When I was 25 I tried to move on. I packed your stuff, our memories, and ended your subscriptions. Your ties to the world disappeared. Your parents cursed me, wishing that death had taken me instead of you, but I moved on.
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"Do you miss him?" your mother asked me.
"Yes," I said as I packed your stuff.
"Then why are you killing him again?"
She sat on the couch, watching me pack your stuff. Upon hearing those words I froze. I looked at your mother as a hostile silence fell upon us.
"Wasn't once enough for you?" she whispered.
I stared at her as the words lingered in the air. I only dared to breathe in her presence. Your father opened the door and the hostility seemed to leave through the door as I looked back at what I was doing.
"Sweetie, what are you putting the poor girl through now?" your dad asked your mother.
"You know it's her fault," your mother spat.
Your father shuffled uncomfortably. I knew he thought the same thing.
"It's okay." My voice was rough as I spoke, "I blame myself too."
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Clouds To Mask The Ground {J.H.S}
FanfictionA story in which a boy stays in the clouds to stay away from the ground while the girl tries to get him back on the ground. (Short chapters) (Book 1 of my Bangtan series) (Books do NOT have to be read in order) (Do NOT steal this story or plot) (All...
