try to fight the inevitable any further. The way they seemed so into each other in that couch, and how he’d run straight after Beatrice when she’d confronted them was the final nail in the coffin where the love she had for him would be put to rest for eternity.
As much as it pained her to hit rock bottom, Demetria felt good to finally be able to let out all these negative feelings that had been eating at her since her break-up with Kalder. There was nowhere left to go but upwards now.
Right?
The young woman’s music and her own thoughts had been blasting so loudly that it was only when she felt the vibration of the heavy door closing ripping across the stone floor that she realized she was no longer alone in the tower.
“Jesus fucking Christ. Can’t a person ever have a little bit of privacy in this castle?!” she muttered to herself, quickly wiping away the mascara-tinted tears off her face before facing the intruder. Her saddened face turned into one of shock when she found herself staring right at the reason of her heartbreak.
Fucking great.
"What are you doing here?" she heard Kalder ask her in that stupid soft tone he used to soothe her and that she loved so much, but one that only currently stung and infuriated her further.
“Playing baseball,” Demi immediately spat sarcastically while motioning to the empty room they were in. Like, hello, was what she was doing not obvious enough? Was the snogging session with Beatrice so hot it melted his brain cells? Or had they become frozen after that ice-water bath she’d given him? ‘What are you doing…’ What kind of stupid question was that?
She raised a haughty eyebrow at him. “What the fuck does it look like I’m doing?” the young woman asked, taking off her earphones and placing them on her lap alongside her iPod.
