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"I can see it in your eyes. The panic. What's gotten you so scared?"

I stare at him.
Into his eyes.
His deep brown eyes.
And I shake my head. "No." I whisper.
I pause, licking my lips.

"How could you possibly.... not know?" I ask him.
But then I realize
nobody knows.

This secret has been kept too long and has become a part of my life. The obvious choices that have made who I am today. I have been forced to keep my mouth shut for too long and my heart hidden away from all who get too close.

So this boy,
the one in front of me,
doesn't know.

He doesn't know of the past that haunts me. Of the future that has been laid out before me. Of my present hell.

And to keep him safe
he will never find out.
I will not allow him too.

His whispered promises hold no meaning to me. For nothing can save me from this despair.

"I can keep you safe."
"I can protect you."
"We will never be separated."

And now he begs, "Just tell me what I need to do."

But to save the boy that I love, I must leave him. To protect him, I must go back into my shell. To let him live, I must separate myself from him.

And that might just be the hardest choice of them all. To stay in my position.

But there's no way out.

Not yet, anyway.

I haven't found the solution.

But he's right. He can see right through my mask into my eyes, straight to my soul. He's unlocked all the doors and has found my heart that has been isolated for so long. And so, he increased all the danger. He magnified it. He sees my panic. My fear. Myself.

But...

I cannot let him die.

I have to shut him out.

I must go. And never come back. Until the monsters leave.

So I look into those deep brown eyes and insist that,

"I'm fine."

This is short and strange and blahhh. You know when you write so much, some words dont look right? I swear that I was misspelling "note" and "verses" and I almost had a panic attack. But I wanted to write this short... so here.

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