Lavender wanted to scream that she knew what she wanted. She wanted him and she had for five years! She couldn't make the words come out though, she could find the energy to fight and maybe that was the worst of all. "Isaac please," she rasped. "Can't we just take a step back? Why does it have to be the end?" She felt her heart thudding heavy but slow as she kept laying on the ground.
As the silver fell to the floor she looked over at it and finally moved. "No," her voice was rough but firm. It didn't stop him from walking away.
"Isaac I'm drunk. I am so drunk. Don't let me do this." She told him as she followed him out of the room wiping at her eyes. "Please."