The dimly lit hallway seemed to stretch on infinitely as Fallon struggled to find the way from which they came. It was a mistake not to pay attention to the path Jesse had taken from the living room. Just as it had been a mistake to fall into bed together after knowing why she had come tonight. Mistake after mistake had been made tonight until there were no mistakes left, just a miserable, silent goodbye.
Rushed footsteps echoed throughout the silent hall before his pleading words did, stopping her dead in her tracks. The crumbling walls guarding the remnants of her resolve and heart shattered and her eyes squeezed shut to forcibly deny the flood of tears threatening to spill over. This constant back and forth had to stop, a solid decision had to be made, and she had to stop being so bloody fickle. Both Lachlan and Jesse deserved more than this battle for her affections, they both deserved more than the feeling of not being enough.
Fallon finally turned to face him, her eyes wide and full of her every emotion. "Just stay." That statement had been uttered too many times throughout the past week, by her, by Lachlan, and now by Jesse. Only, she had pleaded with Jesse to stay when he had mentioned leaving. Not because of any rising passion, but because she couldn't bear to think of life without him. Jesse understood her in a way most would never be capable of. He took her frustrations and held them until she was able to process a quieter conversation. He supported and comforted her despite his own struggles. Jesse was, and would always be, the right choice.
"You have the worst bloody timing," Fallon admonished through her now freely flowing tears. It was all she could think to say, the only unspoken truth she hadn't yet offered tonight. Jesse had to know by now how deeply her feelings went for him, he had to realize what went unsaid throughout their evening. She crossed the distance between them in three quick strides, her arms wrapping tight around his middle without another second's hesitation. Fallon kept her nose burrowed into his chest, her tears staining the fabric of his shirt as they had a week ago. "Please, don't ever let me go again," she then mumbled into his chest.
Rushed footsteps echoed throughout the silent hall before his pleading words did, stopping her dead in her tracks. The crumbling walls guarding the remnants of her resolve and heart shattered and her eyes squeezed shut to forcibly deny the flood of tears threatening to spill over. This constant back and forth had to stop, a solid decision had to be made, and she had to stop being so bloody fickle. Both Lachlan and Jesse deserved more than this battle for her affections, they both deserved more than the feeling of not being enough.
Fallon finally turned to face him, her eyes wide and full of her every emotion. "Just stay." That statement had been uttered too many times throughout the past week, by her, by Lachlan, and now by Jesse. Only, she had pleaded with Jesse to stay when he had mentioned leaving. Not because of any rising passion, but because she couldn't bear to think of life without him. Jesse understood her in a way most would never be capable of. He took her frustrations and held them until she was able to process a quieter conversation. He supported and comforted her despite his own struggles. Jesse was, and would always be, the right choice.
"You have the worst bloody timing," Fallon admonished through her now freely flowing tears. It was all she could think to say, the only unspoken truth she hadn't yet offered tonight. Jesse had to know by now how deeply her feelings went for him, he had to realize what went unsaid throughout their evening. She crossed the distance between them in three quick strides, her arms wrapping tight around his middle without another second's hesitation. Fallon kept her nose burrowed into his chest, her tears staining the fabric of his shirt as they had a week ago. "Please, don't ever let me go again," she then mumbled into his chest.