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I have tried something new, and I hope you will enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hunger games.
His scream wakes me up, his agonized scream.
I look at the empty side of the bed, knowing exactly who had been there. But he is gone now, maybe forever.
I remember how we made love together the night before. We had thought that no one could separate us, we had felt so sure. How we had thought that we always would be together. And now I have learned how wrong we can be and how bad we feel afterwards.
That night had we become one, we were no longer two lonely individuals. I had opened myself to him, knowing he was the right boy. I may only be 17, but I have never felt so sure in my whole life.
I can still feel his touch on my skin, his lips on mine. I was sure that we had melted together and that we would wake up like one, a mix of each other. That we had become our own child; with his beautiful blue eyes and my red lips.
That night I had felt his passion, I had seen the light in his eyes. He had whispered wonderful words to me, words that made my stomach bubble with joy. I had felt him move inside me, exploring me, making me shake with pleasure under him.
The love we have for each other had become stronger, but now I have learned that strong love hurts. The bigger we are, the harder we fall. But I had felt how it was to love someone, how whole I had felt and how lucky.
I remember when she took him away from me, how she had pulled his name, dragging him to hell. I remember her smile when she saw him. How she wanted him so badly… but he is mine and I am his.
So she wants me to watch while they torture him, the love of my life. The boy I had given my heart to. The boy I had given my life to, the boy that had showed his passion for me last night. The boy that had given his heart to me today. The boy I love.
I can still feel his hands on my cheeks; I can still see his tears and his broken eyes. He said to me that he will come back, he promised me.
He will never break a promise, and hopefully, nobody forces him to.
I hope you liked it.
I wonder if you want another chapter, do you want to know if the boy will survive?
- Things I had forgot