OOOOOOOOH a QUESTION MARK
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
OKAY I'LL START WRITING NOW
THIS IS THE END FOLKS
THE LAST YOU WILL READ OF GRACE & BEN'S STORY. BUT DON'T WORRY, THEIR STORY NEVER REALLY ENDS
(WHERE IT LEFT OFF)
I flipped the flag over and eye the words that have been hastily scrawled on it.
Scanning the words, I gasp and drop the flag, then hurry to pick it back up.
MOMENT OF TRUTH BABES
Listen to I wanna love you but I don't know how by Passenger. Wrong title, gorgeous song.)
Grace,
I have been lying to you since we met. I never loved you, I never cared, I kept secrets from you that you are only going to find out now.
Of course, I didn't use you. I did love you. Just if I properly had, I would have told you the truth a long time ago and I would probably be with you now if I had.
You're a smart girl Grace, and you always have been. You could tell that I wasn't telling you the truth, you knew that something was up. There is no excuse for what I did. I knew this all along, and yet I did it anyway. I will not beg for your forgiveness because I don't even deserve it, and I don't expect you to give it to me.
But now that you're reading this, I am probably gone, and I want you to know the truth.
That's right, Grace
For the very first time since I spoke to you, I am telling you the truth.
When I was very young, I was a better person. I did what my parents told me to do, I didn't anger others, I followed instructions. I was one of the best little kids out there.
Then one day I was wandering in the forest and a demon came to me. He took control of me, and he made me kill my mother. I remember exactly the look on my fathers' face as I held a knife that was dripping with my mothers' blood, in her neck a fatal gash. He looked horrified, and he didn't even say a word. All he did was point to the door. I immediately ran outside and didn't know what to do with myself.
I ended up wandering on the side of the road for days until one day I fell down from pure exhaustion and starvation. I thought that for sure that it was the end.
But it wasn't. A couple that had been in the same situation as me found me, and they immediately knew about me. They took me in, they kept me safe. They treated me as if I was their biological son, and I loved them as if I was.
At one point, this demon decided to come after me again, and our house was what you could call 'haunted'. Strange accidents kept happening, and the people around us kept getting hurt in the oddest of ways. We decided that moving to America would give us a better chance.
My parents always told me that I couldn't fall in love with anyone because I would put them in danger. And I didn't play them, there was nothing that they could do. I knew that they were right. So even when people tried to throw themselves at me I kept my heart locked inside of a cage. No one saw it, and I didn't feel it for so long I almost couldn't feel any longer.
Then you came along, on that day when you dropped your books. I turned to see you and I knew immediately that there was no chance of me ever being able to control my heart again. It pressed on the sides of the cage, and the better we got to know each other the more it tried to break free. I was falling in love with you, even though I knew that it was dangerous. But I couldn't help myself. I was falling so quickly I didn't realize it until it was too late.
The demon caught on soon after I started to hang around with you. He stalked us, and he gave me warnings. Many a time I barely managed to save you from him.
The situation became worse when I found myself having to go on errands so he wouldn't hurt you. I killed people, Grace. He made me kill people.
I remember exactly the look on their faces as they died, all twenty of them. But I had to do it so that I could be with you.
Other times I had to make deals with people, the kind of people that you never want to be associated with. I was with them, and I became them.
He turned me into this awful person that I am, and I realized that it was no longer me against the demon, it was the demon and me against the world, it was the demon and me, against you.
~Ben
THE END
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So you didn't get all of the answers that you wanted, and I know that this might upset you.
But isn't this more realistic, isn't this more like like how it is? I mean, when in life have we actually had all of the answers in life? The answer is never, we don't. And this way allows you to get to your own conclusions. Maybe Ben is still lying. Maybe his isn't dead. Maybe they will end up together again. Personally I don't know, because for me, this is where the story ends.
Find your own answers, find your own conclusions. I know that you can do it. And you'll be grateful that you did.
Holy Crap that was intense. But yeah, my first short story is complete! I'm going to go back and update all of these chapters to sound more smooth. I hope you liked it, and I hoped that I didn't do too bad. This is after all my first one.
Please vote and comment your opinion on this story, my writing, and how you liked it and how you didn't
This was an adventure and I'm going to miss Grace and kind of Ben! (but not really)
I love you guys, always. I don't know when the next short story will start but I will make sure to tell you.
THANKS FOR READING AND I HOPE THAT YOU'LL CHECK OUT MY OTHER WORKS TOO
~Indehh
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