My Immortal
I shouldn't have loved her. I shouldn't have hurt her. I shouldn't have seen her.
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"I'm sorry," Drew looked at her sharply. His green eyes showed fierceness but she saw him. His true self and this time he could not hide.
"Drew, I-I, Drew..." May cried.
He looked away, ashamed. What had he done?
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Loving her was a burden for the both of us. I couldn't help it...I wanted her.
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He was just standing at the hallway. Waiting for her patiently. He quickly subdued the thought of seeing her but his feet stayed in place.
"I'm so late," May yelped.
Drew smirked, leaning on the metal lockers. "You need help little girl?"
May stopped in front of him, her eyes narrowing. "One: I'm not a little girl and two: who are you?"
Drew took a step forward. "I'm Drew; visible ghost"
At that, May laughed. "I'm May; visible mortal"
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That was the first and last time I had fallen in love. Her figure or ecstasy was fascinating to me. Her love was like an infinite boundary but I had passed it. It was worth it.
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They were lying on the bench in the park. Suddenly May pushed Drew forward and she landed on top of him. Then she whispered something inaudible. Drew's mouth was shaped into an "O".
And next, he kissed her roughly. And she was sure he loved her back.
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May was sleeping in her room. Drew was there watching her in the dark. He was different now. His body was transparent and pale. His eyes were beautiful but dark in chartreuse elation.
He heard her whimper. He reached for her and she fluttered her eyes open. When she saw him, she wasn't afraid of him. She spread her arms and moaned. "Drew..."
He pulled open the covers and continued to stroke her hair. They both thanked the Lord for letting them be together though it's immoral.
"You're my immortal," May whispered and then they made it...