You’re My Dream

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It’s Over

As Monday rolls around, I get ready for work, and I feel and look like shit. My eyes are still slightly red and a little swollen. I have bags because I couldn't sleep. I turned my phone on for a few minutes on Sunday and instantly regretted it because I got all of Alaric's text messages. I didn't even bother to read them. I just turned my phone back off and cleaned my apartment.

I decided not to work with any of my artists today because I can not focus. I decided to do some paperwork for Damien that he never gets to.

As I'm sitting at my desk, someone knocks on the door. It's must be Jane, so I tell her to come in without looking at the door. I hear the door shut and when I look up, I'm shocked to see Alaric standing in front of my desk. He looks disheveled. His hair is a mess, and he has a bag under his eyes as well. He still looks hot as fuck, but I immediately push that thought out of my mind. I can't look at him the same. He lied to me and played me for a damn fool.

"Why haven't you text me back or answered my calls, Arryn?" He says with a slightly raised voice.

I don't even bother answering him. I go back to looking at the paperwork on my desk.

"Baby, what's wrong? What happened?" He asks, sounding a little frantic.

I feel the tears prink the back of my eyes, but I continue to ignore him.

"Arryn, please look at me. Could you explain to me what the hell is going on? We were just fine when we talked Friday morning, and then you went silent by that night." His voice wavers. I continue to ignore him. I am not going to talk to him.

"Fuck this." He says harshly, and I hear the door slam. I immediately start crying again. I knew he didn't care. He's probably going back to his girlfriend.

I try to work for a little bit, but I can't get anything done. I text Damien and tell him that I'm going home. He says, ok and I grab my things and go home.




It's 11 pm, and I'm still lying in my bed. I've been here since I got home earlier. I tried to eat but couldn't do it. I want to sleep so I can look a little better tomorrow. I haven't cried for like an hour but only because I haven't thought about him.

I heard knocking on my door but ignored it because no one would be coming over. I hear the knocking getting louder and more frantic. I get up and swing the door without looking to see who it is.

"What are you doing here?"My voice cracks a little bit.

"Are you gonna talk to me this time?"

"No." I try to close the door, but his arm shoots out, and he doesn't let me.

"Don't." He grits out.

I look at him with a glare.

"What do you want?"My tone is bored. I'm trying not to look at how damn sexy he looks.

"To talk." He sounds annoyed.

I scoff. "There's nothing to talk about. Please leave." My voice raises a bit, and I try to close the door again, but he is still holding it open.

"So you're breaking up with me without even talking to me about it?" His voice is hard. His anger is rising.

I glare at him harder. "I didn't know fuck buddies could break up with each other." I laugh bitterly.

His brows shoot up. "Wow. Well, we need to fuck to be fuck buddies, baby." He smirks.

My jaw hits the floor. No, this asshole did not say that to me. I'm fuming, "Eat shit, dickhead!" I yell at him and push his arm so I can slam the door.

His arm slightly moves but goes back to holding the door open. My neighbor opens the door and looks around. He asks if I'm ok and I tell him I am, and he goes back inside. I look at Alaric.

"Leave." My voice is firm.

"Not until you talk to me. I can stand out here all night." he has a determined look on his face.

I stare at him for a moment and sigh. I open the door wider and step to the side so he can enter. He walks into my apartment and looks around a bit and turns, and looks at me.

I cross my arms over my chest and try not to look embarrassed. He's never been here because I'm ashamed of how shitty my place is compared to him.

He stares at me but doesn't say anything.

''Talk." I put my hand out, giving him the floor to talk.

''Why are you breaking up with me?'' I see the hurt in his eyes. I try not to dwell on it, or I'm going to cry.

"As I said, fuck buddies, don't break up,'' I say bitterly.

He runs his fingers through his beautiful light brown hair. "Why do you keep saying we are fuck buddies? We haven't fucked'' I can tell he wants to laugh, but he holds himself back.

"I have nothing to say to you, Ric," I emphasize on his name. He hates when I call him Ric and not Alaric.

His eyes soften. "Baby. Tell me, what's going on? I'm sorry I walked out on you this morning. I didn't want to cause a scene while you were at work." His voice is soft now. He stares at me, waiting for me to talk. I look away.

After a few moments, I look back at him, and I can't help the tears glistening in my eyes. I blink so they don't fall from my eyes. But one slips and rolls down my cheek, and I wipe it away harshly. He doesn't say anything, but I can see the pained look flash in his eyes.

"I met your girlfriend Friday night," I say without any emotion in my voice.

He furrows his brows, "My girlfriend?"

"Yep," I say, popping the P. "Guess you forgot to tell me about her."

"Who?"

I laugh bitterly, "So you have more than one? Great. You can leave now." My face is hot.

He steps to move closer to me, but I just put my hand up, stopping him.

"Arryn, I don't have a girlfriend." My heart pangs. I knew I was nothing to him.

"So just fuck buddies then." I nod my head. "Can you go now?" I ask tiredly.

"So this is how it's going to be?" He sounds shocked.

I stare right at him. I don't know what he wants me to say.

He shakes his head and starts walking towards the door. He stops and turns around, "So that you know, you weren't ever going to be a fuck buddy. You mean much more than that." His voice cracks at the end. He turns around and walks out.

Tears are rolling down my cheeks. I can't believe that it's over. I go to get in my bed. I'm completely over this day.
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