Don't Break Me Again (Part 2)
Jessica's POV
That day, I realised how much she was willing to go in order to save us.
To save our relationship.
How stupid was I, pushing away the one person who tirelessly fought for our love.
I knew I had to change.
But sadly, my temperaments came the moment it left.
She once again became my punching bag.
Whatever she did, whatever she said.
It came on as an annoyance.
Stop being so annoying!
It came to a point where she lost her confidence to even utter a word to me.
I hated it so bad.
I don’t understand how that one person who was suppose to know me in and out can’t figure out the right things to say.
But I never knew the mental and emotional hurt that she was facing.
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Tiffany's POV
How stupid of me to actually believe things were gonna change for the better.
But for that short while, I was happy.
Jessica made me happy.
But I became stupid.
I guess the emotional setback was too much.
I took it all in, hoping one day she’ll realise the things I’m willing to do, things I’m willing to sacrifice to save the relationship we built since 3 years ago.
She made me doubt myself.
Am I that repulsive?
Am I doing such a bad job at being her girlfriend?
If being with me is bringing such unhappiness within her, should I leave?
Or should I fight?
I kept on fighting with the will I had.
Because I don’t want to lose the fight knowing I did not try my best.
So I did all I could.
And it came to a point where my heart turned into a stone.
I was mentally drained and exhausted.
The heart that was beating for her seemed to slow down.
I took in all the insults and hurt she threw at me without a sound.
No complaints.
I guess that could’ve been my mistake.
Because I did not wish to burden her with my rants and disappointment, I took it all, not once tried to talk about the problem I am facing.
That we were facing.
That night.
It was the night that brought us to where we are.
I was lost.
Feeling entirely drained with work and her constantly in my head, I head down to the beach where we use to frequent.
I smiled, thinking of all the memories we had for the past 3 years.
It was too beautiful.
The sole reason I wasn’t willing to ask her to part ways with me.
I wanted her to make a decision.
I let it to her disposal.
That night, I gave her a call.
I don’t know what else I could do.
So I decided to ask her.
The thought of calling her, invading her space brought a certain fear in me.
I was scared to be the catalyst of her annoyance.
But I did it anyways.
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Jessica's POV
I looked at the phone and let out a sigh.
I don’t know what’s going on.
I don’t know how it had come down to this state.
I kept thinking, maybe she wasn’t the one for me.
Maybe the love I had in store for her had diminished.
Maybe we weren’t meant to be.
Maybe we are too young to be pursuing this.
Maybe, just maybe, this has to end.
I answered the call after a couple of rings.
‘Hey.’
‘Hi....’ She said.
Her voice sounded weak. Exhausted. But I brushed it aside.
She stayed silent.
I was getting impatient.
I mean, why call when you’ve got nothing to say?
‘Are you gonna stay quiet or shall we end this conversation? The call doesn’t run for free you know.’
I tried my best, not to raise my voice at her.
‘Can I ask you something?’ Came her question in a soft tone.
‘Sure.’ I answered non-chalantly.
‘What more can I do?’
‘What do you mean?’
‘Just tell me what I can do. As your girlfriend, what do you need me to do?’
I could sense her desperation within her lethargy.
I knew what she meant.
I thought, maybe this is the right time.
Maybe this is it.
So without a hint of hesitation, I said.
‘Stop being my girlfriend.'
---
Tiffany's POV
Amazingly, no tears came out.
Don’t get me wrong.
I heard what she said.
Loud and clear.
I heaved a sigh.
‘Okay.’ I said.
And with that, I pressed the end button and looked out the sea.
I felt nothing.
Just weary.
And finally, my fight is over.
Even though I failed, at least it's over.
I made my way home, tucked myself in and slept my weariness away.
After months, that night I fell in a deep undisturbed sleep.
---
Jessica's POV
Few days has passed, I felt free.
No clingy girlfriend and no doing things out of obligation.
I heard nothing from her since that night.
No calls.
No text.
No surprise lunches.
I thought, maybe this has been the best decision for the both of us.
I lived my life in carefree, having lunches with Taeyeon.
Going out for drinks without having anyone to answer to.
I felt that I could breathe again.
It was going into the second week of her absence.
Two weeks since we broke up.
Two weeks since I broke up with her.
I’m amazed at how she’s handling the situation.
I thought that being her, she’d call me up asking for a second chance.
But the call never came.
None of her friends called me up to say if she’s being heartbroken and what not.
I hate to deny, but as days went on, she’s occupying my mind. Again.
More than when we were together.
I kept thinking of her whereabouts.
If she’s eaten.
If she’s sick.
If she’s away.
I just can’t stop thinking about her.
Because suddenly, I felt empty.
---
That day, I realised how much she was willing to go in order to save us.
To save our relationship.
How stupid was I, pushing away the one person who tirelessly fought for our love.
I knew I had to change.
But sadly, my temperaments came the moment it left.
She once again became my punching bag.
Whatever she did, whatever she said.
It came on as an annoyance.
Stop being so annoying!
It came to a point where she lost her confidence to even utter a word to me.
I hated it so bad.
I don’t understand how that one person who was suppose to know me in and out can’t figure out the right things to say.
But I never knew the mental and emotional hurt that she was facing.
---
Tiffany's POV
How stupid of me to actually believe things were gonna change for the better.
But for that short while, I was happy.
Jessica made me happy.
But I became stupid.
I guess the emotional setback was too much.
I took it all in, hoping one day she’ll realise the things I’m willing to do, things I’m willing to sacrifice to save the relationship we built since 3 years ago.
She made me doubt myself.
Am I that repulsive?
Am I doing such a bad job at being her girlfriend?
If being with me is bringing such unhappiness within her, should I leave?
Or should I fight?
I kept on fighting with the will I had.
Because I don’t want to lose the fight knowing I did not try my best.
So I did all I could.
And it came to a point where my heart turned into a stone.
I was mentally drained and exhausted.
The heart that was beating for her seemed to slow down.
I took in all the insults and hurt she threw at me without a sound.
No complaints.
I guess that could’ve been my mistake.
Because I did not wish to burden her with my rants and disappointment, I took it all, not once tried to talk about the problem I am facing.
That we were facing.
That night.
It was the night that brought us to where we are.
I was lost.
Feeling entirely drained with work and her constantly in my head, I head down to the beach where we use to frequent.
I smiled, thinking of all the memories we had for the past 3 years.
It was too beautiful.
The sole reason I wasn’t willing to ask her to part ways with me.
I wanted her to make a decision.
I let it to her disposal.
That night, I gave her a call.
I don’t know what else I could do.
So I decided to ask her.
The thought of calling her, invading her space brought a certain fear in me.
I was scared to be the catalyst of her annoyance.
But I did it anyways.
---
Jessica's POV
I looked at the phone and let out a sigh.
I don’t know what’s going on.
I don’t know how it had come down to this state.
I kept thinking, maybe she wasn’t the one for me.
Maybe the love I had in store for her had diminished.
Maybe we weren’t meant to be.
Maybe we are too young to be pursuing this.
Maybe, just maybe, this has to end.
I answered the call after a couple of rings.
‘Hey.’
‘Hi....’ She said.
Her voice sounded weak. Exhausted. But I brushed it aside.
She stayed silent.
I was getting impatient.
I mean, why call when you’ve got nothing to say?
‘Are you gonna stay quiet or shall we end this conversation? The call doesn’t run for free you know.’
I tried my best, not to raise my voice at her.
‘Can I ask you something?’ Came her question in a soft tone.
‘Sure.’ I answered non-chalantly.
‘What more can I do?’
‘What do you mean?’
‘Just tell me what I can do. As your girlfriend, what do you need me to do?’
I could sense her desperation within her lethargy.
I knew what she meant.
I thought, maybe this is the right time.
Maybe this is it.
So without a hint of hesitation, I said.
‘Stop being my girlfriend.'
---
Tiffany's POV
Amazingly, no tears came out.
Don’t get me wrong.
I heard what she said.
Loud and clear.
I heaved a sigh.
‘Okay.’ I said.
And with that, I pressed the end button and looked out the sea.
I felt nothing.
Just weary.
And finally, my fight is over.
Even though I failed, at least it's over.
I made my way home, tucked myself in and slept my weariness away.
After months, that night I fell in a deep undisturbed sleep.
---
Jessica's POV
Few days has passed, I felt free.
No clingy girlfriend and no doing things out of obligation.
I heard nothing from her since that night.
No calls.
No text.
No surprise lunches.
I thought, maybe this has been the best decision for the both of us.
I lived my life in carefree, having lunches with Taeyeon.
Going out for drinks without having anyone to answer to.
I felt that I could breathe again.
It was going into the second week of her absence.
Two weeks since we broke up.
Two weeks since I broke up with her.
I’m amazed at how she’s handling the situation.
I thought that being her, she’d call me up asking for a second chance.
But the call never came.
None of her friends called me up to say if she’s being heartbroken and what not.
I hate to deny, but as days went on, she’s occupying my mind. Again.
More than when we were together.
I kept thinking of her whereabouts.
If she’s eaten.
If she’s sick.
If she’s away.
I just can’t stop thinking about her.
Because suddenly, I felt empty.
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