“Then you make new ones with me,” I said as I took a tentative step toward him.
He shook his head. I stopped.
“Alexander,” I whispered as I felt my heart cracking.
He sighed, “Just let it go, Cree. Yeah?”
I winced at him calling me Cree again.
He caught it, but he did nothing about it.
“Did last night not mean anything to you?” I asked.
Then he cut into me with words I never thought he would ever say to me, “Last night shouldn’t have happened.”
That was when it happened; my heart cracked wide open.
“You told me you were mine. You gave all of yourself to me,” I reminded him.
He stayed silent.
I swallowed. “Your mind is made up then?”
He nodded.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“Pinewood Lake Chapter in SC.” Then he stepped around me and headed to his truck without another word.
“Alexander?” I called out.
I watched as his shoulders tensed, and then he twisted his head to look back at me, “What?”
“Don’t you ever fucking lie to me again,” I growled.
“I did’n...” he started.
I growled, “You did. You said last night shouldn’t have happened. That was a lie, and you fucking know it. Don’t do it again.”
I watched his chest rise as he took in a deep breath, then with those mossy-colored eyes of his locked to mine, he said, “I’ll always be yours. Okay?”
I didn’t respond.
I wanted to tell him I would always be his.
I wanted to tell him not to go.
I wanted to be his armor against this world and protect that soft side he only gave to me.
But I did none of those things.
I said none of those things.
I just watched him get in his truck and close the door.
Close the door on the future I’d already made plans for.
Like a baby boy who looked just like him.