"I ain't the one for you, kid."

Cecil's words were sharp, cutting through you like a knife. You'd been pining over the older man for month's now and you thought the feelings were mutual.

"You deserve better, not some crule old man. You need someone younger, kinder, attentive to you and your needs kid."

You hated it when he called you that. His way to create distance between the two of you. "Just because I'm younger doesn't mean I don't know what I want-"

"You don't know what you want!" Cecil shouts