Eat Your Heart Out

Cold.
Cruel.
Coward.

Ares “Wolf” Mallick ripped my heart out. He ground it into mush and didn’t even grant me the courtesy of a goodbye. He just left me. He left and said our relationship, fake or otherwise, meant nothing to him.

I made a mistake last semester, and it had nothing to do with our phony arrangement. I let him hurt me, and I refuse to make that mistake again. Wolf and I make it back into each other’s lives, and when we do, I make one thing clear. I don’t need him anymore.

Showing up for the holidays with his brother only drives the point home.

Cry.
Red.
Wolfy.

I’ve moved on from my ex-fake boyfriend, but unfortunately, the physical draw to him is still there. It’s carnal and just as messed up as him and that period we played pretend.

Wolf has made it very clear he feels nothing for me, and I loathe the guy who savagely broke my heart. The pair of us don’t need or even like each other, but we don’t have to in order for a relationship with benefits to work. The Big Bad Wolf and I aren’t friends, and I have no desire to be…

I’m more than fine being his enemy.