FALLING [CHRIS WOOD] [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN; DIVE

FALLING
xxvii. DIVE
"I FUCKING BROKE YOU. I'M SO FUCKING SORRY."
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"So don't call me baby
Unless you mean it
Don't tell me you need me
If you don't believe it
So let me know the truth
Before I dive right into you" - Ed Sheeran [Dive]
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AWAKENING IN THE ARMS OF YOUR LOVER WAS ONE OF THE BEST FEELINGS YOU COULD ENDURE. Except, it wasn't the best feeling when you had been used the night before because of a heartbreak your "lover" had gone through. It wasn't right. It was terribly wrong to use someone like that.

Amelia realised what had happened, and it tore her down. Chris was at his worst, and still managed to use her as a distraction to get over his heartbreak, but only backfired with another that wasn't his. It was wrong, and she felt like grot afterwards.

Amelia stood in the kitchen, manoeuvring around as she hopped her head along to the beat of the music. Silver sat nearby, watching, as his owner made breakfast. After last night, she had thrown up the contents of her stomach when she realised what had happened, and decided to have something to eat to distract her of her revolting thoughts from the night before.

A pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind, and she jumped slightly, but relaxed because she knew it was just Chris. Chris. Fuck, she thought.

"What's cookin, good lookin?" Chris mumbled, burying his face in the crook of her neck.

"Nothing for you, so would you get off me, thanks," Amelia snapped.

Chris let go of the blonde, a confused expression on his face. Amelia stared at the pans resting on the hot plates, cooking, whilst tears welled up in her eyes as everything from the night before came back to her.

"Lia, hey, what's wrong?" Chris asked, tugging at her arm to get her to look at him.

"Don't touch me, Christopher," Amelia snapped, moving away from him.

Chris noticed the tears streaming down her cheeks, along with the heartbreak that was evident in her irises. His heart broke at the sight. Did he do this to her? All because he needed a distraction from his break up with Hannah?

"Lia I-"

"You what? You're sorry Christopher? Well that's not going to cut it. I'm not some stupid doll that has no feelings, and I'm not a stupid prostitute for you to string along behind you. I'm a human Christopher, and I don't appreciate you using me like some petty distraction for your heartbreak. I'm not a worthless piece of crap-"

"Baby, you're not worthless," Chris said, voice breaking.

"Are you sure about that? Cause I fucking feel like it. You're using me Chris. You've been stringing me along for years, without even realising it or even asking how I felt about any of it. You just stopped caring about me, and I'm done. You can find somebody else to string along instead," Amelia snapped, wiping her tears with the sleeve of her hoodie.

Chris' eyes were filled with tears. It wasn't until then that he realised what he'd done to her. He'd broken her. He'd torn her apart, and fucked everything up. He'd ruined his best friend.

"I broke you. I fucking broke you. I'm sorry Amelia. I'm so fucking sorry," Chris sobbed, pulling at his hair in frustration, tears streaming down his face.

"You don't get to apologise, Christopher. I'm done with you," Amelia pushed past him, but he tugged at her arm.

"Amelia, please. Please forgive me. I didn't mean for any of this to happen to you. Please, I'm sorry," Chris begged.

Amelia's hand collided with his cheek, but he didn't seem to care. He knew it was his fault. It was all his fault. He broke his best friend.

"No, Chris. I'm done. If you actually care about other people and their feelings, then you'd understand what I was going through."

"Amelia, please."

"No, you can leave."

"Amelia-"

"I SAID TO LEAVE, CHRISTOPHER!" Amelia shouted.

Chris nodded his head, grabbing his keys on the way out. Once he'd left, Amelia collapsed to the floor in tears. What did she do to deserve this much pain?