Eyes So Blue I Drown

1| Dare

⚠️ WARNING
• smut warning.
Includes mature, descriptive content.

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Four Years Ago.

ARABELLA

"We need to end this relationship, Bella" Luca announces in a lower tone as I reach for him.

Befuddled, I throw him a confused and puzzled gaze. "I'm leaving for Italy tomorrow morning. And... long distance relationship isn't possible" he raked a hand through his hair.

My brows slightly knitted noting the way his hair spiked.

The sky is overcast with clouds and chilly winds are blowing. His face is saddened, staring dead at the ground and not looking right into my eyes. The pair of clothes he chose to wear tonight makes me wonder if he's going on some date after our this little conversation. I mean, it's pretty impressive.

I'm feeling a strange desire to applaud.

"You know continuing this relationship is-" he arches his head back, thinking, "It's just as hard as kissing you underwater" he stares back into my eyes and says. The audacity of him to speak about my thalassophobia as such.

I nod quietly.

He's talking with a gap of a few minutes of silence, it all makes me wonder if he's trying to give me some space to figure out every line that left his mouth.

"I know it's shocking to you... say something?" I feel a headache coming on, why he's still talking? I thought his first sentence was more than enough.

"Do you need anything?" he asks.

I shake my head.

He sighs, "Should I drive you to your house?"

I shake my head again.

"Then what do you want?" he bends a little down to my ear, his voice becomes sensual as he speaks "Handkerchief?"

This legit literally thinks I'm going to cry over him? Over a guy?

"I didn't expect this. Did it mean nothing to you?" I question.

He shakes his head, "It meant everything."

"It's ridiculous, I can't believe you right now"

To my surprise, he manages to pass me a smile. I scoff and look away in disgust. I can't understand this guy, what is he trying to do?

A moment of silence falls in. He doesn't even want to answer why he is having to leave all of the sudden.

"It's a joke, right?" I ask.

He shakes his head again, "I'm serious"

I huff. No way.

I walk pass him and stand away, looking at this beautiful night. But somehow it's not same anymore.

So this is it? He's breaking our one year of relationship in mere few seconds, here, at the same place where we used to come often and enjoy together. Indeed, he has got audacity to say this on my face.

Suddenly, a crutch gets slipped. We could have worked it. Not because I want him to continue this long-distance relationship however possible, but because I expected better from him. And I hate myself for still believing that he is better.

"What's bothering you?" I turn around and ask him.

"Nothing."

"Is it because of yesterday's fight?" I ask and he shakes his head, "There has to be some other reason, Luca. You clearly are not the person who would break everything we had just because you're moving to another place"