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mitsies · 11 months
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PRETTY WHEN YOU CRY ; itoshi sae > in which, he can’t help but break your heart.
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you’ve been here before.
the dinner you've prepared is cold on the table. with a fork, you prod at it. maybe if you pretend like you aren't waiting, time will go by faster.
is this the 7th time? 8th? however often it's been, tonight is one of a growing collection of occasions in which sae had left you to out to dry.
a month or so ago was your 5-year anniversary. and he hadn't come home. you waited for him, then, with bated breath. you'd set the dinner table with the fancy china, and a vase of columbine flowers sitting in the middle. two seats. one empty.
when he came home the next day, he'd promised to make it up to you. and you let him promise, because you know he's busy always. he'd be home for dinner next week, he said.
and next week passed. then the next, and the next, and the next. same story, different days. same story, same flowers; columbines. pretty, purple and white with thin little spindly stems. it wasn't until later that you'd learned that they represent foolishness.
tonight is a sunday. you wear his favourite colour. and you don't know why, but you're still watching that door, the one to your shared apartment. you're still waiting for it to open. (he said he'd be home at 8. it's almost 11 at night, now. how much longer will you wait for him, for a change that may never come?)
it's funny, almost. you never thought you'd end up here— as the lonely girlfriend, stuck in solitude, self-induced. this is your fault. you'd gone into this relationship knowing he was a mess, knowing he was spacey and distant and not good enough. never there, never anywhere when you needed him. flakey, famed, far-away. too much and never never never enough.
even you think you deserve better. but you don't want better.
not now, at least, because the door clicks open.
itoshi sae calls your name. a ghost responds.
"you're late again."
it's dark, and you see his silhouette dressed in a white button-down and pants, stooping down to take his shoes off. he doesn't look at you until he rises again.
"i know." he knows. he's not sorry. he knows.
when he moves closer, you can smell him— the scent of spring, his cologne. familiar, so familiar. you feel ill as he examines the table, spread out waiting for him. the fine china, the unopened bottle of expensive red wine, the columbine flowers. and then his eyes land on you.
"you look beautiful." a hand on your chin. does he know he's done anything wrong? and then you see it— a flicker behind his eyes. you latch onto it; was it guilt? did he feel bad? for doing this to you? a knot loosens. ice melts. he has to feel bad; he does. he must. and you love him, so much. because he does care, he does love you. enough to feel bad. enough to kiss you.
itoshi sae kisses you like he’s consuming you— he is the cursed, the cancerous, the cruel— and he intends to devour you whole. make you a part of his world, forever. bound by the tears that turn the kiss salty as they run down your cheeks. you don't remember when you started crying. you didn't realise you were until his thumb shifts to wipe a stray tear away.
he's doing so little but sending sparks across your skin. all it is is a kiss. that's it. one hand is on your jaw. that's it. he's hardly spoken to you— just a few words. and that's it. still, you fall apart in his hold.
it's just like last sunday. it's just like the week before. it's just like it's always been, as of late, with his teeth on your neck and tears in your eyes, and unspoken words left to die hanging in the air.
it hurts. you can't breathe. you hear sae's voice but can't make out what he says. you love him; he is the worst person in the world. you love him, so much. you are sick.
suddenly, he pulls you onto the table. the china falls to the floor. it crashes, you don't care. you love him, you don't care. everything is gone— the cutlery, the plates, the wine bottle, you, him— everything but the columbine flowers. their soft petals touch your skin and you pretend you can't feel them. but it's like they're carving their mantra into your flesh: fool, fool, foolish girl.
"i love this colour on you," sae says. he's down by your legs, finger traveling freely up your thigh and hooking beneath the bottom of your dress.
you don't reply. you know he does.
you've been here before.
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