Prologue
I stood rooted to the ground, eyes wide. Their bodies were pressed together intimately. A hand was on his chest and his pod was carelessly hung - his clear glass eyes were filled with lust, longing. They didn't even notice me, I drew in a breath, time passing by excruciatingly slow.
A flurry of emotions attacked my heart, I felt nauseous. I couldn't take anymore of this, I couldn't. I paused slowly, biting my lip, my eyes going blurry. I dropped what I was carrying, and a loud thud ensued. They broke from their intimate position, and stared at the source of the noise. The girl's face looked disgusted, she looked at me with contempt, angered at my disturbance. He and I locked eyes. I tried to look for a sign - a sign that he was sorry, apologetic, regretful - and there was none of that, the hollowness in his eyes shocked me the most - had he really been the same Gaara? The one that enveloped me in his arms, embracing me, sneaking pictures even though he knew I didn't like being photographed, calling me beautiful and spoke dreamily about the future?
And then I ran, I didn't know where to, I just wanted to get away from this mess.
The slight breeze of Suna's nightlife tickled me, as I descended from the still-lively street vendors, children and adults, running into a random forest, my only solace was the thought that he might be chasing after me, telling me that this was all a prank, a mistake, a joke. Then the truth hit me - if he truly cared, he'd already be here.
I broke down, cowering under the bushy leaves under the tree, crying.
Damn him.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello lovely readers :) so I know this is reallllly short, but, I had to put up my short-lived fanfiction that was rewritten! (during an 8-hour road trip!) I'll post chapter 1 by today or tomorrow, I just have to edit some parts :#
Merry Christmas Eve everyone!
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