The Devil In The Details

Destroy everything I hold dear

Peter had been the dream and Cole the nightmare. Peter was the jealous type, he could not stand the fact that his girlfriend was so close to another boy. He made Cole look like the villain- he told stories that painted him as the enemy. I did not want to believe any of them until Cole proved them right, until he did the unthinkable.
The kiss had been a surprise, the warmth of his lips as unexpected as the electricity I had felt as our lips touched. My impulse was not to stop, not ever but instead I had slapped him. "I've always loved you," he said. My mind could not comprehend the words that came out of his mouth so I pushed him off and ran away. That was two years and one accident ago.
He is going to kill me and this is a fact. He poisoned me against my best friend and I let him. I let those dazzling eyes consume my essence, and destroy everything I hold dear. Now he towers over me with a club in hand and I see my despair. I see him. Cole.
His voice is low but sure, those dimples come alive in the night light. Cole is here to save me from my fate. He wrestles with Peter and takes away the club and then he decks Peter into unconsciousness. This is how a fairytale would go but not my reality,
I feel my broken ribs- all four of them- and I feel the blood as it gathers in my throat. Cole should never have died, at least not without knowing how I feel about him. I should never have believed Peter- I should not have listened as he vilified Cole. I am going to die today and I will die with my regrets. This is my sad reality...