"Farewell" his voice rang through my ears like metal hitting the walls. As his perfect contour gained some distance from me, I felt a surge of evil rang through me. He was, after all, my own source of sanity, my reason to stay and to live.
"Don't go" I could hear myself saying, but my voice was just a mere whisper. He chuckled and turned around, eyes full of tears as he looked at me, slowly breaking in front of my walking torture.
"Why do you keep doing this to you? To me?" He said, his voice now stained with the pain I was causing him. I lowered my face and bit my lower lip, containing a sob that was threatening to escape.
"Not to you" I said. He inhaled deeply and I could see his shadow on the floor, his hand flew to his head and then back to their place.
"You weren't supposed to feel" He spoke. I inhaled the last breath I could take and looked at him. A weird smile formed in my face, even if I wanted to smirk, the pain was too much to bear. As I looked at him, all hopes of living failed with the withering face he was presenting me.
"Neither did you" I said with what I hoped was an evil smirk on my face. I was losing it, and was trying to hold on to the last thin line of hope there was between us, and he... He never thought...
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ActionHe was her job, he was her business, but she, she was his everything, his life, his hopes and dreams. While he loved every bit of her, she regretted ever meeting him. He was her job, but she, she was never good at doing as told.
