Mila's point of view
Rain fell heavily from the night sky. I sat in my small, bachelor pad, style apartment staring at my completed poem on my laptop screen. My Face the Music hoodie slipped from the back of my chair and fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. I sighed and rubbed my dry, and tired eyes. I could feel the stress of the day settling in the base of my neck.
I ran my hand over the old, peeling brown paint of my second hand computer desk. As I watched the paint crumble beneath my fingertips and wondered how many people like myself, had sat here at this same desk at 3am feeling sorry for themselves. Had the desk been through good times or bad with its' previous owners? Not that it mattered, it was just a desk after all. My thought pattern was just a testament as to how fatigued I really was. I pushed back my chair, rose and went to stand by the window. I was feeling unbelievably sorry for myself.
I had put myself and three people, whom I care very deeply for, in an unforgivable situation. I had to choose. I had to make a choice and put an end to all of our misery. I just hoped that in the end, my decision would be the right one.
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