your little hostage

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JG•

My day would be colorless and dull,sad and full of frowns.

I couldn't go to school,certain reasons I can't explain in words.

I just couldn't.

My heart dropped at the thought I wouldn't see him,his eyes wouldn't bless me with the beautiful colors that danced around in those orbs.

I wanted to go,more desperate for those eyes than the need to breathe.

I was dying to see him,his face that made my heart skip and jump against my ribs so painfully yet so sweet.

I felt I'd go crazy,not seeing him for even a day would drive me mad.

But...I couldn't.

For reasons that are...better left unsaid.

JJ•

My eyes traveled to the lonely bike racks,seeming sad and dark without him standing against it.

The girls and guys seemed lost,dragging themselves around it like they were lost without their king to lead them.

I acted like nothing was wrong,barely glancing toward the metal bars as I made my way up the lonely stairs to the front doors of my personal hell.

I smirked in annoyance when some girl literally cried that he wasn't their,her tears black from the mascara that ran in puddles down her face.

I acted like it was no biggie,him not being there was just another thing in the world that happened.

But on the inside my stomach churned,heartbeat feeling like it would die in my chest as my ribs hurt like I was being punched.

My eyes were sad,salty sadness wanting to leave my eyes for some strange reason.

He wasn't that important,just a boy who wore shades that hid eyes that seemed as dark as night.

A boy who held the racks up with his tall body,a perfect smile that rarely showed on his face but could end wars when he flashed it.

Just a boy as dark as the black nail polish many girls sported here,flashy and black and shiny in certain lights.

Just a boy who made me sad now,his presence feeling like a ginormous hole in the universe.

So huge bad things crept in.

This only went on in my head,outside in the real world I acted like nothing was wrong.

I walked to class just as I did daily,gagging at the couples who couldn't keep their hands off each other's skins.

I rolled my eyes at the floozy girls who hugged each other like they hadn't seen each other in a billion years,when in reality you know they called each other last night to discuss what to wear the next day.

I groaned when I flitted in class,the studies already filling my ears though the teacher hadn't moved her lips yet.

I went through class like I did daily,bored and on autopilot.

But the inside of me felt down,hollow,like something was missing.

It made me feel weird,a feeling I didn't like and wanted gone.

I gazed at the clock,hands ticking so slow they could have been frozen in place.

What a thrill.

My eyes dropped for a measly second,briefly wondering where he could be.

A more disturbing thought that made my head hurt lightly,and who with.


JG•


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