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Summary: He loved her, she didn't. He gave her everything, she left. Now it was time for him to leave as well, but this time forever.
Warnings: This story might contain some strong themes along the way. If you're in any case sensitive to some kind of themes, then you should think twice before reading. Every chapter will have its respective warning at the beginning if necessary. But if you're not sure and want to know what it might show in the future fell free to PM me.
Author's Note: Hello everyone. If you already had this story on your alerts is because you once read it as a one-shot. It will not be modified into a multi-chapter story. I highly advice you to read the preface as it suffered some changes.
If you're new here, then welcome and thank you for coming in the first place.
I need to express my endless gratitude to PTB and the two Betas who helped me with this: ConfettiRainfall and Angelz1114577. I really appreciated your comments.
With no further ado I'll let get on with it. Enjoy.
Preface
"Stop it," I heard a voice say next to me, making me flinch away, startled.
My heart was pounding fast in my chest as I looked to the side.
Nothing. There was nothing there.
Sighing I re-assumed my position against the wall. I should be used to it by now, but I wasn't. How could I?
Wrapping my arms around my knees again, I pressed my back further against the wall and rested my head against it, shutting my eyes tightly as if any of this would make her voice go away.
"Don't," she pleaded with me; I ignored her.
I should have been living my life at its fullest, but I wasn't. I should have been happy with everything that was happening with my family, but I wasn't. I should have been saving lives… but I wasn't. I was only destroying them… I was destroying mine. She had destroyed mine.
It hadn't been time enough for me to forget her, get over her, or to heal, but it had been time enough for me to be pissed off at myself.
Looking up, I hit my head against the wall, hard… purposely. I welcomed the pain, the throbbing in the back if my head, it was a distraction to… other feelings. The physical pain was the only thing that assured me I was still alive.
Sitting there in the dark room, lit only by the moon's light, I probably looked more like a ghost than a real person with my pale complexion. I was a ghost of a person, that's what she had left of me. I had given her everything, I had done everything for her and though she took it, she was gone.
I had nothing now; I was in pieces.
I could feel how I was getting lost within myself, but there was nothing I could do about it… I had stopped trying a long time ago.
I had given up everything for her, and all I got in return was silence.
All I saw in her eyes when I told her I loved her was pity; it made me sick just to remember. She had always been cold, but I thought she liked me. It was all a pretense, though and I realized that now. Everything I had left was a note, a stupid note full of false words. She meant none of them, she didn't care about me, and she never had.
I was a fucking idiot for believing her, but it was too late now. There was no going back.
Silence was all that surrounded me all the time. It was all I had left.
All I wanted was for it to go away, and there was only one way for that to happen. It wasn't just a way to stop the silence, the excruciating silence I was living in, but a way to stop my suffering for one and all… to stop my family's suffering.
The cold winter wind burned my skin now as I walked through the dark, empty streets. The moon light was all I had to see through it.
I should have been angry, and I was angry at the beginning, after she left. I was angry with her, with me… with everybody, but soon the anger was replaced with desperation, and then the numbness came… I felt nothing, I was empty. But despite it all I could never stop loving her, and although I fought against it, that love wouldn't go away.
It's time, I thought as I approached the place. The sound of the sea moving was soothing in comparison with the silence. It calmed my racing heartbeat and my raged breathing.
I was ready.
"No!" she screamed at me.
I smiled.
"No, don't," she cried.
I smiled again.
"It's me, it's really me… look at me!" Her voice was desperate, so I obeyed.
She looked so beautiful with her little pink nose and her cheeks rosy from the cold, her red coat only made her look more beautiful.
"I love you," I whispered, and then I was falling.
Author's Note: Thank you for reading. Please review.
