Disclaimer: These characters are based on J. 's and I do not own them I just borrow them. My storyline has been based on the works of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. Again, I am not attempting to own.
Magic will come into play later, just stay tuned!
"You promised me!" He was screaming at me. "You promised me that you'd never ever-"
I cut him off. "I promised a lot of things y'know! I never keep them! That I promise you!"
I've never seen his eyes so broken and betrayed. It's emotional and physical torture, if that's even possible now. I felt his pain soar through every vein in my body. I screamed and sobbed. I wish this could stop, I wish I could turn back time, I wish all this would end. He doesn't deserve this. He deserves better than me. A worthless 17 year old guy, who's tragically alone and desperate.
All I do is bring other people pain. Pain they undeservedly recieve. Pain I give out, but pain that should be rightly mine.
"I love you! How can you do this; do you think no one does?!" He was sobbing now, the tears running down those gorgeously sharp cheekbones and along his perfect jawline. He runs a hand through his white blonde hair, a thing he does when he gets nervous.
We both heard it clatter, neither of us looked.
Then everything went black.
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