𝙐𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙙

Chapter 1

To everyone,
who waits for THE ONE to experience
an epic, painful, heart-shattering, devastating lovestory. Like the one in books.... ♡

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ELEANOR'S POV

This was one of the most fucked up thing I'd done in my life. And as I thought it couldn't get any more fucked up than I already made it. Surprise. It got.

Sitting here in this train station in the middle of the night, I shivered as the cold breeze brushed against my body. My whole body was shivering from the cold, or was it something else? Maybe it was from the decision I took a couple of weeks ago which is the reason why I'm at this station right now.

I threw my purse against the cold floor moaning in an annoyance. Why?  God why? I was so angry at myself for this. For believing in all of this and hoping that my life would get better all of a sudden.

I was never much of a positive person. I never hoped for something good when I did things. Because I know if I do, when the results don't turn out right, it'll feel like losing something you never had, and the possibility of what could've happened always lingers around. I didn't allow myself to get disappointed, always expecting the worst outcome ever.

But this time was different. Because I had everything figured out perfectly. And it was the only way out of the life I'm living right now. However, I never thought that if this 'perfectly figured out plan' doesn't work out, what would happen.

My mind was in a swirl, thinking of all the possibilities of my decision and none of them seem to be good. Not even as half as good as the life I was living a few moments later.

My hand was in a tight fist, making my knuckles turn white as I felt the tears prickling at the corner of my eyes. I loosened my hand and aggressively wiped my eyes.

I am not gonna cry! But the tears were from anger. I wasn't even sad, it was just pure aggression and loathing towards a specific person. Alex.

My phone rang, taking me out of this trance. My heart was beating loudly against my chest and I could hear the rush of blood as it did.

My hand was slightly shaking as I reached towards my purse hurriedly and started scramming through my things. Where the heck is that damn phone?!

"Ughhh," I groaned as I searched my bag. When I finally found it, it wasn't from the person I expected. Or I could say, It wasn't from the person that should have actually called.

Emily problem.

That is what was written over my screen.

I was definitely not in a mood to explain anything to anyone at this point. I did not wanna pick up this call. At least, not right now, when I have nothing to say.

I directly rejected the call because even the sound of the ringtone seemed to annoy me. And it was complete silence again. And in this silence, my disappointment seems too loud.

My phone again rang, startling me.

"Oh god," I muttered, rubbing my forehead. I have to pick it up or else the calls won't stop.

I picked up the phone. "El, the fuck! Do you even know what you just did? What did you even think, running away from home just like that?"

I had to keep my phone a safe distance away from my ear due to the high frequency scream that Emily was letting out. Her aggressive scream was understandable because she wouldn't know what made me do this.

"Yeah, Emy, I know what I did. And I took a very calculated decision," Until it wasn't very calculated. "And how did you even find out?"

Emily's my sweet little sister (Same dad but different mom). Although we haven't spent much time together, we both would always be there for each other.