POV:Shiro
I opened my eyes, finding myself in the familiar park where we used to meet. The warm, inviting atmosphere was almost suffocating, as if it was taunting me.
There she was, sitting on the bench, looking at me with those eyes I once adored. "Shiro," she said softly, a gentle smile on her lips. "I'm here. That's all that matters, right?"
I wanted to turn away, to escape this dream, but her voice kept pulling me in. "I love you, Shiro. I'll never leave you. I think you'll be the one who leaves me this time."
"Lies," I muttered, clenching my fists. "I know you don't love me, but I still can't stop."
She stood up and approached me, her hand reaching out to caress my cheek. "Shiro, don't be like that. I mean every word."
I flinched away from her touch, the memories of our past flooding back, the pain and heartbreak resurfacing. "No, stop. This isn't real. You're not here."
Her expression shifted, a hint of sadness crossing her features. "Shiro, I am here. I'll always be here, in your heart."
"No!" I shouted, squeezing my eyes shut, trying to block out her voice. "Leave me alone!"
Suddenly, the scene changed, and I found myself in a dark, empty void. The air was thick with a suffocating silence, and I felt a chill run down my spine.
There she was again, standing before me, her eyes now cold and distant. "You're right, Shiro. I'm not really here. I was never here. I left you, remember?"
I opened my mouth to speak, but the words caught in my throat, choking me.
"I don't love you anymore," she continued, her voice dripping with indifference. "I never did. You were just a convenient distraction, nothing more."
"No, that's not true!" I cried, my voice trembling. "I know you don't love me, but I still love you.."
She laughed, the sound hollow and devoid of any warmth. "Lies, Shiro. It was all lies. I never loved you. I was just using you."
I felt my heart shatter, the pieces crumbling into dust. "Stop, please... I can't take it anymore."
Her laughter echoed in the darkness, taunting me, until finally, I jolted awake, gasping for air, the remnants of the nightmare still clinging to my mind.
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I jolted awake, my heart pounding in my chest. The remnants of the nightmare still clung to my mind, the haunting images and taunting words echoing in my head. I let out a shaky breath, running a hand through my sweat-dampened hair.
"It's been a year," I muttered to myself, "I thought I had moved on." But the dream kept chasing me, a constant reminder of the pain and heartbreak I had endured.
With a sigh, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet hitting the cool hardwood floor. I needed to get up, to start my day and push these thoughts aside. I couldn't let the past continue to consume me.
In the bathroom, I splashed cold water on my face, the shock of it helping to clear my mind. I stared at my reflection, seeing the lingering traces of exhaustion and anguish. But there was also a newfound determination in my eyes, a resolve to not let this dream control me.
As I went through my morning routine, I tried to focus on the tasks at hand – brushing my teeth, shaving, getting dressed. The familiar motions were comforting, a grounding force in the midst of the emotional turmoil.
I chose my outfit carefully, wanting to look put-together and confident. Today, I was going to Gabriel's house to celebrate with Meir and Rey's. I needed to be present, to be there for my friends, and not let the ghosts of my past haunt me.
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The Love Chronicles: Tales of My Friends' Hearts
RomanceShiro is the ultimate wingman, well not really, and confidant to his close-knit group of friends. While they navigate the ups and downs of their own love lives, Shiro finds himself privy to all the juicy details, heartbreaks, and romantic escapades...