#rp:wren

Wren wasn’t good at talking, not when it came to something that addressed her feelings. How exactly was she going to tell her boyfriend that she didn’t feel like she deserved this romantic gesture of his? The thought of breaking down her walls and addressing some tough issues she had was not something she felt comfortable talking about with Mark just yet. Vulnerability was difficult and she already regretted letting herself show it enough for him to get concerned. He was a sweet guy, nearly perfect in every way, maybe he would understand…but she couldn’t take that risk in case he didn’t.

So she took a deep breath and shook her head, a smile on her face that hid any sort of pain that she might have been feeling. “There’s nothing to talk about. I’m fine, you’re a sweetheart for doing this for me.” She told him, placing her hand on his cheek and leaning up to press her lips against his before slowly trailing kisses down to his neck. “How about instead of talking we do something a little more fun? What do you say? I’ll do that thing with my tongue that you really like.”

💔:   break up with my muse. Wren & Mark

The night had been a long one, the kind that many people wouldn’t want to end. Wren, however, had been dreading every sickly sweet second of it. Mark was so sweet, so fun, everything about him was perfect from his face and his body to his personality. The entire date continued to remind her how she wasn’t good enough for him, she was not the person he should be pulling out all the stops for on Valentine’s Day. How did she fool herself for so long into thinking she had a chance with him? People didn’t treat her like this and Mark shouldn’t have wasted his time.

They had just arrived back to their apartment, Wren’s hand holding on tightly to his while having a war in her mind. When they stopped in front of her door she hadn’t even been listening to what he was saying, all that was going on in her head was how this needed to end. She couldn’t keep fooling either of them into thinking she was someone that deserved to be loved by someone like him. When he said her name, she snapped out of it and looked up at him.

“We can’t do this.” She told him, seemingly out of the blue, the look of confusion on his face making that clear. “We need to stop seeing each other. We can’t….I can’t date you anymore it’s…it isn’t fair.” Wren didn’t know what she was saying but she was just going to let the words come out and let the aftermath of her destruction follow. “I just endured all of that…for what? I don’t know but I can’t keep acting like this thing between us is gonna work out cause it won’t. This is stupid, it’s not right and I don’t know how I’ve been so blind to it. So just, thanks for the night out but…It’s over, we’re done. Don’t try to ask me any questions, I’ve made my decision. Just…leave me alone when you see me walking around through the apartment building, I don’t exist to you and you don’t exist to me.” Before he could get a word out, before he could argue or question her she was already going into her apartment and locking the door behind her.