"claws and chains he drew to symbolize her dimmed heart."
*~*~*~*~*~*
art boy had waited for her outside the classroom.
painting and stencil in hand.
she walked out,
not so startled by his appearance,
but a bit surprised he remembered her.
"hi."
"hi."
the silence between them was almost deafening in the loud hallway with students passing.
"is, is there something I can do for you?"
he seemed confused by her simple question,
soon realizing his dazed state moments before.
"oh! uh yea. I, uh, was wondering if you, maybe wanted to talk, for a bit."
her eyebrows furrowed innocently,
before dipping fully, thinking about his words.
"I'm not having sex with you, if that's what you're thinking."
his wide eyes, though, proved her wrong.
"oh my- oh my god no! that's not what I meant. Jeez, I'm sorry."
his frantic flailing made her giggle,
something only he could do.
something only he could emit from her,
art boy just did.
but that doesn't matter.
he has a girlfriend.
pushing her thoughts and common sense behind,
she answered.
"yes."
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...
