Warm Winter

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The wind was harsh. It was awfully cold. The snow bites my skin sending me shivers all through out my spine. I rub my hands together to lessen it. I was swinging alone. I pressed my heels back and raised it, playing the swing, trying to wander my mind off a bit.

I ran away from home all the way to the park. I want to run away from everything. I didn't realize that I was already crying. My thoughts are fucked up. I didn't know what hurts more- my dad leaving us or being stucked up freezing alone.

"When the days are cold and the cards unfold" I heard a guy sing. Shit! I'm not alone here. Maybe he saw me cry and got him thinking I was an abnormal crying freak.

"Why are you crying?" Guessed it right. Oh well, I knew it.

"The hell you care!" I spat.

I don't know what has gotten into me but I burst into tears. And suddenly he hugged me. His embrace comforting me. And that was how I met Ashton. Ashton Irwin. The guy that swoon me over my feet even the first time we have met.

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