I saw her hair, the dull brown colour that reflected the light and made it stand out rather than itself. I saw her purple coat, the colour of a bruise. I saw her sling, the bland greyish-blue, the same colour as her eyes.
I ran up to her and stepped across her path, facing her.
She looked up at me, her eyes dead, like they were when I first met her; I'd put out the fire I had only just managed to kindle. "I'm so sorry." I said clearly. My hands were on her shoulders, and I wanted to hug her so badly; but I held back.
She didn't reply, attempting to push past. I held firm, my fingers tight. "Please, Olivia, I still love you. More than I can ever love anyone else."
I watched her bite her lip. I watched her hands clenched by her sides. I watched as she slowly looked up at me, her eyes meeting mine. "You said- you promised."
I gently kissed her forehead, and she melded into my arms. I held her close, my grip tight. "I swear I'll never hurt you again."
She trembled. "I'll remember."
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Burns (sequel to bruises)
Teen FictionHe enveloped me in his arms, his touch warm, as it always had been. He kissed the side of my throat, the spot where my pulse throbbed in a steady rhythm that became quicker when he kissed it, and his kiss was the same as it always had been. He smi...
