She wanted to be able to say she didn't particularly care when she saw him standing at the door, pulling his pants on. Especially when he said he was leaving. For a moment, she just couldn't, and she hoped he didn't see what felt a lot like hurt pass over her features.
She brushed her teeth mechanically, and leaned against the frame, trying to make her face blank. She wouldn't ask him to stay. She would rather cut herself than give up her pride.
But that didn't mean she didn't think about it.
She turned around to spit out the toothpaste and rinse out her mouth, choosing to not even answer his words, acknowledge them verbally. Maybe if she ignored them they wouldn't hurt so much.
She straightened and held out the blue piece of plastic. "Here," she said, and her heart beat a little quicker, because she wanted him to come over and take it. Wanted him closer.
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Date: 2010-01-27 03:48 am (UTC)She brushed her teeth mechanically, and leaned against the frame, trying to make her face blank. She wouldn't ask him to stay. She would rather cut herself than give up her pride.
But that didn't mean she didn't think about it.
She turned around to spit out the toothpaste and rinse out her mouth, choosing to not even answer his words, acknowledge them verbally. Maybe if she ignored them they wouldn't hurt so much.
She straightened and held out the blue piece of plastic. "Here," she said, and her heart beat a little quicker, because she wanted him to come over and take it. Wanted him closer.