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HAZEL.

" Did you miss me? Tell me, tell me Angel"

I'm damned. Damned with the memories of Him.
Of us, together.

Reminisces of a time gone. I time when I had been happy. A time where he had been mine and I his.

It's been a year and seven months since I last saw him. Since I last heard his voice.

I carried with me an unimaginable burden that weighed down on me like a rock tied around my neck.
My words, his eyes.
It taunted my dreams, making it impossible to almost close my darn eyes a second.

His face, his body, his lips, his dick.
Everything about him plastered on my heart and soul.

I couldn't forget him. I couldn't move on. I'd spent my days miserable, thinking of what life would have been if I hadn't left.

If I hadn't uttered those words...
If I hadn't broken him.

Parts of my memories before the shooting visits me at times,  looming shadows of a horrible incident leaving in it's path brutal headaches that forced me to see a doctor.

Some good, others horrendously disturbing.

Memories like that one time when Bethany and I  snuck out to go clubbing at 1a.m, returned shit drunk and scared the hell out of Mama.

Memories like when Daddy drove us to Wildbore to spend Thanksgiving in the woods.

Memories like Mama's mouth-watering chicken soup we had every Sunday for supper. The happy moments. How her eyes gleamed as she watched father stuff his mouth with the delicious sauce and chomp heartily.

Memories like Jayden and I lying entangled in the sheets reeking of sex and sweat.

I recall them. Bits and pieces. Some immensely terrifying making me wake up drenched in sweat and fear.
Memories of a faceless man holding a gun to Jayden...to me.

Sometimes I wouldn't remember them if it comes to me in dreams. Other times, I'd recall them the second I wake.

It's all good.

Liar.

" Angel..." And, memories like Hagel's voice that first night we had met and kissed.
Fuck.

Maybe not good , good. But, I was living. Away from it all. Away from them all.

Yet, my heart is a holloway of painful memories that won't let me breath.

"I love you"
Words I had carelessly let loose as I laid on his heaving chest after a wild sex in his penthouse. It feels like it was just yesterday.
Words that had made him stiffen with fear.

" I love you".
I run, I run when it was his turn to say them.
I had ran even though everything in my body begged me to stay.

Even when he begged me to stay.

I did not look back, not even once.
I ran, until I was far away.
Far away from the only person who gave me solace and then took it all way with lies and secrets.

The one person I thought I had.
I run away from him...

Hagel.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE.

It's been ages... I know ( eye roll)
Writer's block is a bitch.
But, hurray! Am back now and better!.

This is the sequel to STAY and I officially started writing it December, 2022. Yep.
It's been difficult the last few months but graciously I have it done now!.

This story is officially titled STAY,please and will not be available on any other writing platforms.

Kindly prompt me if part or the entire story is seen elsewhere aside Wattpad.

Writing is not easy, it takes a lot of time, research,zeal and dedication to put one's imaginations to work so please do not steal someone else's work... Use your own head.

Pardon me for writing errors.
NB: This story hasn't yet undergone intensive editing.

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