Is It Really Too Late?

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O.K This chapter might be a bit short but I have a small case of writers block so don't judge! Hope you like it though!

(Jesse's P.O.V)

What have I done? I've ruined my life with Faith, that's what I've done. Totally and utterly ruined. Forever gone, the end.

Well, maybe not. Oh who am I kidding?! She, like our relationship, is done for. In a few minutes they will both be dead, like they never existed.

"Have a little faith in Faith, Jesse" I kept telling myself. But even though I keep telling myself she'll push through it, she'll survive, I still don't believe even myself. I can't even trust myself with my own thoughts anymore. Not after what I thought was the right thing to do.

I can never let myself be tricked like that by the Hidden ever again! I can't believe they actually tricked me into believeing that killing her was best for everyone, simply because they said her perfection would eventually be the cause of the worlds future imperfections.

Whatever the hell that means I have no idea. But in the moment, it sounded like a good reason to murder the love of my life. How could I have been so naive? I was getting out of here before I hurt anyone else. I had to, for Faith.

"Faith?" I said, "I know I'm probably just talking to a brick wall at this point, but I need someone to talk to, even if you won't respond. I need to let you know that I never meant to hurt you. I was doing what I thought was the right thing to do at the time. But now I see that hurting you is the worst thing I could ever do in my entire life. I realize that now.

"I know it's probably too late for realizations but, I want you to know that whatever happens to you and me, that I am still in love with you and I always will be. Even if you aren't. Which at this point, you have the right not to be. I wouldn't love me either if I just stabbed someone with a knife. I would hate myself infact. But even if you hate me, even if the mere sound of my voice is sickening you right now, which for all intense purposes it probably is, I will never forget you and I hope you make it through this and that you will never forget me. Though I bet you will try really hard."

She was silent. I knew she wouldn't answer, but it was nice to have that off of my chest.

(Faith's P.O.V)

He was right. I wouldn't answer. He was also right about the fact that I would try extremely hard to forget him if I made it through this, but I still love him. But at the same time I hate him. Why does life have to be so complicated.

Oww. My side still hurt like hell, but I wasn't going to show it. Even if I was dying (which I am) I wouldn't show it in front of him. Not now, not ever.

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