Saving Her Billionaire

Nate thanked the bartender and started to sip his drink. He really appreciated the man’s niceness. It was not often that people took the time out to be nice after all. He was enjoying the whiskey now. He felt too numb to feel sad and that was exactly the kind of emotional state he wanted to be in right now. Numbness was better than overwhelming grief, after all. It allowed you to function at the very least.

Nate had never felt grief before, but this emotion was such a thing that it did not take long for you to get accustomed to its various intricacies. Grief that was so intense was all encompassing. It was the kind of emotion that crippled you, that made you feel like nothing in the world was ever going to be okay again. Nate was starting to realize that grief was, perhaps, the single most intense emotion that anybody could experience. It was right up there with love, which was similarly crippling in its intensity, which made one feel like nothing else in the world mattered except this emotion that one was feeling.

Nate thought about love. He had loved once, and he had loved very, very hard. He had given up everything about himself in the name of this love. Her name had been Samantha, and she had been a nurse. She was not the kind of person that Nate would have normally hung out with. Nate was used to hanging with starlets and celebrities, the upper crust as it were. However, he had gotten sick one night and at the hospital Samantha had been his nurse.

She had been extremely caring, so much so that she had made Nate feel like he was right at home. He had almost not wanted to leave the hospital that day, which was really saying something because Nate absolutely hated hospitals with a vicious passion. He had asked for her number and she had given it to him readily, which was something that should have made him feel suspicious except that Nate was too deeply in love to think about anything else at that time.

They had started going out. Nate had felt like she was everything that he had ever wanted. She had been the kind of person that gave everything for you. She wanted Nate to be happy all the time, and the thing that Nate loved about her the most was that she never put pressure on him. She never made him feel like he had to do something he didn’t want to do, which was basically the only thing he had ever been told his whole life.

Samantha had valued Nate’s happiness over anything else, or so Nate had thought. It had turned out that she had just been using him for his money, she had just wanted him to buy her nice things and this was exactly what Nate had done.

He had been very foolish in love, which was why he was so scared to love again. He had bought her expensive jewelry, he had even bought her a car. He had taken her on expensive vacations and had always made it so that she felt like she was one of the rich people that she had started to hang out with ever since she started going out with Nate.

After she had amassed all of her jewelry and two cars that Nate had bought her, she left. She made sure that Nate gave her an apartment before she left too. Nate had thought that they would live in the apartment together but this had not been the case. She had kept delaying the inevitable move in, and when they broke up Nate was not able to move in after all because he had bought the apartment in her name. It had made him feel intimate with her. It had made him feel like in doing such things he was loving her, and that was what he had wanted to do all his life. He had wanted to love someone, and he had wanted someone to love him. He had wanted to experience the all encompassing emotion of love, he had wanted to surrender to it.

The jewelry and one of the cars she had in total got Samantha around four million dollars when she sold it. After a few months she ended up selling the apartment and the other car as well. She bought herself a new car. It was a cheaper one but it was brand new and very nice indeed. It was not the luxury Mercedes Benz that Nate had gotten her but it was a very good car, not the kind of car that one expects a nurse to drive. She sold the opulent apartment and got herself a smaller place that was less opulent but still very, very good. Once again, the apartment she had gotten was far better than anything she would have been able to afford on her nurse’s salary.

At the end of it all, Samantha had an apartment and car of her own that had been bought outright and over eleven million dollars in the bank. She was set for life. Nate knew all of this because he had obsessively stalked her after she broke up with him and kept checking up on her to see what she was up to. This was very odd behavior for Nate, as he was not the kind of person who behaved in such a manner. However, his broken heart ended up changing him. It ended up making him feel like this was the only way he would be able to keep his sanity. In breaking his heart, Samantha had changed a lot about Nate.

It took him a long time to get over Samantha. He had gotten together with her when he had been twenty three, and he had stayed with her for two years. He had wanted to marry her but his father had refused to allow it unless she signed a prenuptial agreement. This was probably why she had broken up with him. She would have gotten a lot more if she had ended up marrying him, but when marriage no longer became an option she dumped Nate and decided to retire off of all of the things that he had gotten her.

The sad part was that Nate still missed her. He had thought about this a lot, thought about what this meant for him and his emotional state. Was he really that obsessive? Was he really so weak that he did not have the spine to hate the woman that had taken so much from him, that had broken his heart, that had, more or less, taken away his ability to love or his ability to believe in love?

Nate had thought about this long and hard and had eventually realized that this was not how things were. After thinking about it, he realized that it was not Samantha he missed. He missed the way he felt around her. He missed the idea of her, the idealized woman that he had built up in his head. He missed the way she laughed and the way she held him. He did not care that all of these things had been false, because at the end of the day they had made him feel good.