𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄

AVERY
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y phone flickers on & off furthermore. This is the first time my phone is ringing this much since I bought it. I don't even know, why I still have it with me. I don't have people who call me & ask me what am I doing.

Getting up, I wince a little, the area between my legs is still sore. I am still in awe at what happened a few hours before. I felt special for once. He makes me feel special, like the brightest star in his galaxy. I am still stunned at what he said before, I trust him but these words never made sense to me or I might say, they've never been meant for me.

Nevertheless, I don't regret my decision it was the best decision I have ever made, losing my virginity to him, he is honest, he has a heart of a child cheerful, and because of his dominant personality. I am here. He has pushed those walls, those buttons which were rusted somewhere deep inside me, with him by my side everything feels perfect.

I look at Eric who is sleeping peacefully, he looks cute while sleeping. I won't admit this in front of him. Glancing on my left, I unlock my phone my jaw drops as I see several 100+text messages continued with 17+missed calls. They all are from an unknown number. One by one I open them. My hands shake as I read a few texts.

"You can't just run away to Paris baby"

" ow, babe I won't leave you this time"

"I am coming to make your life miserable, how can you think you can enjoy your life without me, with that lover of yours?"

My phone drops on my legs, as tears stream down my eyes. He is watching me. He is here. He will take me with him. The panic engulfed my whole body while my body shakes terribly. I need to leave right now. I glance to my right,where Eric is still sleeping peacefully. I can't let him in danger. Getting up, I grab my clothes with my trembling hands and wear them.

I am still not able to walk properly. Making small movements, I get out & close the door shut behind me.

My sob echoes loud & clear in my room. My heart thumps in my chest. Hugging myself, I crouch down on the wooden floor by the window. The sun is about to swell soon. The wind blowing through the window sends chills down my spine as everything goes in reverse.

13 years about

The raindrops drizzle down the window sill. The temperature has dropped below 30° degrees causing moisture to form on the window panes.

Crouching down near the bed. I open the last drawer where I kept my diary. Every time I miss both of them, I use to jot down my thoughts. I left that habit when my soul stopped feeling things.

Opening the pink diary I scoff as I touch the paper. The cover page is baby pink in color with the barbie's watermark. I have jotted down my name in my writing, every letter is flying in the air.

Skipping the pages where I made Monsters, I turn to the first page from where I started using my diary as a diary instead of a coloring book.

I trace each word of each letter with my hand, trying to feel the happiness behind them.

I was just five when we last went to the beach. I do remember how it was a bright Sunday morning, I was giggling in delight as my feet first touched the sand.

It was pure Bliss.

My two dutch braids gusts with the wind as I run to step my feet in the water. And God it was the best feeling, I felt free like a dove flying in the sky. The sun was on its peak by now, glistening on our faces. Max began playing football & I didn't know how to, so I just stood there watching him.

"Girls don't play football Avery " max mocked me, I hate him. He loves to tease me.

" Avery, what happened?" Mom asked approaching me. " Max says, girls don't play football but I want to, " I said slowly.

" Leave him, I will teach you I will take his class afterward let's enjoy it right now," she said giving me her brightest smile. My mother was a Greek goddess for me, she has long brown locks but darker than mine, her color was fair than mine & her smile I use to adore it. I still do. I even tried to copy it by clipping paper clips to my cheeks the whole day, it wounded, to make my smile that bigger.

" first place the ball in front of you like this "

" then kick it," she said showing me

Clapping my hands in delight, I started to do it again& again. I began enjoying it so much that I kicked it so hard, it landed in the water. It was my favorite football so I ran splashing the water to save it, but I was unable to. It was floating further, I could hear mom calling but she needs to wait. I need to catch my football. But then her voice stopped, altered by the sirens of the ambulance.

" Mom "

"Mom"

That day I lost both of my parents

Tears flood down my eyes as I swallow another lump in my throat. It was all my fault, everything which happened. I was insane to go behind a football. Dad was right about it. He never forgave me for what I did, he did right. Even I can't forgive myself.

But max never let me feel like a sinner. I don't know how was he able to, look after me. Didn't he use to feel the same as Dad? That I snatched his mom away. He never just for a second, left me alone. When I use to watch other kids, it aims to hurt me to see them living so happily.

I still remember how Eric used to be accompanied by his father every time. His father used to drop him at our house every Sunday where Ryan and Eric, both use to play video games. I use to sit by the window and watch him, yeah I envied him cause he got the world's best thing parents love, which was taken away by God from both of us.

Dad never used to arise to support us, sure thing, he use to support Ryan in everything but for me, it was as if I killed both of my parents with my own hands.

My heart thumps more loudly as I keep sobbing. I don't know, since how long I have been doing this. Even now, when for just one day I was happy with Eric, it all collapsed. My phone is still vibrating, I don't need to check to find from whom these messages are from.

ANNOUNCEMENT: I need to split this chapter into two, another update coming up shortly.
Special note for my new readers this chapter is Edited!