Empty Words and Broken Promises

by Demonie0603

This is the first ATLA story I have ever written, this is a story i've been thinking of for a while, and I finally decided to write it down. Comments are much appreciated whether they be negative or positive! I'm going to try and go for a comedy/romance/dramatic theme, and I hope you enjoy! Now that it's finished check out the sequel if you want!

1. Chapter 1

Empty Words and Broken Promises

I will never forgive him…I thought as I ran from the house. Even though I was a couple of yards away now, I could still hear the party music booming through the walls of the two-story house. I could hear a door creaking open far behind me, and then I heard a voice shouting at me to please come back. He was shouting stupid things like, please come back, I'm so sorry, it will never happen again.

How could he do this to me? He promised he would never hurt me!

His empty words meant nothing to me now, and I kept running towards the edge of the backyard, to the woods. I stopped short and looked behind me, to make sure he wasn't chasing me. I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding when I realized I was alone. I lifted my right hand to my bottom lip, and felt the blood drying there. I cursed out loud.

I trusted him.

I could feel my shoulders shaking, but I wouldn't let myself cry. I looked back one more time, and then I walked into the dark forest.

I should have brought my jacket… I thought as I walked through the forest that chilly Halloween night. My stupid costume kept getting caught on branches as I walked on. I had dressed up as Alice this year, and Mark had dressed as the Mad Hatter. The dress I wore was knee-length, and light blue. It came with a cute white apron, and a black headband with a bow. I was thankful for it when the October breeze tried to get my auburn hair in my jade eyes.

I felt an ache in my chest when I thought of him, but it wasn't longing. It was a feeling of betrayal that can only be physically described as a hot poker jabbing at my heart. Suddenly I felt wetness on my left cheek, and I cursed again. Once you start crying, you can't really stop. I broke into a run, and tried to get as far away from him as humanly possible.

The tears kept flowing, and I kept running. I could feel the branches around me whip my arms and legs as I passed them, but I was to upset to care. I had run for a while now when a strange feeling came over me. I started to slow down, and my head felt funny. I slowed to a walk again, and continued through the dark forest. The trees became thicker as I moved on, and the farther I went the less I cried.

Suddenly I found myself at the edge of a large field, and I stopped crying altogether.