(I write short chapters)
Chapter 6
Vent.
He's warm like the sun that glazes our very heads.
"Tell me..."
His voice is comforting, it tickles my gut. I told him everything. About mom, about the abuse, about killing myself. He doesnt judge me, he listens intently as he holds my head against his broad chest, gently stroking my hair. I wonder why he was at tower bridge but I dont want to talk anymore. I want to bask in his warmth, to drown in it like I wanted to drown in the waters beneath us
"I'm sorry about what you went through..."
Sorry? No one's ever felt sorry for me before.
He smiled reassuringly.
That smile...
I feel a flower growing from the tears in my throat. That's what it feels like. A lily blooming inside me. I can't stop my lips from pursing into a weak smile as I wipe my tears.
His hoodie is slightly damp now.
"I'm sorry...I ruined your hoodie..."
I said timidly. Julian shook his head.
"It's no problem..."
The smile amongst his lips...it's beautiful. The daisy's still in my hair. I feel vulnerable, I told him everything and I barely knew who he was.
"I should probably get home, my girlfriend's waiting..."
My heart dropped to my feet. Girlfriend?...He was holding me so close, stroking my hair...of course he has a girlfriend, he looks like an angel. He's a player, I remind myself. I can't help the pang of jealousy inside me. What would it be like to be Julian's girlfriend?...It must be a fever dream. I shouldn't keep my hopes up. His arms leave my body. I want him to hold me forever...
A girlfriend...
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Suicide.
RomanceWhen Emilie discovers her abusive parents have been cheating on eachother for years, she wants to end it all after the countless arguements. But what happens when she falls in love during her attempt? As she stands on Tower Bridge in London. The win...
