Chapter 10
She collapses on the ground, like a tree hit by lightning. His chest heaves and tears start to slowly slide down his cheeks. Its like he was slammed by a bus, the image of watching Jane fall, fall like the broken girl she was.
“Jane!” he screams, barely heard over the storm, the wind carries it away.
“Jane!” He starts to sob as he nears her, only a few feet away now.
“Jane-pleas-no!” He runs to her crumpling beside her.
He takes her head into his hands, tracing his thumbs across her lips that he only kissed a few hours ago. He bent so close to her that their foreheads touched. It was so intimate it seemed that she just might wake up because of the feelings that would have rushed through her.
He could almost see the warm blush that would have crept up her neck, the downcast turn of her eyes and the way she would absently kick her foot to the ground as he talked to her.
Her eyes fluttered, revealing green eyes that shown with more life than he had ever seen before. It seemed ironic for a girl who lived most of her life dead that as she lay dying she seemed the most alive.
She started to whimper, her eyes closed and shut tight- she gripped James hand.
Holding tighter, maybe if she held on tight enough the world would finally let her go.
What she didn’t realize was that the world had, but one person stood in her way.
“James,” she whispered.
“Let me go.”
The wind picked up. The rain poured almost rock-like, shaking her house on its old foundation. James squeezed tighter. His tears fell harder, but Jane’s heart felt lighter.
He let her go.
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My Name is Bitch
RomanceJane lived in a broken home, a broken family and walked to school every day with either her heart broken or her ribs. Sometimes both.