I'll Fight For You || slow updates

Chapter 1

In all honesty, the beginning of this is very choppy and kind of carroty, I'm working on it, but please keep an open mind.

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I truly hope you enjoy this story, but like I said, you have been warned.

Chapter 1

My eyelids felt heavy, heavier than usual. I feel as if I haven't slept for days, my body begging me to stay asleep for as long as I can, but in the back of my mind I know I have to get up. I know I have to go back to living the horrible reality that is my life. My eyes fluttered open taking in the light from the sun seeping through the cracks in between the blinds, the light out lining every detail of my room, my clothes from last night thrown across the room, the papers all over my desk; everything.

A yawn escaped my lips as I let my legs fall over the side of my bed so I could sit up. I looked straight ahead of myself only to be met with a blank wall. I sat there staring blankly at it, the realization of what today really is slowly starting to come to me. Today's the day.

It's so hard to wrap my head around the fact that it happened, it really happened. Just a short year ago, my life was turned upside down; everything came crumbling down on me. He was taken away from me, he was taken away from everyone, from everything and he took a piece of me with him, a piece I want back, I want him back. My life hasn't been the same since he left, I felt bad knowing I couldn't be there for him, I couldn't hold his hand through it, I couldn't tell him it was okay to let go, I couldn't do anything. He promised he was going to be there when I got to his house, he promised he would wait for me, but he didn't.

Light footsteps and a slight knock at my door brought me back to reality. I looked over at it as my mother's head slowly emerged through the now slightly opened door.

"Oh good, you're awake. I was just checking, breakfast is almost ready." She smiled a true and genuine smile, her smile lighting up all of her features. Her usually bright and happy eyes seemed dull and almost lifeless. That didn't really surprise me though, considering what today is and all.

"Sorry mom, I'm not that hungry right now... I think I'll just go for a run or something, you know just to get things off my mind." I shrugged and smiled weakly at her. She nodded in response, understanding what I really meant by 'get things off my mind'. She gave me a small sad smile and closed the door gently behind her.

I sighed, getting up and going over to my bathroom mirror. My eyes were slightly red and puffy from all the crying I did last night, my cheeks were tear stained and I had small dark bags under my eyes from the lack of sleep. I opened the cold water and washed my face, the water waking me up a little.

I pulled my hair up into a high ponytail and decided to go running in the clothes I already have on since I'm wearing sweats and a plain t-shirt. I walked out and pulled on my track shoes before grabbing my black iPhone and headphones from my bedside drawer. I walked out of my room and down the stairs as I searched through my playlists trying to find a song to play. I saw my sister sitting on the couch in the living room with her kids and husband. I gave up on looking for a song and put my music on shuffle.