~My heart is refusing me~

*Iceland X Broken!Reader*

'This is (Name)'s and Emil's house.Leave a message after the beep!' a prolonged beep echoed through the small apartament,anouncing the caller that his effort wasn't in vain.
"Hey (Name)!This is Tino!I'm sorry I'm bothering you at such a time,but I just wanted to know how you feel.Please,if you listen to this,call me back!I'm really worried about your state and so are the others.Just...please,call back for me to know that you are fine!" the soft voice of the purple eyed male came from the answering machine,another beep,a shorter one,announcing the call was over.
(Name) couldn't bring herself to get up from the bed.It wasn't the fact she didn't want to - she tried several times to motivate herself to do it,in order not to keep Tino preoccupied about her state - both physical and emotional.
Feeling a sudden adrenaline rush through her body,even if every single muscle she had ache,she stood up for a second,only to face the mozaic decorated wall and to fall back with a small thud,her dried tears replaced with the ones which sprung into her eyes.
Faded photographs of them two,either kissing or sharing licorice,playing with the pet puffin or dancing,were glued to the wall of their shared bedroom,creating a sort of puzzle of their daily life as a couple.
(Name) thought everything was going to be allright,that she was going to get over all that pain.But as days passed by,the heart ache grew heavier,making her feel sick and sure of the fact that her platinum blonde haired lover wasn't to come back to her.
She missed Emil's warmth,how he would envelop her into a loving hug before going to sleep,giving off some of his warmth to the love of his life,moving his calloused hands up and down her cold arms,the friction leaving a tingle feeling upon the female's skin,as if sparks danced on every single pore.
She missed even the silliest of things - when they were all alone and the Icelander revealed his playfull side of his,building together forts made out of chairs used as support,bed sheets for the actual fort which they placed on top of the pillars,having two pillows and space normally for only one person - but the liliach eyed boy didn't seem to mind hovering above the small form of his girlfriend,caressing her sides at which a mewl left her glossy lips,bringing a smirk to the male's pale features - he loved how she gave in that easily to him,because it made him feel powerfull and proud having such a beautiful being to love him.
The air under the bed sheets was growing rapidly hot,droplets of sweat tickling down the Icelander's forhead and caressing his face,until it landed either onto the ground or on (Name)'s shirt.
Still so,he used to press his body to hers,capturing her arms above her head as well as her lips with his own into a feverish kiss - which lasted until one of them parted for air.
The atmosphere was as in a sauna and the liliach eyed male didn't hesitate to loosen the buttons of his shirt,his own way of teasing his submissive lover - but he himself felt teased by how genuinely beautiful she was when blushing a dark tone of red and how cute and feminine she was when she bit sensually down onto her lower lip - it was a game two could play.
Sometimes they even fell asleep in there,their staying ending in the morning with (Name)'s lips dry from so many kisses,the delicate skin of her neck bruised with purple love marks,her hair ruffled and wearing the Icelander's white shirt,which barely reached her knees.
Laughing madly at her state,the female stood up,showering and throwing some clothes on her,before starting to pack everything she had - clothes,make up,work paper - all her life into a small bag.
Reaching the door though,she felt insecure - it always ended like that,as if the doorframe was her last hope and everything would end if she was to pass it.
No matter how many times she made up her mind,something stopped her from leaving,like chains hold her to the place where the young couple lived,loved,prayed for a new day together.
(Name) was hopelessly in love - and how much the truth hurt,she couldn't lie to herself - her love for Emil was powerful as that and she wasn't to forget him that easy - he would always be her open wound,constantly bleeding in order to remind her both the bad and good times she couldn't get back.
A knock at the door broke the chain of thoughts which formed into the female's mind.Wiping away the salty tears which she didn't even know when formed and fell,she opened the door with a swift movement,not minding to ask who it was.
Her (e/c) eyes widened in surprise,feeling herself  shatter on the spot,her knees growing weak as well as her entire being.
The platinum haired male entered the house without asking,enveloping the female into his tight embrace,muttering words of apology in his native language.
Melting in his embrace,the empty feeling the home held dissipated into thin air,replaced by the need of protection and being loved which only Emil could offer.
"Ég elska þig,(Name)!I'm sorry for being so blind,not realizing how life without you was being so dull!I've really missed you!" the Icelander spoke up,breaking the deafening silence which interposed between them.
"Ég elska þig líka,Emil!Just please...don't leave me anymore!" (Name) responded,burrying her face into the male's white shirt,inhaling the scent she missed so much.
The purple eyed male broke the embrace,in order to snake his arms under the female's knees,lifting her off of the ground,carrying her to their shared bedroom as energy seemed to be drained out of her body.
Emil would always have a second chance,until the day (Name)'s heart would be that shattered that not even by seeking the pieces of her heart and glueing them back together he wouldn't have her.Right now though,she was hopelessly in love - and nothing could be done.

'I've been crushed
I've had enough...'.