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Title: Cold
Pairing: Jason Pominville/ Daniel Briere Briere's POV
Summary: Briere is heart broken.
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything but t-shirts with their names on it.
Word Count: 216
Rating: pg
You sit on the cold floor, with your chin on your knees. You look pathetic and you know it. You have a small idea why this is happening, but you keep on pushing it out. You wonder if this will fuck with your game, you don’t think you’ll be able to stay focused.
He runs all around your house. Picking up things and yelling and screaming. You’re acting like you’re the younger one in the relationship. He doesn’t stop. This doesn’t make sense. You were always there. You encouraged him when he needed it most. You loved him more then anyone else. He doesn’t understand.
He thinks you know. He thinks you know exactly what’s going on here. But you don’t and you don’t deserve this. You wish he’d just say your name or look at you or anything. And once you think that you regret it.
He stands over you. You know it’s immature but you won’t look up. He bends down and looks at your face. You have no choice but to look at his. His face hurts worse then anything you ever felt. He whispers, you don’t believe him. He assures you he’ll only be gone a day, kisses you softly and then leaves. You sigh, get up, and watch him drive away.