"don't hurt yourself when you fall. leave that for someone else to do."
*~*~*~*~*~*
he knew it was wrong.
he knew he shouldn't have done it.
he knew he should hate himself.
but he didn't.
in fact he was content.
he was satisfied.
the way m a r a made him feel,
even he could not comprehend.
but then he thought.
j u l i a.
j u l i a m o n r o e.
girlfriend.
his girlfriend.
fuck.
now the guilt got to him.
crawling up his spine,
and chocking him with rage,
forcing bile up his throat.
he ran to the bathroom,
a confused and sleepy m a r a following.
she stood by the bathroom,
before stooping to rub his back,
as his guilt etched its way into the toilet.
he finished and spit,
lifting his head to look at her.
god,
even when she woke up,
she was fucking beautiful.
"this is wrong."
he voice was scratchy, deep and rough.
she managed a small mouth tug,
sighing.
her forehead met his,
and their eyes closed.
"I know."
silence.
"I'm sorry."
"for what?"
"I don't know."
sincerely, m a r a.
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Sincerely, Mara. {Wattys2015}
Short StoryStory #1 in the 'The Hourglass Effect' series. She forgot it was an act. That it was a lie. She forgot that she's broken, and can't fall in love. So she made him fall for her . Made him think she was perfect. But what she didn't know, was that the...
