I don’t love You
A few months passed and it seemed that Frank was Okay now with the Fact that me and Gerard loved each other. We had no news of the demon and that we were a happy house hold. Until…
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I sat under a tree, its leaves floating away one by one as I read my book. The wind blew softly as birds sang. It was Autumn, one of the best season in the year. I loved the smell and sights of Autumn. You just can’t beat it. I heard footsteps crunching the delicate leaves. I looked up to see a familiar figure walking towards me. I greeted Gerard with a grin. He returned it with an awkward smile, and sat down next to me. He looked at me and planted a small kiss at the side of my lips.
“How are You?” I asked and place the book down. He looked at me, tears brewing. “What’s happened?”
“We can’t be together.”
“What?”
“I’m sorry…” I stood up and looked at him. “I can’t see my friend hurt anymore. He stood up also and kept his gaze on the floor. “I- I still love you…”
“Do you even still love me? Or are you just saying that?" I accused.
"What do you mean?" Gerard asked, tilting his head.
"I mean, when you go, would you even turn to say I don't love you like I did yesterday?" He stared at me, confused. I didn’t know what to say or do. He stood up and walked over to me, tilting my head up to look into his brown eyes. He kissed me softly on the lips before turning away.
“I love You…” Then he walked away.
A rush of heat pounded through my body. What was I to do. I panicked and running. I don’t know where to and how long I was running for until I tripped on something. I fell to the ground and lay there for a few moments.
I had lost Gerard
What was I to do now?
“Misha?” I heard a familiar voice call. I looked up seeing Frank. I pushed myself up from the ground and curtained my face. Frank walked over and helped me to my feet.
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