My brain started working and I came up with a story like this. Few days later I made a account, then I thought, I made a story and I have an account. *Light bulb* So this came to life (not really).
Anyway, characters aren't mind and I believe the plot is mind, unless someone claims so.
And ... we began...
"Butch," Buttercup screams.
He turns around. Glance at her and keeps on moving.
"Butch, stop walking!"
He ignores her and goes on further away as if she wasn't there.
And in his heart she never did.
"You better turn around!"
Tears slowly glide down her face.
He stops. His cold forest eyes meets with her gentle emerald eyes.
Her mind freezes.
"Just listen to what I have to say." Butch sighs.
"It not what you think. He was..."
"He was what?!" Butch voice cut in.
"Was he threatening you?"
"No."
"Then what?"
"..." Buttercup couldn't say anything.
Butch turns for the last time and starts to become a dot.
"Maybe, this was for the best." Buttercup whisper.
