Marionette [ ONESHOT ]

That feeling, when you're trying to move on but you really can't.

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About a year ago

"I love you"

"I love you too"

"Babe, I'll never leave you"

"So do I hun!"

"We'll make forever true."

"Hahaha, not really."

*kisses*

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She woke up having that flashback again. Flashback with her ex. Her ex that she loved so much but her ex didn't really valued him that much. She's trapped, trapped in the past.

Seeing her ex together with his new one hurts her so much. To her it feels like all those moments, memories and joy they had together is like nothing to him. While to her, those have the most sentiment out of all.

All she wanted is to love and be loved. She's tired. She just wants to be happy. But happiness can't be faked, happiness needs to be good to be true. She just don't knows what to do with her life. Being trapped, chained, and hurt in the past.

She always sees her ex together with his new ones. Everyday, all these feelings, she writes in a diary. This is the best thing she can think of to release her intense emotions.

Until one day...

That was the one day, she saw her ex together with his new one. His ex kneeled in front of his new one. Presenting a little red box. Inside it, a beautiful diamond ring adorned with other precious gems. She can't help but cry.

She immediately gone home without caring in her surroundings. She locked herself in her room and the first thing she find was her diary. She couldn't find it instead, she found something she'd never knew she'd see again. A photoalbum. Inside it was photos of her and her ex. She didn't cry, instead, she laughed. She laughed on how pathethic she is for not getting over a man who hurt her.

At the corner of her table was her diary. She finally found it. Aside from the diary, she also got some candles. That evening, she wrote at her diary.

By the morning, sirens are all over her house. When the cops and investigators came into her house, they saw her hanging in the ceiling in a weird way. 3 strings are attached to her. One in her neck, and one in both of her arms. She's surrounded with 13 candles. 1 on the far front, 1,on the middle, 1 on the far back, and 5 on both sides. The cops and investigators noticed something she's biting and clenched into her mouth. It's a diary. A one paged diary. All other pages were missing. Only one was left.

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January 6, 2015: 1:00 AM

Can't I erase you?
Why am I so stupid?

Don't call me, you'll put my hopes up
You're not gonna come so just let me go
Don't come to me like a habit and play with me
You said it was all over so why...

You're so bad, I'm hurting again
You haven't changed at all, I haven't changed either
I'm reacting to your fickle nature
Tell me, is this fun for you?

Look at me, a sad doll tied under string
Look, I'm still being dragged around by you
These tough feelings are hard to cut off
I'm still in your hands, I'm that doll

Can't I erase you? Why am I so stupid?
Can't I erase you? I'm still in your hands
I'm that doll

Once is enough, I can't do this again
Please get out of my life
Just when I think I'm over you, why do you come and provoke me?
You're gonna leave anyway but you poke at me

I don't like you, I hate you
You haven't changed at all, I haven't changed either
When you touch me, I accept it
Tell me, am I a joke to you?

Look at me, a sad doll tied under string
Look, I'm still being dragged around by you
These tough feelings are hard to cut off
I'm still in your hands, I'm that doll

I need to erase everything
Why can't I escape?
Is it too familiar?

The more I fight against it, the more I get tangled up
I'm still in your hands, I'm that doll

Look at the broken me, a doll in pain from being torn by you
Look, I'm still being dragged around by you
My deep scars are irreversible
I'm still in your hands, I'm that doll

Can't I erase you? Why am I so stupid?
Can't I erase you? I'm still in your hands
I'm that doll

Bye.

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The investigators didn't know on how she hanged up herself like that and where are the other missing pieces of the diary are. But what they know is, she looked like a pitiful marionette.

THE END