The Short Goodbye

[web_of_shadow]

I turn and walk away from the words I had known were coming for me. I told Raphael that if the cabal wasn't going to have to shatter, Project would have to be the one to end this. Even knowing that it was the way things were going to be, it's still sharper than a knife.

I knew all along that this would only be for a little while. It still hurts not to be loved for who I am, to have been told to change, and quickly, or to get out. It feels like... being used.

Fuck him. Fuck them both. I bite my tongue. I do not say what we are thinking, which is that I should have never fallen in love with a pity fuck.

The demon, my demon, squirms with delight.