I stood by the door for a while, watching him talking with this other girl. Yeah, it was a girl. But I mean, I didn’t want to go in there yelling, cause what if she was his sister or cousin or something, or even friend! I was not going to embarrass myself if I didn’t need to. I waited for something that would tell me what they were to each other.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. A million thoughts were running through my head all at once. I had never ever felt this way-overwhelmed, even when my dad died. I couldn’t stop everything rushing through my head, mostly why and how but mostly oh my Watcher why was this happening to me. I squeezed my eyes shut, ignoring the tears falling down my cheeks. Maybe if I counted long enough it would all go away and everything would be ok. I counted quietly even though I knew it wouldn’t work…I wanted it too. “One,” I whispered, “two, three…” I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. Nothing had changed. Everything was just the way it was before I closed my eyes, like time stopped. A flood of emotions rushed through me. As stupid as it was, wishing it had never happened was truly my last hope. Nothing, absolutely nothing could change what I saw. I looked at all the sims in the pool, splashing, playing with one another, totally and completely unaware of how my life had changed, about how everything had ended for me. I stood there for one more second, still unable to believe what I was seeing.
Oh Watcher, why. Why did my brother have to be right. Why… did nothing work out for me. I wiped away my tears one last time. There was no use in crying over this plumhead. I had no idea what was going to happen next, all I knew was that it was happening, and that was all it took for me to push open the door and walk right to him.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” I yelled, watching the look of surprise-and horror on his face, “you really really better hope The Watcher was not watching you cause you’re going straight to hell!”
“No, you do not get to talk here! I do! You’re such a scumbag, Ramon!” He turned back to look at the other girl. “Look at me!”
“How could you do this to me?! I loved you! Obviously you didn’t feel the same way!” I yelled, “I should have listened to my brother! He said you were no good!”
I breathed in, and out, and I finally asked the real question here, “So why did you even agree to marry me cause you were not planning on being in an ‘exclusive’ relationship!”
The girl rolled her eyes, “Look, he just wanted to ‘be with you’ in… another way.”
I stared back at him. “For woohoo?! This was all to woohoo with me?!”
“Hey, look, we can work this out right?” He asked.
“What we?! There is no we! There is no us! We’re done.” I threw the cheap ring he got for me after I proposed to him in the pool below.
“I bet that was worth absolutely nothing to you. But it doesn’t matter, cause it’s worth nothing to me.”
“What do you mean ‘we’re done’?”
Ugh. This guy just doesn’t get it! Why the hell would he think I’d stay with him?!
“It’s over. We’re done. You have someone else to woohoo with now anyway.”
I bit my lip as I turned away from him. He didn’t get to see me cry. I walked away. Through the doors. Down the stairs. I reached the ground and I ran. I don’t think I would’ve ever wanted to stop running, but I needed to catch the boat to make it home.