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i don't know why i was dreading this so much. calling what we had a relationship would be like calling miley cyrus a contributing member of society. i suppose it wasn't all bad, at the start i was smitten by a man that had such influence in this little ol' city. of course it wasn't by his own had but being a senator's son had it's perks. he was charming and chivalrous, he paid for everything, he treated me like a queen. we both played the game - i played hard to get, just giving him a taste of everything those stuck up bitches couldn't offer him. fun, a little danger, a quickie in an alley, and he wooed me with dinners to restaurants i couldn't hope to afford, to shows i wouldn't dream of seeing. i thought we were the perfect couple, that i could be the jackie o to his kennedy. turns out i was more of a marilyn. he's dirty little secret on the side. full of adventure and fun and sex, but not the girl that would stand next to him at a benefit, not the girl that could be at home on his family's yacht. i didn't summer in the hamptons, i didn't have a family in the right circles. it didn't take long to realise that i was an indulgence. a pitstop on his way to a proper society wife, 2.5 kids and a summer home at cape cod. i hadn't planned to marry him, but knowing that i couldn't made me want him even more. despite his mother's protests and her discreet mentions that i shouldn't be attending she was at. it's just that typical bianchi stubbornness rearing it's ugly head. i didn't love him, i didn't even particularly want to be with him, but nobody said i wasn't good enough and got away with it. hence all the fighting. i pushed him buttons, i demanded to go to events i already knew i had been banned from. i tried to instigate family dinner that no one RSVP'd to. i demanded them to acknowledge me and demanded him to fight for me, even though i didn't even want him. childish, no? truth be told, i always wanted luke. we had that same spark, that same indifference to authority. i knew that despite his family name, he didn't follow his parents every whim and demand. i thought that andy would be the key to luke, and in a way in was. in all the wrong ways. i let myself into his apartment, the apartment that was all too clean and perfectly decorated for a boy to live there, but i knew it was all because of his mother and maid. he just inhabited the world that his parents created for him. he was on the couch, intent on some ridiculous video game that i had loathed for weeks. it consumed his attention so that answers often came in mumbles in grunts will he barked orders at fictional soldiers. "andy.." i started, that jersey edge in my voice that i knew he hated. "andrew!" i raised my voice to catch his attention and he frowned, pausing the game for a minute, to look up at me. "did we have plans?" he asked, confusion on his face that he had missed an important date and that was what was putting the edge in my voice. he didn't have a fire in him like luke, with andy a fight was just a fight. we said our piece and went our separate ways. with luke it always lead to passion and anger and the best angry make up sex i think i'd ever had. "nah, i just wanted to talk." i insisted, which he took as a sign he was off the hook, because he unpaused the game and went back to his battle. "uh huh. ok. good." he mumbled and i frowned, that famous italian temper bubbling to a boiling point. "andy, it's over. we're broken up." i said simply, hoping my indifference hurt him more then accusations ever could. you probably could have called it indifference, since all i was thinking about was luke, and hoping that he wasn't sitting around smugly knowing that i had broken up with andy just to make him happy. "what?" andy replied, startled enough to pause the game again and rise from the couch. "what do you mean? where did this come from? did my mom say something? did she offer you money?" i laughed, it was surprised and a little bitter, knowing that kind of thing would be right up his mother's alley. paying off an undesirable girlfriend to keep her darling eldest's reputation spotless for his future political aspirations. "no, but i wish she had, i wouldn't have minded making some cash outta this." i snapped back in snarky tones. "i'll do you both a favour though and go quietly." a offered sarcastically. "go off and marry your society girl before you give your parents a heart attack with all your bad choices." he tried to grab my waist and i pushed him away. "c'mon evie.." he cooed and i bristled at his touch. "andy, give it up. i don't even know why you're holding onto this." he stepped forward again trying to capture me, pulling me close and trying to lure me into his way of thinking with affection as he always tried to do. "no, andy, that's not gonna work" "what do you mean?" he purred, lips on my throat, hands grazing over my skin and up under my skirt. i push him away and his grip tightens, "fuck off andy, it's over" i repeat in dark warning tones and he finally gets the hint and pushes me away roughly. "fuck off eva, you don't get to break it off with me. bitches like you live to land a guy like me, thinking you can marry into money and not live such a pathetic, common life." my jaw clenches and i just roll my eyes, knowing he was just acting out because he never took well to having his ego bruised. "why would i even want to date some slut that works at a bar anyway, i must have lost my mind" i smirk as he tries to make some low blows and i turned away. "ok good chat, see you never" i throw over my shoulder and i slam the door behind me for good measure. i could say my ego is a little bruised, listening to such barbs thrown at me, but it doesn't really effect me. i'm probably more upset that i wasted time on him at all, even for the sake of keeping luke interested.