Our swings

47 1 0
                                    

I sat on our set of swings in the pouring rain well not our. There is no our anymore, just me. A stroke of thunder landed right beside me, but I didn't care, I didn't even flinch. Why would I?. I have lost everything: My mom, my house, my job, and my partner. I lost everything because of my stupidity. No matter how hard I try to forget about my partner, I just can't. I fucked up everything. But it's too late to say sorry.... or is it.

After a few hours of just sitting there feeling sorry for myself, I went to leave. But just as I was getting up from the swings, a silhouette of what seemed to be a man caught my eyes. "Perfect" I said in a whispering voice. They found me this is where it all ends. I grabbed my gun and stood there waiting for the man to appear in front of me. Ready to shoot him to protect myself. The man came closer and I could finally see his face. I knew that face was the only face that could give me butterflies in just a matter of seconds. Castle.

>Richard Castle's point of view<

I walked around trying to process all the stuff that had happened in the past few weeks. I thought it would help to go to the swings where me and Kate always went together to make sense of life's challenges. Only this time I was going there alone. I was still so mad at her. because after everything we had been through, all the sacrifices I had made, all the coffee I had brought her. It still wasn't enough. she would rather die than give up on her mom's case..... I suddenly snapped out of my thought after hearing a quiet yet so familiar sound of a gun being loaded. I looked up to see none other than Kate standing right in front of me. Kate, I said in a surprised yet relieved tone before coming to my senses remembering I was mad at her. She was soaked in the rain so I concluded she had been out for a while and it couldn't be a coincidence she was there at the swings because she lived almost 40 blocks away. Her makeup was smushed around in her face. She looked miserable. Even though I tried not to, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. but still the anger and sadness I felt towards her was too much to bear for me so I turned around to leave without saying a word. but I stopped my movement when I saw lightning go down right beside her. I ran towards her to make sure she was ok. I got to her right in time to catch her from passing out

Hi, this is my first  "book" to ever write on here and I would like if you readers would give me some critical feedback so I know what to work on for my next chapter.

the might be some spelling mistakes since English isn't my first language so feel free to point them out so I can change them.

If onlyWhere stories live. Discover now