You wait at airport terminal for George. His flight from London to California was landing at any moment and soon your world would become brighter. You wore your hair in ponytail, fresh faced, and a black dress from the first date with George. Not to mention the necklace and ring. You never took it off in twelve years and plan to continue that streak. As soon as the announcements came on so did passengers with suitcases and various unfamiliar faces crowding. You smoothen both sides of your hair and smile giddy trying hard to hold your burst of excitement.

You saw George wrapped around a girl and all your hopes were out the door. He promised that today was the day. Your smile faded as did your body into the crowd. George gave Oliva a big kiss on the lips and twirl around. He wanted to introduce you to her. But no sign of you were there. You kept your head covered in an oversized raincoat and peered your head into the a magazine. Tears filled your eyes loves was loved and that was stabbing your heart entirely.

George checked around the airport for any signs of you at all. It wasn't like you to break a promise both of you made that's his department. He check the gift shops, food court, terminal twice, bathrooms, and not going to stop until your face was in his presence. Even if meant going with no food or his life so be it.

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You took out a blade  and trace it over your arm. You didn't think it resort to this but other choice did you have. You continue tracing it until a heart, broken one was left on it. Dropping the blade, crouch down you forming into all your insecurities and depression sinking down trapping you again. Things were finally happy getting to talk to him because Robert is gone, parents dead, son dead, daughter dead, and five miscarriages with names and lives you almost died saving. And George knows this. You tell him, cry to him, maybe it wasn't enough on the phone. But it was you and your feelings.
Everything you love died or go away.
Nothing ever stayed no matter how hard you tried.

"Y/N!" George shouted.

You heard George and saw pure white shoes walking along the cool tile floor. You remain the best to stay quiet and crouched on the toilet seat. George open each other stall until he got to yours knocking on it loudly.

"Excuse me anyone in here? By chance a sweetheart."

"Nogoaway!" You choked, stuttered.

"Y/N it's me George. Open the stall."

"Why should I? Do you have anymore women under your damn perm?" You cried.

"Stop being childish and open the bloody stall." George commanded and you groan opening it.

"Listen Olivia is just a friend just like Pattie was. Please I love ye and only ye."

"George I see her greeted with a kiss and a engagement ring. Just like the new on your finger. Look stop playing games with my love. Please just stop..I beg of you." You cried.

"I love ye I was just drunk." George explained pressing his body against yours. You avoided his eyes.

"She's pregnant with your child and you say all these promises. That's it you don't deserve my love that will always be there. I'm tired George. And worse drove a great man away because of you."

"What are ye saying?"

"Here's your ring and necklace I waited for you. And you didn't. I'm so done. "You ready yourself to exit and George blocks you.

"Yer realize yer alone. Everyone never loves ye!" He spat in your face.

"That's a lie..did you ever love me?"

George grew silent.

"Ye ask stupid arse stuff..cute." George cooed leaning for kiss only for you inch away.

"Goodbye..stranger." You shove George aside and walk away from the bathroom. And your status as heartbroken woman remains in question as George still keeps your heart thumping.