WALLS ARE MEANT TO CRUMBLE
There is no extra summary, just the story.
This fic is loosely based on some real life stuff that's happened. And when i say loosely, i mean loosely.
Disclaimer: I don't own it
Prologue: It can't end like this
The rain pours. With every drop, a new wave of guilt washes over me.
Hazed by thinning clouds, vibrant stars shine dull. And the moonless night leaves no light to guide me. How could I have done this? I had control, I always have control!
"H-how?" my own voice comes out a cold trembling whisper. Never have I let myself get this far. Gazing towards the heavens, my legs lose life and I fall to my knees. Why merciful Dende! Why didn't you help me! Why didn't you help?! I wish I could scream, but my voice is long gone. Arms hanging limp, I drop my head in disgust and anguish. "…I was weak."
Warmth trails my cheeks before cascading to the ground. Cascading? …Am I crying? I hastily wipe my eyes, obscuring any evidence. Crying is for the weak of mind! Such blatant displays of emotional weakness are saved for private quarters, not public parking lots. I haven't cried outside my bedroom since I was a little girl, and I'm not about to start now. Shaking angrily I realize my attempts to secrecy are in vain. No one is here to care or see. No one except…him.
I'm trying to fight it, but I can't. Squeezing my lids so tightly they burn, I will not look at him.
He is not that important. His actions have no bearing on my own. My emotions don't control me. I DON'T CARE!
Eyes flying open, I take in the sight before me and gasp as remorse fills my soul and tears run over again.
"What have I done?"
Tearing my eyes away, I gaze down at my hands. My own hands…covered in his blood. No! It wasn't my fault! He brought this on himself. He took his chances. He's the wrong doer. He's the careless bastard…I'm the victim. I'm…I'm…I
Body racking with sobs, my guilty conscience tears down the walls I worked so hard to build up. Years of dedication and will-power, destroyed in the blink of an eye. This can't be happening. What has he done to me?
The ground seems more distant than moments before. I realize I'm standing. Mere feet from his lifeless form, I take a step…
One. I can smell his blood. It's so strong now. The stench is wrenching my stomach and I struggle to stand…
Two. Oh no tears are brimming again and my knees are made of glass…
Three. Looking down, I see my shoeless foot…and h-hi-his
I crumble, cradling his body to my own. How could I have done this? I love him so much! Please don't say he's gone! Racking with sobs, I weep uncontrollably for my lost love.
Rain and tears. Tears and rain.
They mix as they travel from my body to his. Holding him closely, I tremble. And he breaths in. I drop him
"He's alive…"
My legs won't move any faster and my heart is cracking ribs. It's ready to leap from my chest in joy, yet my hands still tremble in fear. Tears stream while rain pelts, and I don't know where to go. Vision blurred, I'm all alone…How did things end up this way.
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Also, to any of you reading my other fic, I'm still writing that one too. I just had to get this story out of my head lol