“Life throw curve balls our way, to make us sacrifice from time to time.”
Emily
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I wrote into tomorrow.
Until the Sun crawl over the horizon while silently praying for him not to wake. Naked as the day I born, confused since his first touch, broken since my pillars fell and shattered, just like my heart and Adam's, I wrote quietly and quickly a few steps away from him.
Taking the concept of Adam's private words displayed to me once upon a happy time, I made it into my own. Writing of my past, present and location in riddles, as an precaution encase the monster happens to wake while work still is in progress.
With a bag holding the key to either a future of love or pain, I was ready for war and thankful, that the monster's hibernation ended after I did. Crystallize blues stared in my direction then I was called, to once again engage in his daily rituals of calming, but my only thoughts were,
‘Soon Adam, soon.’
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Both were surprised, them, to my presence and I, to them noticing my absence entirely. All conversations halted as I entered the stereotypical learning centre, but this time, the shoe was on the wrong foot. I was in the spotlight, while the ‘populars’ lay in the shadows.
‘Just what Adam do?’
Ensuring again, that my shoulder length, chocolate waves are properly covering my neck, which is bare for everyone to see his marks. His so called love bites, that a mere suggest to conceal, leaves this numb girl rubbing her swollen lips while taking a step forward.
Then sound reappear in the world...
“Isn't that Emily?”
“I thought she's missing?”
“Somebody find Adam, quickly!”
“Just look at her, she's been through hell guys, give her a break.”
“Is.....is that a hickey?”
At the last whisper, my head bow farther and run like Cinderella when the clock strike twelve, but this time, instead of Prince Charming following me, it was a crowd of peers who suddenly grew hearts.
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