Your Decision

The girl with a short blonde bob and the washed out blue endings of her strands walked angrily towards the young man with a longer dark brown hair.
"Hey! So you're breaking up with me?" She asked.
The young man nervously looked around and threw a box with the unknown stuff into his dark blue van. There appeared a few tears in her hazel eyes. But the man didn't look happy either.
"I mean...what the fuck? I don't fucking get it." The cold annoying wind played with her hair just like it played with her dark green scarf tightly wrapped around her pale neck.
"It's complicated and definitely not your fault." He finally replied.
"No? Then what the fuck is going on?!"
"I just can't be with you because of you. Everytime I try to touch you, you move away. I had a lot of patience with you but I just can't anymore." The pair of his blue eyes trailed to the abandonded builiding a few steps from them. With a hard swallow, the man looked back at her.
"You know why I'm moving away. Because get over the things that has ever happened to me in my fucking life is...I don't know how to fight it. I was  trying to because of you and now you're saying that you're leaving? Just like that? Did you love me at all?" The tears were preparing to run down her cheeks, red thanks to the cold weather. But it was not important in the moment.
"I did. I still do but-"
"Don't say a word. Don't you dare to speak another misprinted lie to me!" The blondie stepped close enough to the lost love. Her body was shivering under the anger and the sadness in the same time. And then she looked deeply into his eyes. "Go fuck yourself."
With a hard swallow, she turned herself on the heel of her brown shoes ready to get away from the parking lot.
"Key, wait."
"Go fuck yourself!" She repeated once again. But her tone sounded empty and still furiously. The girl didn't look at him at all, she didn't blink. Why would she do that? Everything was gone anyway. The man that she met when she was fourteen and the she fell deeply in love with was gone. No patience anymore? What a bullshit! She was old enough to recognize that he wants to run away from her.
The gloomy wind took away the green scarf from her neck and the end of it smacked her face covered in a deepen down emotions. With a rage, taking off the scarf of the swan-thin like a neck, she throw it away with a scream.
"FUCK!" Chasing the dark fabric with a few steps, she kicked it.
A few people from the mall that reached a closing time looked at the girl. They could possibly think that another junkie is having a paranoia. Altough they couldn't know that the paranoia is a slap of the reality for a normal girl.
It was getting night outside and after noticing to looks of the astonished faces of the unknown people, the girl hit the sidewalk. And then it started to rain. There was nothing but a streetlamps sending a yellow lights on the wet sidewalks.
The girl stopped. She felt like she can't walk anymore. Like over  there is just the end of her road. With a heavy breath and the soaking hair, she looked up to the sky. Was this any punishment for her? The tears created a perfect mixture with a rain.
"FUUUUUCK!"