Hola! Writing off my phone today, so it'll probably be edited later in the future. Just for now though I was bored so I decided to... you know write. Here goes nothing...
Suggest a song...for a dedication!
Breathing! Heavy breathing, just as if I had ran a marathon and I hadn't even won. Defeat, I just felt defeated as the the new feeling settled in...guilt.
My warm heart wasn't cold enough to bare with such accusation.
As if an invisible rope had been placed around my neck and it grew tighter by the second, I began chocking. I couldn't breath, words couldn't form and my eyes were wide with alarm. I needed Alexis to get my meds but he stood there in a stance a if he hadn't expected this and whatever he had rehearsed had been washed away.
I cup my two hands around my neck to attempt get some breaths, my chest heavy and aching. Shallow tears form as I desperately fight the pain from passing out, and I trip into Alexis chest.
My wet tears now land on his shoulder moulding into his blazer. He places his hand around my back, "It's okay Liana, I will always be with you,"
Maybe I was suffering because my connection was about to be broken between the two of us, maybe I was suffering because maybe I really didn't know the truth.
And I was afraid I would loose.
I've heard of the wattys, but I don't know what they are other than it's a comp and it involves twitter?
If anyone thinks I should enter, should I? Maybe next year?
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Letty was here.
Ps. Andy black new song ribcage is on youtube, go and watch the official video its amazing and the song is THE BEST!!!
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Addictions [REVERSE]
Ficción GeneralAddictions are the worst because once you get addicted there is no stopping and all of us get addicted be it to a song or a band or to a certain type of food. Once we're addicted there's no turning back. So I, Liana Jones, age 25 and am a addict. On...