Sin: Envy
She was going to leave him.
Hell, she was leaving him. She was packing her things and actively avoiding his eyes. All he could do was watch as she was removing every trace of her ever being there and moving on to be with a man. A man that wasn't him.
He was going to die, he thought. He was going to end up sitting in this God forsaken apartment and drinking himself to death. It wasn't like he had anything to come home to anymore.
Damn.
He helped her move her stuff to the van. He could have won an Oscar for his performance. He should have won prizes for not waltzing up to her new 'husband' and punching him in the face. He didn't know himself as a jealous man. He'd lived his life free of being committed to some unrequited love that was one day going to eat him up from the inside.
He didn't like the new him at all.
So there they stood, in her empty room, staring diligently at the floor. It was weird, the two of them in silence. She leaned on the frame of what was once her bed. She looked kind of sad; at least she did in his mind. Searching his mind desperately for something to say he remembered.
"I got you something. A going away present." He motioned her to follow as he made his way to the living room. He opened several drawers before he finally found what he was looking for.
He handed her a poorly wrapped present. She cocked an eyebrow and his heart sank. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. He was going to kill himself. He was going to attack that damn Gallant and then he was going to throw himself in front of a bus.
She opened the package excitedly, though she tried to pretend she didn't care, and he let out the breath he'd been holding. She fished out a tape and gave him a confused look.
"Songs, from the band." He plastered his trademark smirk on his face. "In case it gets too quiet."
"I doubt it will." She muttered and took out the last item in the package. "A guitar pick? On a string? That's definitely something I haven't gotten before."
"It's a necklace." He said. "One of my picks, so you won't forget all about me."
"I'm going to see you nearly every day." She reminded him.
"Still." He grinned. She turned around and held out the necklace.
"Put it on."
He revelled in the feel of her skin against his fingertips as he put the necklace around her neck as slowly as he possibly could. As he tied the cord tightly the door opened and Gallant stepped in.
Damn.
The gear that held his jealous thoughts at safe distance snapped and all he could do was stare at the man before him with a mean, cocky smirk as he stoked her neck one more time and hugged her close. She let go and all traces of arrogance left his mind as they were replaced by a wave of complete loss. She kissed him on the cheek and sighed.
"I'll see you at work, Ray."
All he could do was mutter a weak "Yeah" as he watched her walk to her husband and close the door. He sped to the refrigerator, grabbed a beer and slammed it shut.
Damn.
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