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I've never been one to have others listen to me. Feeling ever so invisible is peaceful till it isn't. No longer being heard by anyone. No one can help you, you can't even help yourself. You grow to stay invisible. Feeling invisible isn't forever. We hold so much more power than people think. We know things, grasp things in different ways, and hear what everyone says but no one can hear us. Make them listen. You're the main character, not them.
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Vincent's Pov
My light, my world... Loving this girl has made my heart beat so fast. Her smile, aw her smile turns me red, yet her smile has been taken away so many times. Her heart was never allowed to open, closing off everyone one by one ...scared. My talented girl. Her eyes brighten whenever she reads a book or when watching sappy romance movies.The way her smile always appears when they admit they've loved each other. She's so lovely. The way she can describe everything she reads in the book sets the image for the whole run down, from the flowers to the bright sun shining down on the imaginary couple. The way her eyes dare into her creative world. The way she wants to write her own story, her own love story written from beginning to end. I can't wait to see those beautiful eye's looking my way while I read every single book she writes. So then I can lay down with her and bring it all to life.
Give her... Her own love story. Through the storms, the rain, the sun, all the moments where I can look at her and cherish every moment with my angel. I will hold her so tight; I never want to let her go. My heart has never felt so full and so........ and so free. I've never wanted to risk it all before, but for Louisa, I don't even have to think twice about it. I've heard love makes you do crazy things, but I never thought it was true. I guess I was never truly in love to know.
My heart was shielded. Wall after wall, secret after secret. I've never talked to anyone, I never really had anyone who I wanted to talk to. I wanted to stay tucked away alone. It sucked at first but I grew to enjoy the silence. The peace within myself, I then got closer to my mother, and we talked about everything together....well not everything but everything. She listened I would talk to her about work, My mom doesn't work in the mafia-like me but she has many connections who do. My mother a genius, studies have proven she is. Even though she doesn't work in the Italian mob, she deals with some of the technology details and creates new tools, hearing devices, and monitors.
After it all I was ready more, so I thought, I mean I've been with a lot of girls but none like Louisa. She makes me so happy. I can feel my heart jump whenever she talks. her smile my god her smile brighten ups my life. Now I'm stuck with the love of my life telling all the news that had happened within the 15 hours of her being shot, knowing this is going to change everything in our lives.
Walking out of the hospital I feel a wave of guilt hit me.
"Louisa!" I mumbled. Her head turns to me in a swift moment. "I have something to tell you," My eyes drifted everywhere but hers.
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Death of me
Romantizm"Love look at me" His voice remained deep yet gentle. I still didn't look at him. My eyes wondered everywhere but his eyes. I could feel him getting irritated. His hand made his way to my throat as he held it. Strong enough to keep me in his grasps...